Looking at the Japanese man standing at the door, Zhang Tianhao just smiled and didn't care. The waiter who just went out to buy wine was only considered to be buying wine.
As for the other transactions, the Japanese really didn't necessarily know about it. Even the other waiters didn't see the transaction between Zhang Tianhao and that waiter.
Early the next morning, Zhang Tianhao got up early to exercise, ran directly from here to the bulletin board, and then ran back from the bulletin board.
I moved my body consciously, and it even seemed like my body was moving.
There are three missing person notices posted side by side on the bulletin board, and the three missing person notices are written in different fonts, which makes them easier to distinguish.
"So trustworthy!"
Zhang Tianhao smiled, and then started running back. After two or three trips back and forth, Zhang Tianhao arrived at the lobby on the first floor, found a window and ordered a simple breakfast.
After a while, he saw some people passing by the bulletin board one after another, and among them were three people he had met who cooperated with him to see the missing persons notice.
It's just that different missing person revelations have different content hints, pointing to different dead mailboxes. When they get to the dead mailbox, they will get the task given to them by Zhang Tianhao.
The most important thing is that Zhang Tianhao placed weapons and orders in three different locations.
The only difference is that the news about the Nankang Road Theater yesterday was the latest, and it was a task he only completed yesterday. As for the other two, he had already completed it.
When Luo Datong saw his dead mailbox, he couldn't help but be startled, because the dead mailbox was actually inside the Nankang Road Theater.
Yesterday, Zhang Tianhao went to watch a play on Nankang Road. Today, Zhang Tianhao ran to the Songhua River in the row of Dongsheng Street in the north to watch the river.
I even brought a few bottles of red wine with me, and even rented a rickshaw for fifty Manchurian dollars, so I planned to visit here in one day.
"Master, I might go back a little late tonight, are you okay?"
"Sir, it's okay!"
Next, Zhang Tianhao sat on the second floor of a tavern on the edge of the Songhua River, looking at the night scene outside. However, there was really nothing to see on the Songhua River at this time.
The ice on the Songhua River is almost one meter thick. You can't hear the sound of water on such thick ice, let alone play there, and tanks may even be walking on it.
"coming!"
I saw the first group of two people walking in. Soon, they started chatting under the street lamp over there, and they were smoking while they were there. Soon, the two people separated.
After a while, two more people came over, and I saw two. Half an hour later, I saw Luo Datong, the last executioner, also wrapped in thick clothes and walked into the Songhua River, standing alone.
Wait there.
Zhang Tianhao looked at the time, it was already seven o'clock, and the time agreed with Ding Jiaxuan was nine o'clock.
Time passed quickly. When the time hand pointed to half past eight, Zhang Tianhao's eyes narrowed because there were more than a dozen young people in plainclothes on the side of the Songhua River, which seemed particularly abnormal.
Then these dozen young people slowly dispersed, forming a vague surrounding posture towards the surroundings. Although it seemed that they were scattered in all directions, each doing their own thing, some even entered the tavern to drink.
"Master, let's go!"
Soon, Zhang Tianhao got back on the rickshaw and said calmly: "By the way, master, today is what you call the sixteenth day of the first lunar month in China. I heard that firecrackers are set off on the sixteenth day of the first lunar month. Why didn't I see a family setting off firecrackers?"
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"Sir, the day before yesterday was the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, and today is the eighteenth day of the first lunar month."
"Ah, then I said I brought a few strings of Chinese firecrackers to play with, but it seems that no one is enjoying them with me. How about this, you light these two strings of firecrackers for me, and let's go!"
"okay!"
When the rickshaw heard this, he immediately took the two strings of firecrackers handed over by Zhang Tianhao with a smile, then walked to a deserted place and lit the firecrackers.
Amidst bursts of firecrackers, the rickshaw directly picked up Zhang Tianhao and ran towards the Peace Hotel.
Soon, the rickshaw disappeared into the night.
Just when the firecrackers went off, the two groups of pick-up crews who were still on the south bank of the Songhua River looked around for the first time, and then as if they were wandering around, they arrived at the Songhua River and walked on the ice.
Luo Datong, the only one who didn't move, turned gloomy. Then he looked around, his expression became even more nervous, then he took out a cigarette, put it on his mouth, lit the cigarette gently, and suddenly
Take a sip.
The task Luo Datong received had two possibilities. The first one was to directly take the documents and leave without lingering when contacting the other party. The second one was to directly shoot him after hearing the sound of firecrackers.
Kill them, and then escape to the north. There will be people to help them, and then it depends on their own luck.
Moreover, his superiors gave him a thousand Manchurian coins to allow him to live here for a period of time.
He is only twenty years old, but he has been lurking for almost two years. He can almost be said to be a secret agent lurking in Changchun.
Looking around, he immediately understood why his superiors wanted to implement the second plan. Because there were already many figures around, he could guess who these figures were without having to think too much.
Seeing that other people had already crossed the river, Luo Datong felt increasingly unsure. But he still cheered himself up and touched the pistol at his waist.
The pistol gave him a lot of courage, and there were even two grenades in it. These were weapons left behind by his superiors when he was given a mission, and they were all American products.
After a while, another rickshaw came. This rickshaw arrived in front of the tavern where Zhang Tianhao was. A middle-aged man of about thirty years old carrying a black leather bag and a black top hat got out.
And he was holding a newspaper in his left hand. If you look closely, you can see that the newspaper was the newspaper of the day from the New Taipei Daily. He was holding it up and was about to open the door of this tavern.
Luo Datong suddenly walked past him and saw him suddenly take out a pistol from his body. He shot the middle-aged man three times, took away the leather bag in his hand, and then headed toward the Songhua River.
He ran and then slid directly onto the ice on the river.
The whole process happened so fast that the Japanese agents around him had already fallen down before they could react. Ding Jiaxuan almost didn't even have time to scream before he fell down.
"Baga, Baga, chase me!"
"Asshole, chase, don't let the killer escape!"
For a moment, the dozen or so Japanese spies were in a panic. They fired in the direction of Luo Datong and followed Luo Datong directly to kill him.
When Luo Datong arrived at the riverside, he heard bursts of gunfire from behind, causing him to rush towards the opposite direction faster.
It's just that his body slid for more than ten meters with the force of the downward thrust, but to his helplessness, he couldn't run fast no matter how fast he ran. After just a few steps, he slipped and fell.
"Damn it, how could this happen? Get out of here!"
But things were not what he imagined. The bullets hit all around him, making bursts of noise.
"No, the superior prepared two iron awls."
As the two iron awls were pulled out from behind, they were thrust into the river, and with a push of both hands, the whole person slid forward like an arrow from a string.
The whole person was lying directly on the river bank, just like a skateboard.