spy cloud

Is someone watching over there?

"Someone is watching us, and it's the Special Service. The detective team seems to have already withdrawn, but they only know we have medicine, not where it is?"

Old Zhou muttered something under his breath, clearly finding it hard to accept the unexpected turn of events.

"Is this a trap set by the Special Service? If it is, what will you do? And how much medicine do you have?"

"Not much, just one box, ordinary medicine."

"It's all money that our comrades below saved through hard work!"

"Sigh, you guys, you guys, you've done a good job, but you still need to be extra careful, otherwise it will be a big problem if the Japanese or spies find out."

Zhang Tianhao was somewhat helpless, but he had no choice but to take on this mess, since he was still in charge of the underground party's work.

"Time, place, contact person, etc."

"At noon today, at the Beiguo Hotel, table number seven, a small black leather suitcase measuring 1 feet, the contents of the suitcase are inside."

"Can't you handle this yourselves? Logically speaking, you can handle this on your own, right?"

"I know, but our contact person is already being watched by the Secret Service, and they still want me to go and make the contact? Isn't that too much trouble?"

“We have no way to contact him now, so we would like to ask you to come over. After all, we don’t know the person who was in contact with him. We only know that the other party will also be carrying a suitcase, and it will be the same suitcase.”

"Old Zhou, what you're doing isn't very ethical!"

"Young master, the capable should do more work!"

"Get lost! Can't you guys figure out a solution yourselves?"

Zhang Tianhao didn't say anything more and walked straight ahead. After all, he really had things to do and didn't want to stay here any longer; he had to go to work soon.

Around noon, he was going out again to the Beiguo Hotel to have lunch and see how to notify the other party.

As he walked, he pondered the question, considering that the Beiguo Hotel must have been quite busy with diners at that time.

With only a five-minute walk from home, Zhang Tianhao didn't linger and went straight to the hospital.

……

11:40 a.m.

Inside the lobby of the Beiguo Hotel, there weren't many people today, perhaps because of some other matters, but Zhang Tianhao, sitting there, naturally noticed the plainclothes officers vaguely visible all around him.

"Sir, please come in, please come in!"

As Zhang Tianhao reached the door, he saw a young waiter walk in, look at Zhang Tianhao, and immediately recognize him.

Clearly, Zhang Tianhao has a certain reputation in Shanghai, or rather, he often provides free treatment to many people in his daily work.

This made many people in Shanghai know him and feel grateful to him, after all, he had done a good deed.

"Oh, it's Dr. Wang! What brings you here for dinner today?"

"It's been a long time since I've come to your restaurant to try your signature dishes. I have an hour and a half break at noon, so I came over to have a bite before going back to work."

"Oh, I see. So, which hospital do you work at now?"

"I'm currently working as a doctor at the Shanghai Hospital, the one in Jiangwan. Although there aren't many staff members, it's not too busy, and my work is much easier."

"I see. So, Dr. Wang, are you still planning to offer free clinics this weekend?"

"In preparing for the free clinic, I also need to improve my medical skills, otherwise I might not be able to treat more complicated diseases in the future, right?"

"Please, please!"

“Okay!” Zhang Tianhao looked around and then walked directly toward table number seven.

"Let's sit here today!"

There are thirteen tables in the hall, but only six of them are occupied. Table number seven is empty, which suggests that someone may have left it there on purpose.

"Dr. Wang, this table number seven has already been reserved. Do you think we could use another table?"

When Zhang Tianhao was about to sit down at table number seven, the waiter apologized somewhat embarrassedly, after all, they really couldn't afford to offend the people from the Special Service Department.

"Okay, let's go straight to seat number eight. That seat is pretty good, since we still have to go to work after lunch!"

"Ok!"

Zhang Tianhao also arrived at table number eight, sat down, and looked around.

Although only seven tables were occupied, there were seventeen people eating in the entire hall, though most of them were young people.

However, most of them seemed to have complicated backgrounds, or rather, they all carried a faint but palpable aura of killing intent.

For someone like Zhang Tianhao, who is highly sensitive to murderous intent, it was quite clear.

"Interesting. Of the thirteen people, ten of them exude murderous intent!"

"Dr. Wang, your food is ready in a moment!"

"Row!"

The waiter left immediately and ran towards the kitchen to inform them to prepare the dishes. Zhang Tianhao sat there, poured himself a glass of water, and slowly drank it.

"That is……"

Suddenly, he realized that one of the plainclothes officers was actually one of his own men, someone he had already planted in the intelligence department, and he gave a wry smile.

Zhang Tianhao didn't say much, but went straight to the bathroom.

The bathroom was just a room at the back of the first floor, and there was one on the second floor as well, but Zhang Tianhao did not go up to the second floor. Instead, he used the bathroom on the first floor.

Upon arriving at the bathroom, he looked around and noticed that there was an empty space above the toilet.

Turning my head to look at the bathroom ceiling, I saw that it was also made of panels nailed together, and most importantly, there was a movable cover on top of it.

She went to the sink, turned on the tap, and slowly began to wash her hair.

After the inspection, he flushed the toilet and walked out of the bathroom, his hands still wet, as if he had just been to the bathroom.

However, no one expected what he did in the bathroom.

After leaving the restroom, I returned to table number eight and sat down. Less than five minutes later, I saw the waiter carrying some dishes over.

"Dr. Wang, your meal is complete except for a soup!"

"Alright, you can go now!"

As he spoke, he handed over the money, knowing he would be leaving soon after finishing his meal and wouldn't have much time.

Then he lowered his head and started eating, not thinking about anything else at all.

Before we knew it, it was already midnight.

Then they saw a young woman carrying a small black leather suitcase, about 1.5 feet in size, walk in and head directly in Zhang Tianhao's direction.

When the young woman walked to seat number seven and prepared to sit down, she also lowered her head to put down her small suitcase first.

But when she looked down, she saw a small note on the stool. The paper was gray, but there was one word on it. (End of Chapter)