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Chapter 1851: Distributing leaflets

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    Chapter 1851: Distributing leaflets

    In the evening, Zhang Tianhao stayed at home and didn¡¯t go anywhere, but took a good rest.

    In fact, he could sleep there, and he began to think about the possibilities in all aspects. After all, at this point, he had to be prepared in all aspects.

    Any possible danger must be nipped in the bud, and he will not allow himself to find a loophole for the Japanese.

    In the end, he still didn¡¯t think of any good solutions. He could only take one step at a time. Except for the development of the intelligence department, he really didn¡¯t think of any good solutions.

    ¡°Dong dong dong!¡±

    Just when he was lying on the bed, not even thinking about eating dinner, he saw a knock on the door from outside.

    "Mr. Qin, are you at home? I'm Lao Tie. I'll bring you some dumplings!"

    The voice of his neighbor Lao Tie rang outside the door, making Zhang Tianhao stunned and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

    "It turns out to be Lao Tie. Just wait for me and I will open the door for you."

    He immediately got up, put on his leather shoes and came to the door. When he opened the door, he saw Lao Tie standing outside with a plate of dumplings.

    "Old man, you are too polite, come on, come in and sit for a while!"

    Zhang Tianhao was not polite and took the dumplings directly, then let Lao Tie in.

    "No, no, my mother-in-law made this. I don't know if it suits your taste. I heard that you are from Shanghai, so I don't know if you like it!"

    "Thank you so much. I'm from the south, and I still prefer eating dumplings. Let's do this. I have wine here. You can take a bottle back and drink it slowly, or you can drink some with me here. I have dumplings but no wine.  It¡¯s a great regret in life.¡±

    Zhang Tianhao laughed, pulled Lao Tie to the lobby, put the dumplings on the table, then took out a bottle of Changle wine on the side and put it directly into his hand.

    "I'm so embarrassed!"

    Lao Tie is also a person who likes to drink. His family is usually in a tight situation, so he is naturally reluctant to buy wine.

    "Ah, this can't be done, it can't be done!"

    "There are people who are so polite, take it, or else you can take this dumpling back!"

    When Lao Tie heard this, he felt a little embarrassed. After all, by exchanging a plate of dumplings for a bottle of wine, he really got a big advantage.

    "That's okay, but Mr. Qin, if you are at home alone and don't want to cook, come to my house to eat! I'll ask your sister-in-law to cook it for you!"

    "Then I'll go ahead and thank you, old man!"

    With that said, he pushed Lao Tie directly out of the house. In his helplessness, Lao Tie could only go back with a bottle of wine.

    After closing the door again, Zhang Tianhao looked at the dumplings on the table and sighed, then picked up a pair of chopsticks from the kitchen and started eating.

    Leek dumplings are very ordinary dumplings, with a whiff of leeks hitting your nostrils.

    Suddenly he put down his chopsticks and recalled the conversation with Lao Tie just now. His brows also frowned slightly. After all, Lao Tie just said that he was from Shanghai.

    You must know that he is from Shanghai. Except for the office or the special agents, no one else knows. How did this old man know?

    He also had countless doubts in his heart, and he immediately understood them.

    "This old man was bribed by the Japanese."

    Immediately, he understood in his heart that he could monitor his every move without spending a lot of money. This was absolutely cost-effective, but Lao Tie was not a professional agent, and he still accidentally revealed something that should not be revealed.

    "It seems that the Japanese are going to tighten their control over Xinjing again."

    But he was not polite, but slowly started eating.

    It wasn¡¯t that he was worried that Lao Tie wanted to harm him. If Lao Tie wanted to harm him, his expression would have already betrayed him.

    It can be seen that Lao Tie is quite sincere when he brings the dumplings.

    Thinking of this, he put his heart in his stomach. Once the identity of the agent is exposed, he will not be of much value.

    After checking the time, he held the dumplings and slowly walked out of the lobby. Then he looked outside. It was getting dark and Qian Jun was almost coming back.

    Originally, he wanted to inform Qian Jun, but he immediately rejected the idea. Basically, if there were no problems in the morning, he would meet them while eating wontons in the morning, around 7:30.

    If Zhang Tianhao has something to do, he will go early. If he has nothing to do, he will not go. If Qian Jun has something to do, he will go early. When the other person passes by, he will find the other person.

    ¡°?Okay, let¡¯s eat first!  "

    He quickly finished the dumplings on the plate and went directly to write a letter. He still had some things to do here. He wanted to write and print anti-Japanese leaflets.

    After eating the dumplings, he went directly into the room to write an article. There was not much content, he just wrote out some broadcasts on the radio.  And Japan brazenly launched an invasion war.

    This can inspire many people¡¯s anti-Japanese passion for the Japanese.

    "Japan's Atrocities" "Resistance under the Genocide"

    As he slowly wrote down the document, he then made simple modifications. After all, this was a ready-made article, and he only had to write it down from memory.

    Next he started printing in the basement without leaving any clues to himself.

    When all the flyers were printed, he looked at them and was stunned for a moment. It was already past eleven o'clock again.

    However, this is no longer important. What he has to do now is to distribute leaflets everywhere, but he cannot post them everywhere as usual, he can only scatter leaflets everywhere.

    After a short time, he left home and disappeared in this area.

    An hour later, he came to the street where the Japanese drove and randomly stole a car.

    After all, stealing a car is still too simple for him.

    The car started in the DC area, then went to a place where it dropped a handful of flyers, and then the car quickly disappeared on this street.

    More than a thousand leaflets were scattered in the four districts of his city. As for when he discovered them, he almost didn't have to guess. It is estimated that the police discovered them as soon as he stepped forward.

    When it was past three o'clock in the morning, he returned to the area near his home, put the car away, and then quickly sneaked back home like a cat.

    After all, Lao Tie is watching over him, so he better not make any noise.

    ¡­¡­

    "Jingle Bell!"

    Around two o¡¯clock in the middle of the night, while Changji in the village was sleeping at home, the phone at home suddenly rang for no reason.

    He turned on the light, then reached for the phone and answered it.

    "Head of the Village Section, something bad has happened. Someone is handing out leaflets everywhere in the city. Now we have organized manpower to start cleaning up, but there are too many, and the whole city is too big."

    "Anti-Japanese leaflets?"

    "Yes!" Director Qin said directly in a low voice. Obviously, there was nothing he could do to report here.

    "Baga, immediately collect the reactionary leaflets in the whole city, and find them for me at the same time. Arrest this damn anti-Japanese element who distributed the leaflets."

    "Section Chief, the other party is driving a car. Our people can't catch up. The other party has disappeared."

    "Baga, whose car is it? Check it out for me!"

    "That was Mitsui's Inoshita-kun's car. We didn't dare to follow it. Our people found that the flyers were thrown out of this car. They didn't even stop on the street and just threw a few flyers.  , and already left." Director Qin also helplessly told the true situation.

    "Baga, I will report to the director immediately." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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