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- Chapter 1995 Why is it her again?
It¡¯s just that now that he came in with other guards in the entire room, all traces have been almost erased, and even looking for the smell is impossible.
He finally felt relieved.
And August¡¯s failure to pursue it also means that this matter is over.
"Okay, you all can exit. It's okay now. But Fred, when you arrange people in the future, open the door. In addition to the station entrance, there should be one person in the room. Feel free to pay attention to whether anyone comes in my room. .¡±
"yes!"
Zhang Tianhao also exited Augustus's room, but he knew that this time Augustus did not pursue the case, or he had no intention of participating in it at all, so the whole process became quite smooth. If If we really want to investigate, there may still be some traces that can be traced.
When he returned to the room, it was still dark because he had closed the curtains, and even the street lights outside did not shine a trace of light.
He took out his gloves and all the things he had just stolen, and couldn't help but be stunned.
Because he saw that there was a trace of fluorescent powder on his gloves, which could be seen clearly in the dark.
"No wonder Augustus didn't pursue the case. It turned out that he discovered the fluorescent powder. It's a pity that I don't have this thing on me."
He sighed, then looked at his hands and gloves. Only the fingers of the gloves were stained with fluorescent powder, and there was indeed no fluorescent powder on his body.
When he thought of the scene in the room where Ross accidentally turned off the light, he started to think twice. It wasn't that August didn't want to call the police, but he did so when he was sure that Zhang Tianhao and the four guards were fine. .
"So insidious!"
He let out a long sigh, and then regained his composure. After all, he did not expect that this Augustus was so insidious, and if he was not careful, he might live or die.
It may seem casual, but in fact every action has great knowledge.
The next day, Zhang Tianhao got up at six o'clock as usual, then washed up and went out to prepare something to eat.
When he arrived at the lobby, before he left, he saw a waiter coming over. After confirming that it was Zhang Tianhao, he said very politely: "Hello, sir, are you Mr. Qin Yuwen?"
Zhang Tianhao was also stunned. After all, the waiter knew him. He was not surprised, but he was still waiting for him here, which obviously surprised him.
"Yes, what can I do?"
¡°That¡¯s right, here is a letter left by your friend, let me forward it to you!¡±
The waiter smiled and took out an envelope and handed it over.
"Thanks!"
Zhang Tianhao took the envelope, then took it out and looked at it. There were a few Chinese characters written on the envelope, but it was a little awkward. Mr. Qin Yuwen opened it.
He immediately took out the letter inside, then read it, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.
Inside is a letter written in German. It means that August went to visit the mine with the interpreter from the city government and wanted him to have more rest. Since he had an interpreter, he didn't want to overwork him anymore and wanted him to have more rest.
After he finished reading it, he also took a breath, then put the letter away again and put it in his pocket.
As for those translators, he believed there would be no problem. As for Augustus, he felt helpless and abandoned him, or did not trust him.
"Interesting, congratulations! Stay safe!"
"Hello, may I ask, do you know where those Germans went? When did they leave?"
"Sir, as for where they went, I don't know. I just know that at five o'clock, that is, after dawn, a special car came to pick them up and leave." The waiter immediately explained the situation.
"Thanks!"
He thanked him again, walked out of the Peace Hotel, and waved to a rickshaw.
When he saw the rickshaw, he immediately ran over and said hello to him in a low voice, then stopped the car.
¡°Excuse me, sir, where are you going?¡±
"What time did you come here to wait in the morning?" He looked at the rickshaw and asked lightly while getting on the rickshaw, and then looked forward again.
"Sir, I came here early after dawn. What can I do for you, sir?"
"That's right, you know those Germans took the bus to that place in the morningDirection? "As he sat down, he pointed forward, casually, and then said, "If you see it, tell me. "
"Oh, are you talking about a few tall foreigners? When I arrived, they also came downstairs and seemed to be heading west. As for where they were going, I don't know."
"Oh, go find a good breakfast restaurant in front!" Zhang Tianhao said directly, then sat in the car without saying any more, but thinking about what he would do next.
But when we got here, it seemed like there was really nothing to do. After all, when he arrived in Harbin, he was completely unfamiliar with the place. Even if you want to do something, you still don¡¯t have any manpower.
He sighed in his heart, and then felt helpless again. He seemed to be a complete decoration here, and his effect was not as great as he imagined.
Arriving at the small beach where breakfast was held in front, he casually ordered some noodles and ate them slowly.
"Boss, this is the noodle you want. Please use it slowly."
Zhang Tianhao asked for a newspaper and sat there, reading the newspaper while waiting.
Two or three minutes later, the boss directly brought a bowl of noodles to Zhang Tianhao and placed it on the table in front of him.
"Um!"
News about the joint development of mines between Germany and Japan is written in the newspaper. As for other news, so-called economists are constantly advocating that the Northeast's economy is recovering, and even under Japanese rule, the days will get better and better. The better.
Such news is only used for external publicity. For people like them, it is just a fart. What use is there?
Picking up the chopsticks, he picked up the noodles in the bowl a few times, and then started eating.
¡°Compared to eating in a restaurant, he prefers to eat some food on the beach outside, which has a more comprehensive taste.
¡°Bah bang bang!¡±
Zhang Tianhao had only taken three or four bites when he heard bursts of gunfire from the street in the distance. All the guests who were still eating also moved back and prepared to hide.
Even the boss of Xiaotan had to hide behind his flatbed truck and carefully look at the shooting place. Some customers even put down their bowls and turned around and ran away.
"Zhang Tianhao is so depressed. It's so damn annoying that someone disturbs him after he takes a bite of breakfast. This makes him miserable.
As for the old man in Xiaotan, he was on the verge of tears. After all, it was a small business, but all the customers ran away. He was probably going to lose money again in the morning.
¡°Damn it, my money, my money!¡±
Seeing that several bowls fell to the ground and broke into pieces, he also shouted a few words in a low voice, but did not dare to stick his head out. And Zhang Tianhao also hid beside him.
With a sigh, he took out a stack of military tickets from his pocket and placed it directly next to him. Then he retreated, hid behind a table, and looked up at the place where the gun was fired.
"How could it be her?"
He looked up and saw three people running towards this side, fighting back while running. (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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