"By the way, Xiaohong, are the two of them awake?"
"Not yet. I was a little worried too. As soon as I woke up, I found that I was sleeping on the bed. I knew you were awake, so I came out to look for you. Now I'm much better. After sleeping for a while, I've almost recovered."
Zhao Hong whispered something, then hugged Zhang Tianhao and followed him to look out the window at the scenery.
The gate of the villa corresponds to the main road outside, but this is a villa area. Relatively speaking, this is still a place for rich people. Most of them live in relatively wealthy people, so the environment here is also good.
"By the way, Master, the last telegram you asked us to send said that you were injured. Do you need to rest for a while?"
"Well, didn't I tell you last time that I'm going to visit them in the United States. Although I've only been away for a few days, we might have to relax a bit, or stay at home during this period, or something.
Don’t go anywhere, just take a good rest and start training you at the same time.”
"Do we still need to train?"
When Zhao Hong heard this, he was also stunned, and a bitter melon-like smile appeared on his face. His whole face was almost embarrassed.
"This time I'm just training you to maintain physical strength and body coordination. I won't train you with high intensity. When you were doing tasks with me a few days ago, I found that your skills have declined a bit, so you must practice.
Otherwise, it will be very troublesome to do tasks in the future."
"Oh, so that's it!"
…
In the gendarmerie, Chitō Keiko looked at the documents on the table and felt doubtful in his heart. After all, this time he had not found out from any channel who was responsible for launching the riots in Shanghai a few days ago.
But she still had a vague guess in her heart, that it was Zhang Tianhao from Zhongtong who sent someone to do it.
But there is no evidence. After all, she also knows that Zhang Tianhao should be in Hong Kong at this time. After all, he went there years ago. Even if he comes back now, he will only go to Shanghai at most.
Obviously this doesn't seem to have much to do with Zhang Tianhao, but this is just a guess on his part.
"Which aspect is the problem?"
Although she thought a lot here, there was one thing that troubled her even more, and that was that her information was taken away.
It was originally a happy thing, but that was not the case. Instead, the table in the teahouse was replaced due to damage.
As for the old table, it was sent directly to the kitchen to be used as wood and burned.
Sighing, Chitō Keiko was also speechless for a while. She had never seen such an unreliable superior, and she didn't even know how to contact her.
As for the originally agreed-upon method, she did it several times, but obviously did not get any results.
After thinking for a while, she put her mind down, and then prepared to pick up the file and look at it again. After all, she was an agent, and doing her job well was the only thing she had to do at the moment.
But before I knew it, the sky outside became dark again. It was already around six o'clock in the evening, and the sun had already set. It would probably not be long before the sky became completely dark.
The street lights on the street have already been turned on, but the street is still crowded with people, and many people who have to find things to do on the street to make a living shout from time to time.
Chitō Keiko couldn't help but raise her head and look out the window. After a busy day, Chitō Keiko breathed a sigh of relief. She finally put down the documents in her hands and prepared to hand them over to her superiors by category.
At this moment, the phone on her desk rang and she suddenly remembered.
"Jingle Bell!"
The ringing of the phone directly interrupted her thoughts and made her alert. After all, the sudden ringing of the phone really startled her.
But he immediately returned to his original expression, reached for the phone on the table, and asked in Japanese.
"This is the Intelligence Department. What can I do for you?"
At this moment, a familiar yet unfamiliar voice came from the other side of the phone, which immediately made Chitō Keiko think twice.
"Hello, Miss Keiko, I am Ichiro Sagishi, can I buy you a drink?"
"Ichiro Sagishi?"
Chiteng Keiko was also stunned, but the other party's voice had not appeared for a month or two, and she was not sure now.
"I seem to be..."
Just as she was about to speak, she heard the other party suddenly interrupt her, with a rather earnest meaning in her voice.
"Ever since I met you on the second floor of Dongshun Tea House, I have never forgotten you. Now that I have just come back, the first thing I want to do is meet Miss Keiko. I wonder if I can do it for you. Let's have coffee or tea.
Do you think it’s okay?”
Dongshun Teahouse, Keiko immediately thought of something and knew who the other party was, and she had the urge to curse the person on the phone.
"Ah, I'm so sorry. It turned out to be you. I can't even remember. I'm so polite. I just paid for your tea. Everyone forgets to bring money. I don't think it's necessary."
"Miss Keiko, please give me a chance to thank you. Do you think it's okay? It's dinner time now. I wonder if I can treat you to dinner at the Rokukoku Hotel?"
"Well, Mr. Sagishi, aren't you too polite? I just paid for your tea, okay?"
"Miss Keiko, you are too polite, please give me a chance to express my gratitude to you, please!"
The voice on the other end of the phone was calm, but it still sounded quite sincere. Even Keiko was stunned for a moment and then smiled bitterly. That expression was really unbearable.
It was so tempting. Fortunately, there was no one else in her office, otherwise she would have been a little distracted by her smile.
Seven or eight seconds passed, and there was a period of silence on the phone. Apparently Keiko here was also thinking about the situation of this meeting.
"Okay! Let's see you in half an hour!"
"Thank you, Miss Keiko, we will meet at the Rikoku Hotel at seven o'clock."
"OK!"
After saying that, Keiko hung up the phone directly, then sat there and took a deep breath, with a doubtful look in her eyes again.
After all, there was no contact for such a long time, but now he suddenly contacted her, obviously he wanted to talk to her about something.
However, as her upline, or liaison, she never showed up, or even contacted her once in a month or two, which really gave her the urge to curse.
But she still endured it. After all, when they met later, she had to ask questions carefully.
Likewise, she was also a little worried that her phone calls were being monitored by insiders, and someone might even be sent to follow her based on this.
This is the Military Police, so naturally there are many telephones. Basically, the telephones are in an internal monitoring state. Except for the office telephones of the Colonel and the Shadow.
"Forget it, this time is just an accident. I still have to talk to this guy carefully in the future. Don't make casual phone calls, otherwise you will still be targeted by someone with serious intentions."
She thought for a moment, then closed the files, organized them all, and put them in the drawer.
Then she stood up, took down the cloak from the shelf on one side, and prepared to go out.
On the other hand, the internal staff monitoring her phone calls did not feel too surprised. Instead, they recorded the phone calls truthfully and would naturally take them out if needed. ()