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Chapter 3971 Broadcasting and Radio Station

After hearing Yoko's request for leave, Qi Teng on the other end of the phone hung up in a uninterested mood. It was obvious that the conversation just now made him quite unhappy.

Yoko on this side also heard something from Qi Teng's conversation, and the expression on her face became even colder.

After all, this kind of thing was something she had not expected, and it shattered her three views.

Even though she had been prepared, she still felt unhappy when she discovered that everything behind it was a conspiracy.

"Ugh!"

She herself didn't know why she sighed, but her heart sank even more.

If Zhang Tianhao were here, he would definitely notice that Yoko was abnormal, especially in this state.

If he saw it, he would definitely laugh out loud. After all, sometimes, what matters to a person is not how many enemies he kills, but how to turn the enemies into his own side.

……

The sky gradually brightened. I looked around and breathed a sigh of relief.

Last night, he did not return to the villa that Qianzhong Wu Teng had prepared for him. Instead, he stayed in a park and sat there until dawn.

After practicing the mental method for two or three hours, he felt refreshed, and his whole body had an indescribable feeling of comfort and clarity.

"another beautiful day!"

Looking up at the old people and children walking in the park in the distance, his heart slowly relaxed, as if he had let go of a worry.

"I don't know if the operation last night was successful?"

He took a deep breath and looked towards the north. Although he couldn't see the situation in Shanghai, he knew that the situation in Shanghai was definitely not good.

Especially the operation in secret last night, which mobilized more than 400 people. Even if five people killed one person, there would be seventy or eighty people. What's more, with the personalities of Afeng, Zhao Chuan and others, how could they be satisfied with just a few people killing one person?

The only thing that worried him was the underground party. He didn't know how much intelligence they had collected, how many people they had killed, whether there had been any losses, etc.

If the loss was too great, he would find it hard to bear.

There were only a few underground party members, and even fewer of them were able to take action.

"Unfortunately, the underground party still needs to be taken to training. Otherwise, if they don't train, their combat effectiveness won't improve, which is irresponsible to everyone."

He let out a long sigh, then sighed softly with a look of helplessness on his face.

"It seems that the training of the underground party still needs to be put on the agenda, otherwise they will not be able to participate in such operations in the future."

This is just a test, and there will be many more such tests in the future.

But this operation is not only about killing the enemy, but more importantly, collecting intelligence, especially useful intelligence, which is more important to them.

After standing there and simply stretching my body, I started running in the park to stretch my body.

Half an hour later, Zhang Tianhao called a rickshaw and went to the villa over there, intending not to leave during the day.

Soon, Zhang Tianhao returned to the villa, but unfortunately Qianzhong Wu Teng had already gone to work and even began to prepare to move out of Mihara Company.

After all, the Japanese in Shanghai are quite clear about the situation of Mihara Company, especially Saito, Eiza, and even Doien, who can be said to have a love-hate relationship with Mihara Company.

The reason for love is that Mihara Company was indeed quite successful in doing business in China and made a lot of money. More importantly, it bought a lot of supplies for the Japanese military that were difficult for them to buy in China.

But they also hated it to the core. After all, the Mihara Company smuggled a large amount of materials, especially countless banned materials, and sold them directly to Chinese anti-Japanese activists.

Among them were medicines, weapons, food, etc. For this reason, Doiyuan and others directly closed the Mihara Company and even arrested Mihara Kojiro. Unfortunately, Mihara Kojiro did not appear at all and had been hiding in the dark.

However, when they went to seal up the Mihara Company, they found that only an empty shell remained and most of the useful materials had been transferred away.

"Three days. It looks like after I leave in two days, Mihara Company will have to change its name too!"

He knew very well that once the Japanese discovered the Mihara Company, they would never let it go easily.

Looking at the radio on the table, Zhang Tianhao gently turned on the station, ready to listen to the sound from the Shanghai radio station. After all, he also wanted to hear some interesting things from Shanghai.

I carefully adjusted the radio and started looking for the Shanghai Radio channel.

"Today, cabbage in Shanghai costs 1 yuan per pound, potatoes cost 8 cents per pound, and radishes cost 7 cents per pound..."

As Zhang Tianhao slowly listened to the vegetable prices on the radio, he slowly picked up a pen and carefully wrote down the prices.

It seems like an ordinary price, but Zhang Tianhao knows that it is not simple.

The prices of the vegetables are the same, but if the order changes, then they can be formed into groups of numbers, and these numbers are the best means of transmitting information.

"Dear listeners, let me tell you today's vegetable prices again. If you need anything, please go and buy it in time. Here are today's vegetable prices: beef is 32 yuan per catty, pork is 29 yuan per catty..."

Zhang Tianhao immediately began to re-record the vegetable prices that had not been recorded, then put the entire sheet of paper on the table and began to recall some telegram codes.

After removing the first part of the price, he came to a conclusion.

"7 plots of land, 3 less, no use, Aunt 13 is gone."

Looking at this information, Zhang Tianhao still breathed a sigh of relief. This only showed that last night's operation was quite successful and caught the Japanese off guard.

The general meaning is: 7 people were killed or injured on the underground party side, 13 people were killed or injured under Zhang Tianhao, and no one was caught. In addition, Aunt 13 has left, which means that important pieces of intelligence have been collected and have now been transferred away.

If it wasn't a set message, no one would know what this meant. Even the Japanese would not have thought that there was such a secret hidden in the price of the vegetables.

As for the announcer, it was naturally Zhang Tianhao who was trained and then used his original identity and the relationship with the intelligence agent's family to get this position.

Of course, apart from Zhang Tianhao, not many people know about this relationship.

Yesterday, when this person was going to work, she passed by several streets and naturally paid attention to the secret code on the wall over there. When she saw it, she knew what it meant.

After receiving the radio, Zhang Tianhao walked to the window, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it lightly, and took a deep breath.

Taking a deep breath, he looked at his watch again. It was already nine o'clock in the morning.

He picked up the radio, tuned directly to a public channel, and waited carefully.

About half a minute later, he heard a few slight radio waves coming from this public channel. He quickly picked up a pen and began to record the radio waves.

A minute later, Zhang Tianhao put down his pen and listened to the telegram from the other party again.

Then he smiled bitterly.

The codeword I set was really unexpected.

In fact, there is only one content: good weather and good mood.

At first it sounded like a novice practicing telegraphing. Only if the people had agreed on it would they know what the code was, which was: Sanyo Factory is safe. (End of this chapter)

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