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He carefully wrote the secret code, then took out a cigarette, carefully took out the tobacco inside, then rolled up the prepared secret code paper and placed it in the middle of the cigarette paper.

Then carefully spread the tobacco on the cigarette paper until all the tobacco is inside, and then carefully roll up the cigarette paper again.

He carefully placed the cigarette into the cigarette box beside him, then looked around with satisfaction.

He solemnly put away the marked cigarette and put the cigarette box back into his pocket before he breathed a sigh of relief.

Even though this is the case, Afeng has no idea how many times he has done this. Sometimes, even when other people come to send secret codes, the results are basically the same.

After tidying up, Afeng took off his coat, changed into other clothes, put on a hat, and even prepared some things.

After some simple dressing up, Afeng's appearance has changed dramatically.

In the store on the first floor, San Ya looked at A Feng who was dressed strangely in front of her, and she knew that she might not be able to sleep again tonight, or she had a mission tonight.

"Do you want me to accompany you there?"

"No, just keep an eye on it at home. I might be out for a while."

"understand!"

The two of them had a brief exchange, and then watched Afeng walk out of the shop. San Ya picked up the door panel and started to put it up. After all, it was already dark at this time, and there would generally not be any customers coming.

……

On the other side, Zhang Tianhao returned home and sat on the second floor, his brain working even faster.

After all, he also had to think about how to send the telegram next. It was not that he didn't want to send it to the people below, but time did not allow it.

The most important thing is that safety is a big problem.

But he immediately couldn't help but smile bitterly. With Lin Xiaowan at home, it was quite simple to hand the matter over to her as the communicator and then pass it on to the group's radio operator.

After all, Lin Xiaowan worked at the telegraph office, and it was quite easy to send a telegram there, not to mention that a telegram only took one or two minutes.

However, he immediately couldn't help but smile bitterly.

After all, the telegraph office is usually open during the day and no one is there at night, and his matter is quite urgent, so it must be sent out as soon as possible.

"Let's find a place to send the message, otherwise it will be really troublesome."

Once he made up his mind about something, he would soon find a way out.

Instead of going anywhere else, he went directly to the Japanese territory to send the message, and he even planned to send the message to the gendarmerie or other Japanese agencies.

Even though these places are difficult to enter, within his territory, these people have no power to fight back at all.

As for killing, although he wanted to do it, this was not what he wanted.

No matter how powerful a person is or how many people he kills, it is meaningless.

But it's still okay to charge some interest.

Just like this, no one expected that tonight, all the weapons, radio stations, and even some important documents of the more than 500 Japanese military police disappeared overnight.

As for the people in the gendarmerie, they all seemed to be asleep and did not make any unnecessary movements at all, which also attracted more attention from the Japanese.

But this will always be a mystery to be solved. After all, the Japanese never imagined that such a thing would happen.

At the entrance of an alley, Afeng stood in front of a grocery store, smoking a cigarette, looking around, even looking at the middle-aged man in the store.

He looked around and made sure it was safe before he slowly walked into the grocery store.

Although it is called a grocery store, there is actually nothing in the store. Many supplies are so scarce that it is extremely difficult to do business.

"Sir, what would you like to buy?"

The boss was also stunned when he saw Afeng walking in, and did not recognize who was in front of him.

"Hello, I heard that there is Ten Fragrance Soft Gold Powder here, I wonder if it is true?"

When the boss heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then he couldn't help laughing, with confusion written all over his face.

"Sir, you must be kidding me. I have never heard of it. I have only heard of the No. 9 big incense, not the Tenth Incense or anything like that."

"Maybe I remembered it wrong. Give me ten sticks of incense so I can go back and pay my respects to the old man. Is that ok?"

"I'll give you two more!" The boss understood the signal when he heard it, and smiled and made a gesture of invitation to Afeng. Then he came to a curtain, raised his hand gently, pulled the curtain aside, and made a gesture of invitation to Afeng.

"Sir, please, the goods are inside."

"Thank you!"

Afeng walked in naturally, and then looked at the small warehouse at the back, which contained a lot of groceries.

The boss walked to the door, looked around, and then closed the door casually, as if he was closing the shop for the evening.

In the inner room, there was a young woman sitting. Although not very pretty, she was above average.

"May I ask you are……"

The woman glanced at Afeng and asked softly.

"Hello, I am here to burn fourteen incense sticks, Fengtang."

"It's Fengtang, please take a seat!"

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The woman looked up and down at Afeng, who didn't even take off his glasses and hat, and was a little confused. After all, not many people here knew about it.

"I wonder what's the matter with Hall Master Feng coming here?"

"Urgent, No. 1!"

"understand!"

The woman looked at Afeng, and then waited for Afeng to take out the things.

Afeng didn't hesitate at all, but took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket, especially the one with a special mark, and put it directly on the table.

He then folded the cigarette in the middle, revealing the small piece of paper inside, and once again solemnly handed it to the woman's hand.

"Urgent. Extremely urgent."

"Yes!"

The woman did not say much, but came to the side of the shelf, looked at the ground, took out a dagger from her body, and carefully lifted the floor tile.

Then, he saw Zhang Tianhao's radio under the floor tiles. This was a miniature radio station specially made by him. When he sent messages from Shanghai, they could basically be received thousands of miles away.

He took out the radio, turned it on, then carefully opened the secret message and took a close look at it.

"Old Han, go guard outside the door."

She gave a direct instruction to the boss who was about to come in, with a little more seriousness in her eyes.

"Okay, how long?"

"Two minutes!"

The woman glanced at the secret message, calculated the time in her head, and then spoke slowly.

"it is good!"

Two minutes is not a very long time. If nothing unexpected happens, there is no need to worry about being discovered by the Japanese. After all, it is only two minutes.

Old Han walked out of the room again, and then came to the door, and began to walk out of the alley, looking around. Walking out of the alley would make it easier to find the direction-finding car.

Two minutes later, Old Han coughed twice at the door, then walked back to the entrance of the alley and began to observe carefully.

The woman immediately adjusted the frequency to Channel 1 and began sending messages to the distance.

Afeng had been keeping his eye on the woman, even during the entire process of sending the message, but the nervousness in his eyes was still quite obvious.

Two minutes later, the telegram stopped.

"All right!"

"it is good!"

A Feng took out a match and burned the secret message directly, while the woman turned off the power, put away the radio, put it back to its original position, and put down the floor tiles. (End of this chapter)