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- Zhang Tianhao walked out of Xu Yaoqian's office and went directly to his own office. Relatively speaking, he didn't find out anything.
He had already learned how tight-lipped Xu Yaoqian was, and he only came to him with the idea of ??giving it a try.
As soon as he walked out of the office, he saw Li Chenghu, He Xiangjiang, Dong Biqi, and Tian Zhongya heading towards Kang Zihua's office.
¡°Obviously there is something urgent this time, otherwise it would be impossible for the Intelligence Section and Operations Section to come together for a meeting.
But without notifying him and Xu Yaoqian, it was really hard for him to inquire now.
When he returned to the office, it was as if nothing had happened. Instead, he quietly looked at the document that An Qi had prepared, and then he signed it.
"Chief Zhang, I will take it over to the director to sign it now. Just wait. If it is approved, I will ask someone to get the money to deal with it!"
"You can go there later. When I went upstairs just now, it seemed that people from the Intelligence Department had gone in for a meeting." Zhang Tianhao thought for a moment and said calmly.
¡°Have a meeting, that¡¯s okay!¡±
An Qi also knew that Kang Zihua was having a meeting with someone, so it was not good to disturb him.
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At noon, Angel sat alone by the window in Barton Cafe, drinking coffee quietly, and there was a book "Red and Black" on the table in front of her.
Sitting there elegantly, gently stirring the coffee in the cup, smelling the aroma of the coffee in the cup, then looking at the tin of sugar cubes on the small plate, picking up two sugar cubes, placing them habitually, and then Stir it up.
At this time, a waiter came over and casually glanced at the book "Red and Black" on the table. Then he walked over and asked casually: "Miss, do you have any other instructions?"
"No!"
As she spoke, she took out a piece of paper from her small handbag and put it on the waiter's tray. Then she said with a smile: "Any more is a tip."
"Thank you, miss!"
When the waiter heard this, he immediately showed a happy expression, then walked towards another customer with a tray and gave him a cup of coffee.
If Zhang Tianhao were here, he would definitely recognize that this is the waiter who cleans the bathroom in Xiaoyue Restaurant. He has now worked as a waiter in Barton Cafe.
¡°Obviously An Qi also recognizes this waiter, and the waiter also recognizes her.
After giving the money, An Qi sat there and drank coffee slowly, looking at the scene on the street outside from time to time, her expression was a little more indifferent.
Half an hour later, she stood up, walked outside, got into the car, and drove toward the station. After all, it was time to go to work soon.
And not long after she left, she saw a person from the intelligence department pick up a small book and record the time, place and people she came into contact with.
It¡¯s just that he didn¡¯t notice that if he entered, he would recognize the waiter they had seen before.
"gone!"
The two pushed their bicycles towards the station respectively, with the car in front and their bicycles behind, and there was not much difference in speed.
But An Qi didn¡¯t know that her whereabouts had already been recorded.
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In the cathedral, Du Xinran was sitting there, and there was another person beside her, Father Ma Zhongliang, who was quietly explaining to Du Xinran the practical experience of underground work.
Whenever Du Xinran has time, she will come over to listen to the specific practical experience Ma Zhongliang told him, which is very valuable to her.
I believe that it will not take long for Du Xinran to become a qualified underground worker. What she lacks now is experience in underground work.
As for all kinds of training, there is really no need for it. Zhang Tianhao has already helped her train. He even trains her at home now when he has time.
It¡¯s just that the two people¡¯s training movements are relatively light, and there¡¯s nothing that can be done about it.
"Xinran, I didn't expect that Xu Renjie would rebel. A good comrade was not as good as a big boy and rebelled directly. It really made me sad. I said something was wrong yesterday."
"Fortunately, you found out in time, otherwise if you go again, you might not be able to come back. There are probably a lot of spies ambushing you there!" Du Xinran also said in a low voice. When she heard Ma Zhongliang, her face also changed. A brief moment of worry, even though it was over.
"By the way, Xinran, you have been coming to my place more frequently during this period of time. This can easily attract others' attention, especially that Zhang Tianhao. My experience has been similar during this period.Well, if there is nothing important in the future, it would be better for us not to meet. "
Ma Zhongliang was still a little worried and said: "In addition, he is also a student, not a Catholic. Now that he has become a religious believer, it will be easier for others to doubt him."
Indeed, Du Xinran also knew that she had indeed visited the cathedral a lot more during this period, and nodded, saying she would come back on Sundays.
In addition, if you have anything to ask her, you can call her home.
Seeing Du Xinran stand up, Ma Zhongliang also stood up and wanted to reach out to stop him, but his hand still did not reach out. After all, he knew Du Xinran's suffering. Marrying a big spy was not easy in itself. You have to face this big spy every day, you can imagine how you feel.
In his eyes, Du Xinran's marriage to Zhang Tianhao was a sacrifice, a sacrifice for the revolution. He could not stop it or dissuade her.
After a while, when he saw Du Xinran approaching the door, he said: "Xinran, take care!"
" Du Xinran's footsteps also stopped, but he did not look back. Instead, after a pause, he continued to walk forward and stepped out of the cathedral door.
Ma Zhongliang looked at the disappearing figure of Du Xinran, feeling melancholy again.
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In the third outer district in the west of the city, Qiao Li was sitting in the hall of a small courtyard. This was a safe house he had set up, and his wife and son were both sent away by him on the same day.
Looking at the newspaper in his hand, he wanted to find some news about the city, but he couldn't find out anything now. After all, he knew a lot of people with his face.
Xu Renjie, he didn¡¯t know anything about the situation at Mingxiang Dashalou or Ma Zhongliang.
He really wanted to call Lao Song to find out about the situation, but the idea that had just arisen in him was immediately extinguished. It was easy to make a phone call, but if the call was made, his safety and Lao Song's safety would become a problem.
He was extremely depressed and couldn't calm down. As for Mrs. Chen, he didn't know how to deal with it. He was really not suitable to show up now.
His line is now like a kite with its string broken. The withdrawal of his central figure has left the entire transportation team line in a semi-waste state.
Looking at the car in the yard, I also had a wry smile, because the car was good, but the only bad thing was that it ran out of gas.
He is usually frugal, but he has been reluctant to use it for a long time, and now he has no gasoline. He could have retreated further, but the problem was that he had no gas. If you want to walk, you can only rely on your legs. How long will it take?
"It seems that this phone number will not work, but it is not suitable for calling Lao Song. Let's buy some on the black market. This will still be enough for a while."
Thinking of this, he picked up the money, gave himself a simple make-up, and walked out of the house. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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