In the office, Boss Dai watched as the door to the room was closed again, and his expression became much calmer.
Walking to the bookshelf on the side, he carefully took down a book, then came to the table and began to compile the code according to the code on the message.
Soon, the content of a telegram was directly translated by him, and he put the book aside, picked up the telegram again, and read it carefully.
After a quick glance, my originally relaxed mood suddenly became depressed.
His heart also became heavier. After all, there was still quite a lot of content above. Even he had to pay attention to it, and it even felt quite difficult.
In fact, it only contains three sentences, which is not very long.
The content of the message is as follows: First, the Japanese army will transport 50 million old counterfeit coins from the Northeast into the Kuomintang-controlled area, and the authenticity is difficult to tell. Second, the major banks in Shanghai have suffered heavy losses, and Japan will intercept the banks. Third, I have been seriously injured.
Need to rest.
There are three items, that is, about fifty words, but each one makes Boss Dai feel dizzy. It's not that he doesn't want to deal with it, except for Zhang Tianhao himself, the other two items are quite difficult to deal with.
The Bank of Shanghai matter was already in a desperate situation, and he could only send people to keep an eye on the matter of 50 million counterfeit French currency. But the Northeast is so big, where does it start shipping, where does it enter customs, or where does it go?
He really has no way to judge the route.
"Trouble, you think I don't want to find it, but how to find it, it's so difficult!"
Not only was the issue of his 50 million counterfeit banknotes, but also the Japanese collected a large amount of legal currency in the occupied areas, which were then replaced by a large number of counterfeit currency. As a result, a large amount of legal currency once again flowed to the Kuomintang-controlled areas.
No one knows how much money there is, but the Kuomintang-controlled area is so large, and almost everyone knows what the consequences will be if a large amount of cash pours in.
Nowadays, there is a large influx of counterfeit legal currency, which is also normal.
A few days ago, Zhang Tianhao sent him a telegram indicating that the Japanese were about to attack Southeast Asia, so he went to check it out.
After a month, he directly checked a loneliness, and it can be said that he did nothing.
But he didn't know where Zhang Tianhao got such information. He even doubted whether Zhang Tianhao alone could really match one-third of his military commander.
"How much power does this kid have in his hands? Even I haven't found out. Now he is in Shanghai. He even knows the information from the Northeast. It should not be underestimated!"
He also did not expect that the current news, one from Hong Kong and the other from Northeast China, he, the director of the Military Command Bureau, had not received either.
In comparison, there is still a big gap. After all, Zhang Tianhao is absolutely top-notch in knowing such important information and arranging personnel to lurk.
But the problem is that Zhang Tianhao has only been in the Northeast for a long time, and he himself is a little worried.
After all, the power in the hands of the people below is so powerful that even he, the director, did not find out clearly. This is really a dereliction of duty.
Especially for various squadrons in Jiangsu area, he has always sent people to infiltrate them, but this central commander does not have any political leanings. He basically got some basic information about each squadron.
Founder: Young Master, specific identity: None, specific information: None.
It can be said that there are fifteen squadrons in total. As for the number of people in each squadron, he can basically guess somewhere between seven and seven.
But I just don’t know which side the other party is from. He doesn’t belong to the national army. He also belongs to that side. It seems to be an independent squadron.
The total number of fifteen squadrons amounted to tens of thousands of people. With such a large army, the Japanese fought many times, and most of them came back defeated.
Even if a large-scale Japanese army is mobilized to attack, the strength there is not bad. They will not confront you head-on, but they will still beat you dizzy.
"Did that kid do these people?"
Divergent thinking made his brain work quickly.
In his opinion, Zhang Tianhao had a criminal record. The army led by Feihu was created by Zhang Tianhao's people and has now become a powerful anti-Japanese army in the north.
There are more than 30,000 people, but their combat effectiveness, fighting will, etc. are far superior to more than 90% of the national army.
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The next day, Zhang Tianhao went to the small clinic as normal to start the consultation just like the previous two days.
And his place is relatively remote, and there are still relatively few people coming for medical treatment. Therefore, there are not many people here.
The morning passed like this.
At noon, the owner of a noodle beach opposite brought two bowls of noodles, and they started eating them.
"By the way, Master, there was another one of those two people yesterday, not far from the opposite side, and they are repairing shoes now. Really, I don't know if there is something wrong with these people. Why did they come to us for nothing?"
"You, clinics and hospitals have always been the focus of attention of the Japanese, especially doctors. These Japanese and spies are keeping a close eye on them."
After all, there was no one who resisted in Shanghai that day, and they were afraid that we would treat the wounded here.
"That's what I say, but I'm watching too closely!"
"It's okay. The medicines we have here are all ordinary medicines, and there are no expensive medicines. Now they are watching and sending someone here. It is probably the injured person yesterday who came to me for treatment, but they didn't think of us.
The conditions are just so simple.”
It doesn't matter to him, after all, these people can just stare, since they won't lose a piece of meat anyway.
"By the way, they want you to go back and report on your duties. How do you deal with it?"
"Severely injured, there is no way to leave. Have you forgotten?"
When Zhang Tianhao heard this, he couldn't help but laugh immediately. After all, he really had a reason for this matter. The telegram from a month ago was not a decoration.
"Yes, he was seriously injured and he hasn't recovered yet!"
When Zhao Ying heard this, she couldn't help but laugh.
"Hey, why is Lao Zhang across the way in such a hurry?"
Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he couldn't help but murmured something.
"Old Zhang!"
Zhao Ying was also stunned, then looked up to the street opposite. A middle-aged man was walking hurriedly in the other direction. Although he was holding a bag in his hand, he was obviously absent-minded.
"Zhang Chaoyang?"
"Well, that's him. How come he came to the concession and was in such a hurry?"
"I guess he has something going on!"
Zhao Ying responded casually, and then spoke slowly.
"Let's take a look. If it's really necessary, I'll go over there. This Lao Zhang is really so careless, it makes people a little speechless."
He was also sitting there, drinking boiled water, and looking at the street opposite with the corner of his eye. Obviously, he also wanted to see if there was really someone following Zhang Chaoyang behind him.
But less than a minute after Zhang Chaoyang walked over, Zhang Tianhao couldn't help but frown a few times, and then looked at the opposite side, where the two men were following Lao Zhang closely. They didn't catch up eagerly, but looked far away.
Hanging.
Obviously they were also afraid that Lao Zhang would find out, or that they were afraid of being patrolled in the concession. After all, this was a concession, not an urban area. This made Zhang Tianhao's face look a little ugly.
"Master, how about I go?"
"No, it's just two pieces of trash!"
Zhang Tianhao didn't pay attention to these two agents at all. On the contrary, he took off his coat and gave another order. ()
