spy cloud

Zhang Tianhao was walking on the street of the old east gate of Nanjing City, looking at the pedestrians around him, especially the shops, into which he also walked.

After all, he walked in and glanced at the owner of the store.

"Sir, you are here!"

"Boss, I'm an old customer of yours, please give me some side dishes this time!"

"Look at what you said, you said, I have to prepare it for you too!"

"Yes, it's the same old wine from last time, and two ounces more!"

As Zhang Tianhao spoke, he used hypnosis to hypnotize the shopkeeper, making him have a deep impression of him.

"Boss, we're old acquaintances. You won't give me any more discounts even if I come today!"

"Sir, may I ask your name?"

When the boss heard this, he felt a little embarrassed. After all, Zhang Tianhao seemed to be an old acquaintance, so why couldn't he remember him today?

"No need to mention your surname Zhang!"

"Mr. Zhang, do you live here too?"

"I'm Old Zhang who lives in Yard No. 13. Have you all forgotten me? Although I don't come out very often, I used to have a master named Ajin at home. Now that he has gone home, I naturally have to come out too!"

"Oh, you are Lao Zhang. Look at me, you rarely come out. Now I just remembered. Sorry, sorry, I will treat you to morning tea today!"

"You're welcome, you're welcome!"

Zhang Tianhao also smiled and looked around.

At the same time, he hypnotized all the guests in the teahouse, making them realize that Zhang Tianhao was the old Zhang next door, Zhang Wencai.

"Brother Zhang, you're here!"

"Brother Zhang, long time no see!"

With the shouting, even the shopkeeper became a little confused. After all, he couldn't remember when Zhang Tianhao had been here.

"Hello everyone, I'm so sorry. I've been staying at home recently, occasionally going out to do some small business. Now, I'm going to rest at home for a while these few days."

"indeed so!"

Zhang Tianhao also greeted the people here with a smile, even the waiter, so that everyone could get to know him again.

"Lao Zhang, I heard that you made some money from your business recently?"

"Alas, what kind of money do I make? I'm the same as everyone else. Look at me, do I look like I've made much money? Now I'm almost penniless."

"Haha, if you're not good enough, then we are even worse off!"

"If I didn't have a store to support me, I might not even be able to afford food. It's so difficult, so difficult!"

“It’s difficult for everyone, it’s difficult for everyone!”

"Okay, have some tea!"

"Yes, tea!"

……

In the courtyard of No. 13.

Zhang Tianhao looked at the telegram in front of him, and his expression became a little strange.

"Have the Japanese sent the fake tripod to Japan?"

Looking at the message above, his expression became a little strange. After all, the special real tripod had been put away by him, and as for his fake tripod, it was collected by the Japanese in the country.

"Interesting, really interesting. It seems that the tripod is really special. Especially since it disappeared, even I can't find it. This is the strangest thing."

"Not only that, there is another important question, which is how did the Japanese discover the function of this tripod? Or did they not discover the use of this tripod at all?"

Thinking of this, his expression became even weirder.

He also looked up a lot of information, especially in the library in Shanghai, and he also went to look up ancient books, but still found nothing.

I even asked some antique experts, but they didn't know either. What exactly is the reason why the Japanese value this ancient tripod?

Zhang Tianhao also silently turned off the radio, then looked at the radio in front of him, put it away, and looked at the code on it again.

Suddenly, a special term appeared in his mind: Kyushu!
He was completely shocked. After all, how could such a term appear in his brain?

It seemed to be rising from the bottom of his heart.

"It can't be the Jiuzhou Ding!"

If that was true, he didn't know what to say.

Jiuzhou Ding, this is only a tripod that exists in myths and legends. If it really appeared, he could hardly imagine it.

"Ugh!"

After thinking about it, I couldn't come up with anything, so I gave up.

Anyway, his strength was not enough now and there was no way for him to detect these things, so he just gave up.

……

"Master, I just received news that No. 76 in Shanghai is finished!"

In an apartment on Sichuan Road in Nanjing, Zhang Tianhao sat on a small chair opposite, looking at a young man who was burning charcoal in his hands.

"Oh, when did you get the news?"

"I just got this news. I heard about it. Do you remember Er Gou was at the Nanjing Special Agents Headquarters?"

"It turned out to be him. I haven't seen him for a long time. Is he doing well now?"

"He's living pretty well, but it's a pity that he doesn't want to stay there. It's torture!"

"Yeah, it's too torturous. We are all brothers, and sometimes we have to take action. Ergou asked me several times to quit the secret service headquarters."

"It's difficult, just bear with it!"

Zhang Tianhao also knew that the Nanjing Special Agent Headquarters could indeed provide a lot of intelligence, but now the Nanjing Special Agent Headquarters had changed.

Now the Nanjing Special Agent Headquarters has been constantly doing business with northern Jiangsu, and it can be said that it is making a lot of money.

However, they were just some basic necessities of life. As for luxury goods, they were still sold to Chongqing. In northern Jiangsu, where there was nothing but poverty, there were only basic supplies.

The transactions between Nanjing and northern Jiangsu are all about basic supplies, and they can be done by simply crossing the river. For the spy headquarters in Nanjing, this is just a matter of a word.

Both sides maintain a certain tacit understanding.

This is also the reason why Zhang Tianhao dared not go to Shanghai to smuggle goods anymore. After all, the surveillance in Shanghai is much tighter than in Nanjing.

"By the way, have you heard about the training camp of the Nanjing Flying Fox Group?"

"Flying Fox Group, I don't know, and what is the Flying Fox Group?"

"You don't know. You can ask other brothers later. I want to know about the training camp of the Flying Fox Group. This is a spy training camp set up by the Japanese. It is full of Chinese. After all, it is just a preparatory camp."

"Ok!"

"By the way, Master, where can I find you?"

"Three days later, come to the No. 13 courtyard near the Old East Gate to find me. I will be there. At other times, I may not be there. I may be wandering around other places in Nanjing."

"Ok!"

When the young man heard this, he was stunned for a moment and immediately responded.

Zhang Tianhao still didn't get the answer he wanted, so he turned around and walked outside.

In Nanjing, he also has several lines, and he has to run them well. At the same time, he will examine these people. If there is no problem, he will still train about the Flying Fox group training camp.

"Oh, this is really troublesome!"

He thought about it, but his expression remained calm, but there was a hint of disappointment in his eyes. (End of this chapter)