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Close the door and lock it.

Zhou Ru dragged a small stool and sat near the door to select vegetables.

Although Li Hao's explanation of this telegram was very urgent, Zhou Ru did not panic.

She has her own logic and habits in doing things. The more important it is, the more urgent the telegram is, the more urgent it is.

When I was trained in Xiongzhenlou, the instructor taught that the more important the telegram is, it means that the danger brought by this telegram will increase by a factor of a significant increase.

Therefore, the more you are at this moment, the more you need to be careful, because only when the telegrapher is alive can the telegraph be successfully distributed.

The team leader gave her more specific teachings:

When you find that there are suspicious situations around you, it means that there are unknown dangers coming close.

The doubts on the person who looked very similar to Xin Xiangyin did not strictly mean that Zhou Ru could not notice the danger on her.

However, she was used to obeying Cheng Qianfan's explanation.

Zhou Ru knew that her experience was not enough when she was truly on the harsh front line. Don’t be self-righteous when encountering things. Every experience of the team leader was obtained in an extremely dangerous environment, and was a survival experience summarized from the gun.

Listen to the team leader.

More than ten minutes later, Zhou Ru opened the door and took out the leaves of her selected vegetable and threw them away.

At the same time, I brought two leftover sesame cakes.

This attracted a few little beggars.

"Sister, there is no bad seed." A little beggar took the sesame cake handed to him by Zhou Ru, took a big bite, swallowed it desperately, and whispered.

"Eat slowly, don't choke." Zhou Ru smiled and said to the beggars.

When I returned home again, I locked the door again.

She then entered the bedroom and locked the door.

Take out a suitcase from the mezzanine behind the wardrobe, open it, and take out the dispatcher.

The camouflage of the antenna was checked again and confirmed that it would not arouse suspicion from the outside world.

Her radio station is relatively small, and the biggest advantage is that the radio station only requires very small electricity.

Of course, for Zhou Ru, saving electricity is not the reason. The most important thing is that it is small in size and can be hidden in daily life.

However, because it is small electricity, the radio waves are expended further, and an antenna is required to be installed when sending the report.

Therefore, the camouflage of the antenna is particularly important.

The reason why the team leader chose this place for her was because there was a tall tree outside the bedroom window, with lush branches and leaves, and an antenna quietly stretched out. It was not to follow the map and be deliberately searched for it, and it would be impossible to see it.

Open the drawer on the right hand side, and a revolver lies in the drawer.

Zhou Ru glanced at the pistol, picked it up and checked the loading situation, confirmed it, and closed the drawer.

She took out her makeup box.

Use a blade to gently cut the cigarette roll.

Then use tweezers to pull the tobacco.

She found the fine information bar in the tobacco and opened it to read it.

Zhou Ru frowned slightly, and she picked up the magnifying glass and looked at the small words on it, and copied them on a piece of paper.

After copying it, I carefully looked at the content of the telegram.

Zhou Ru officially started sending newspapers.

...

"Stop." Ogasawara shouted at Xin Xiangyin.

Xin Xiangyin was granted a general amnesty.

"Look at the instrument." Ogasawara said to Xin Xiangyin viciously, "I'll go and get rid of it."

Xin Xiangyin used a towel to wipe his forehead and sweat on his cheeks while laughing.

After watching Ogasawara leave, he spat a strong mouthful of phlegm on the ground.

Li Hao drove back to the nearest Xue Huali Road, delivered herbal tea to Brother Fan, and reported Zhou Ru's discovery, and then walked back to Father Jin Road.

"You are right, there is indeed something wrong." Haozai handed a cigarette to Li Hao and whispered.

It has been several days since Hua Bingren was arrested, and no news of Hua Zi's rebellion has been reported.

Haozai cannot stay in Suzhou all the time, as it will only cause suspicion. Therefore, Haozai returned to the French Concession from Suzhou this morning and reported to the French Concession.

On the way back to the police station, he met Haozai and immediately asked Haozai to come and check it secretly first.

"I know this Xin Xiaokai, but I haven't seen this person before. I won't tell you if there is any problem with this person." Haozai blew up the ashes and glanced at Xin Xiangyin who was sitting on the handlebars not far away to rest, and continued, "You and I think this person should have pulled the guest out of the neighborhood, but now you have also seen that the rickshaw is still here."

He sneered, "In fact, this car has been circled around Father King Road."

"Walking around?" Li Hao thought.

"Yes." Haozai smiled, "You can't be a passenger who loves photography and is interested in the scenery of Father Jin Road. Let this coachman who eats, drinks, gambles and gambles pull him around the Father Jin Road."

"So, what are they looking for on Father Jin Road?" Li Hao said with a serious expression.

"Maybe it's someone, maybe something." Haozai thought, "there's a greater possibility of finding someone."

"Is Xin Xiangyin's problem or the passenger's problem?" Li Hao thought for a while and asked.

"The biggest possibility is that there are all problems." Haozai said, looking at the passenger who was waving his hands in a corner. "The rickshaw is going around in circles, and the passengers have always been this person, so the passenger must have problems."

...

Xin Xiangyin was exhausted and struggled to beat his waist.

The instruments under the carport are flashing red dots.

Xin Xiangyin thought he was dazzled at first.

He rubbed his eyes and looked again, the red dot was still flashing.

Hey, it's really red.

Xin Xiangyin walked forward, lay under the carport, staring at the red dots and looking at the strange ones.

...

"What are he looking at?" Haozai touched Li Hao's arm.

"What did the guest put in the seat?" Li Hao said uncertainly.

Both of them frowned, and then shook their heads together.

Not likely.

If they had made the right judgment before, Xin Xiangyin and the passenger were the same group, so the coachman naturally would not have been able to miss the things that the passengers had left, and the passengers were traumatized in the distance.

"Maybe there is something on the seat," Haozai said, "It's strange."

...

Xin Xiangyin was staring at the flashing red dots on the instrument, and suddenly thought that Ogasawara repeatedly reminded him that if he saw the flashing red dots, he should call him immediately.

I won't call you!

Xin Xiangyin said in his heart.

He counted thirty numbers silently, and probably delayed for thirty seconds. It seemed that these thirty seconds had successfully vented their anger and completed the revenge on Ogasawara. He was in a much better mood.

"Mr. Xiao, Mr. Xiao." Xin Xiangyin waved his arms first, then waved his towel, and shouted at Ogasawara, who was still stinging, "It's bright, red dots, red dots."

Ogasawara Masato was so happy that when he heard Xin Xiangyin's shout, he was unhappy and was about to get angry.

Then he saw Xin Xiangyin's waving towel and was shocked.

This was what he told Xin Xiangyin. If he found out, he would wave a towel and call him.

Then he heard the "red dot", and Ogasawara suddenly became excited. He wiped his butt with the oily newspaper he had just eaten the fat intestines, and didn't care whether it was clean. He picked up his pants and ran towards the rickshaw.

...

"How long has it been flashing?" Ogasawara looked at his right hand, and there was some feces on his hand. He took Xin Xiangyin's towel and wiped it, and asked anxiously.

"Just flash, I'll call you quickly." Xin Xiangyin glanced at the towel in his hand, and wanted to throw it away but didn't dare.

"Action." Ogasawara got on the rickshaw, stared at the red dots on the locator, and issued an order.

He looked at Xin Xiangyin, who seemed to be throwing away the towel, "If you dare to throw away the towel, I will let you go to sleep with Heitengjun."

The rickshaw driver would not and would not be willing to throw away his beloved towel.

Xin Xiangyin was frightened. He gritted his teeth and put the towel on his shoulder.

"Run slowly." Ogasawara ordered.
To be continued...