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Chapter 157 Telegram

The daughter of Xu Jimin that her father mentioned was actually his adopted daughter. She worked as a nurse at St. Mary's Hospital, which was not a missionary hospital. But to put it bluntly, there was no difference between the two hospitals and the missionary hospital. The only difference was that one was opened by an American.

The other one was opened by a British person.

"Since you two think each other is good, the marriage has been decided. After all, now is an extraordinary time and it is impossible to make a big deal. Let's just make it simple."

The old man quickly made a decision and took out the gold bars from home and gave them to Xu Jimin as a betrothal gift. To be honest, Han Han had no dislike for the female nurse in front of him, and she was very delicate. Han Han was wearing a military uniform and looked at

On the other side, the nurse looked at South Korea with a shy face. No one knew where this nurse came from, but she just didn't look up at South Korea.

But there was still one person who was gritting her teeth. She was Chen Jia's best friend. She didn't expect that this man would move so quickly. He announced his marriage in just a few days. Her next series of actions were almost useless. As for the man,

He comforted him when he was drunk, and even said he would take advantage of him.

"Miss Shang, I can meet your request, but I need you to let Mr. Korea calm down for a while, just one month."

Why do you say that? South Korea has a very bad temper because of this incident. Every time there is a breakthrough in news, they immediately lead people to arrest them, without caring whether they are alive or dead. This has resulted in a lot of conflicts with Japan.

Those who were related to each other were directly executed, and the charge was that they collaborated with the enemy. The Japanese suffered the most heavy losses. Five dens were confiscated, and thirty-five people were directly executed. Chongqing’s special higher education courses were completely emptied, and Mei

The agency's staff in Chongqing suddenly lost its commander.

"But what are you going to do? They're getting married soon."

"But what about the accidental death of the bride? In Chongqing, I have a million ways to make that woman not survive."

This woman's name is Shang Xiaoli. She is a dancer. By chance, she left her identity as a dancer and became a dance teacher. What she paid was just a signature, but what she got was not only the identity of a teacher, but also wealth.

Life. All of this was planned secretly by someone, and the purpose was naturally to be used when needed.

"Okay, I hope you can do it as soon as possible."

For the Japanese, the death of someone in Chongqing is not really a big deal. Especially for such insignificant people, this is the first time they have focused on a relatively unimportant person.

Regarding important people, they can actually kill South Korea in Chongqing, but they don't want to do so, because once South Korea cannot be killed, the rest will be endless entanglement.

They also tried to plan an operation, but the forces in the Chongqing area could not be mobilized at all. The main reason was because South Korea was pursuing too closely. Many of the forces and people they cultivated were eliminated. As long as they were slightly related, they would rather kill them.

Don't let go of mistakes. The name of King of Hell of Han is not for nothing, although he rarely kills people now, and he also pays attention to evidence now.

"Is there any obvious activity here at the radio station lately?"

"The Eighth Route Army representative's radio station is active. Shangfeng wants us to find out what the Eighth Route Army is doing."

South Korea came to the telecommunications office and sat on the sofa unceremoniously. In front of him stood a clerk, holding a folder and reporting to South Korea.

"I'm too lazy to ask about some nonsense. Just let your stationmaster Du take charge. I just want to know now, was there any unknown radio activity yesterday?"

South Korea is very concerned about this matter. It has its own secrets about some things, such as the code book of Japanese military agents in Chongqing. This thing was actually seized, but the information cannot be leaked at will. In fact, there is no such thing in Chongqing.

No secret can be kept.

"There were three radio stations in the city yesterday. Here are the transcribed secret messages."

The clerk handed over a stack of paper. They had already tried to decipher it, but the effect was not very good. They did not know what kind of code book the Japanese used, so they had no way of knowing the contents.

"Well, I know this. Make a copy of this for me and tell stationmaster Du that the interrogation room will be reserved for me. Today I will arrest a few Japanese people and come over for a good interrogation!"

South Korea simply glanced at the secret message. In the eyes of the Japanese, the secret message was a specific order in the eyes of South Korea. Although Chongqing is densely populated by military and police, it still lacks effective countermeasures against Japanese agents. The method of assassination is

There are endless ones, although they are very clumsy.

If they hadn't forced their way into the chairman's official residence with guns, you wouldn't have known whether they were Japanese agents or silenced pistols. Really, the guards at the door were all fools. Not only did they capture a few alive when they watched you force your way in,

Some were also killed.

"Humph, there's no technical content at all."

South Korea stuffed a few pieces of paper in his hand to the clerk, then turned around and left the telecommunications office. The only thing left now is to arrest people, which is just a few things every day, simple and rough.

"Webmaster Han, this military information is shared by the entire site. Can you also tell us what you know?"

The clerk hurriedly chased him out and said cautiously to South Korea.

"Am I from your website? If it doesn't work, I'll go find your webmaster. It's better to discuss these matters with your webmaster."

South Korea has never thought about other people's thoughts. Even if this information is revealed, who can guarantee that it will not be leaked? There are not many things that can be confirmed now, but what South Korea can be sure of is that at ten o'clock tonight,

They will meet at Yancui Building.

There was also a mysterious person who went to meet at Yancuilou together, Shang, that’s right, that’s the word. This person appeared in the Chongqing message for the first time. This person is probably a chess piece buried deeply, causing harm.

Still need to wait for the evaluation.

"But!"

South Korea doesn't care about the subsequent paperwork at all. Everything he is doing in Chongqing now is for Webmaster Du of Chongqing Station. For all the work he has done, the final credit belongs to Webmaster Du.

"You should stop following me about this matter, hum!"

The Koreans came directly to the webmaster's office and knocked on the door. It was not necessary to be so polite to webmaster Du, but it was just because they were afraid that he would engage in some extracurricular activities in the office.

"Ahem, come in!"

Korea opened the door and came in, followed by paperwork.

"Stationmaster Du, I know that your telecommunications office has intercepted several telegrams from the Japanese, so I wanted to come and visit. This document of yours needs my information, so I will apply for it. Can you approve the application?

Is my information good?"

The final result is of course the best, because the current ability and status are determined. South Korea is regarded as a non-staff webmaster in Chongqing Station, and almost all the manpower is used by South Korea. This is not just a friendship.


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