As for the confidential room, although Zhang Tianhao has been here before, he did not enter at will. Except for checking some documents, he cannot enter at will.
"No, why do I feel that this room seems a bit small!"
Zhang Tianhao immediately recalled the floor plan of the entire second floor. He couldn't help but measure his steps back and forth, and soon thought of the size of the conference room opposite. It seemed that it was the same size as the conference room, but a little smaller.
"Is there a partition wall here? Or is there a darkroom here?"
He couldn¡¯t help but feel doubts in his heart, and immediately started looking around.
Gently pushed the cabinet, but the cabinet seemed to sink, and he didn't push it at all. Moreover, he started to look around. After all, if he wanted to open it, there must be a mechanism somewhere.
I searched around the table and couldn't find any mechanism.
Then he began to look around the room again. At this moment, there were bursts of footsteps outside. As soon as he heard it, he knew that the patrol was coming. Then he immediately turned off the flashlight, then sneaked to the door and started to get nervous. stand up.
If you are caught, no matter what the reason, you will be shot.
Now he didn¡¯t even dare to take a breath. It wasn¡¯t until the patrol left that he breathed a sigh of relief, and then carefully looked at the row of file shelves.
Looking up at the wall, he suddenly saw a portrait. It was a painted painting, which was obviously out of place.
"What is going on? Why is the painting here on this side of the wall and not on the opposite wall? Is there anything special about it?" He walked over directly and wanted to lift the painting.
But when he tried, he was stunned and couldn't take it off, so he opened the painting to one side, and the whole painting was like a door, opening to one side.
He took a flashlight and looked up, and saw a button behind the painting, which was obviously used to open something.
"Okay, that's great, I finally found it, found it!"
He gently pressed the button, heard a slight sound, and saw that a door opened on the side of the original filing cabinet, and the original filing cabinet retreated inwards.
He immediately walked over, then walked into the small door, and looked carefully. It was only about one meter wide, with a desk lamp on one side, a file cabinet on the other, and a safe underneath.
Looking at the top of the filing cabinet, Zhang Tianhao couldn't help but be stunned. It was all money, and there were also a lot of jewelry and gold bars. If counted, it would be at least hundreds of thousands.
"I really want to curse people for having so much money."
Zhang Tianhao looked at the money and immediately had the idea of ??robbing it. However, he did not touch the money. Instead, he looked at the safe. What he cared about was the documents inside.
After taking more than a minute to open the safe, he saw several documents stored inside. He couldn't help but be surprised. He carefully took out the documents from inside, and then saw that the document bags were all printed with top secret. words.
?Obviously these files are not ordinary files, if ordinary files are still outside.
Carefully opening one of the files, he saw the file that had been used to infiltrate the red zone when he was still Shen Zhihe. There were several names on it.
There are not many, only three, but all three names have been entered.
He took out his camera and took pictures carefully, and then took pictures of one document after another. There were also infiltration plans executed by Kang Zihua. There were only four of them. As for the other two, Zhang Tianhao had not found them and they were probably dead. gone, or missing.
Next, there is the latest one, which is the whereabouts of 33 people. They have already been planned. As for where to go to the west, he did not expect that it is not directly entering the red zone, but moving in the red zone. In places that intersect with the Kuomintang-controlled areas, they basically use some identities to infiltrate the local underground party.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? All four documents, even though Zhang Tianhao only glanced at them briefly, felt that they were all old foxes with deep plans, but they were all taken over by him.
He hurriedly put away these documents, then reset all these things, and carefully closed the door. His heart was about to jump out of his chest at this time.
When he came out again, he found that he had been inside for half an hour, and this was the second time the patrol had passed the door.
When the patrol retreated, he quickly exited the confidential room, and then carefully sneaked into the Party Affairs Office.
He has never been so nervous before, and he stayed too long this time.
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When he got home, he carefully walked into the basement and turned on the phone.?, I started developing photos. Although there were not many, there were still thirteen photos, which was enough.
Looking at so many photos and the text on them, he felt a headache. After all, how long will the contents of these files be delivered?
No, in order to prevent long nights and nightmares, all documents must be sent out!
Zhang Tianhao thought for a while, then immediately walked out of the house with the photo and walked towards the west of the city. He was careful along the way and drove directly towards the west mountain at the risk of being almost discovered.
"After all, there are some things, and he should prevent long nights and dreams!"
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Several special sounds suddenly came from the telecommunications department on duty in Yan'an. The dozing operator immediately cheered up, then picked up his earphones and began to reply.
Then, the telegram started to be collected. Half an hour later, the operator did not expect that he had already written down seven pieces of paper, but the telegram was not over yet, which surprised him.
When the time reached 45 minutes, he had accepted all the content. He breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but mutter: "There is so much content this time."
Looking at the pieces of paper, there were 12 pieces of paper, he had never thought that so much content was sent at once, and he even doubted whether it was a love letter sent.
Even for love letters, there are not so many, but his task is only to record them, and he should not know anything else. The order from above is that no matter how many telegrams he receives, he must write them down word for word.
After sorting out so many telegrams and newspapers, he immediately went in another direction.
"Team leader, are you asleep? There is a specific telegram!"
It was already past two o'clock in the night. Qin Yuxiang had already gone to bed, and she was sleeping deeply. However, the knock on the door outside woke her up.
"Specific telegram!"
As she lit the oil lamp, she got up and looked at Xiao He holding the telegram outside. She took it and said with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work, Xiao He. You should be fine tonight. Go to sleep!"
"yes!"
Qin Yuxiang returned to the room with the telegraph newspaper, and then she was a little confused. After all, Zhang Tianhao had posted more than a dozen pictures. When had Zhang Tianhao sent so much content? This was too exaggerated.
"However, she patiently began to decode the code. As she continued to decode the code, it took an hour and a half before she had finished decoding the code. She looked carefully and was stunned for a while, not much less surprised than Zhang Tianhao.
"How could it be like this? It's just part of the infiltration plan, just part of Peiping. If all the spies from all over the country infiltrate, wouldn't it mean that our place"
She didn¡¯t dare to think about it anymore, so she immediately put on her clothes, took the code and went outside and called two guards to accompany her to the old lady. After all, these documents were too important, and she still felt uneasy alone. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com