MTL - My Spy Years-Chapter 1005v3 Biscuits (ask for a monthly ticket)
Chapter 1005 Shaobing (seeking monthly pass)
“The Ottoman Empire captured Constantinople, the capital of the Eastern Roman Empire, and Constantine XI, the last emperor of the Eastern Roman Empire, died in battle. The Eastern Roman Empire, which has been passed down for thousands of years, perished. This year is also considered to be the end of the Middle Ages in Europe.”
"In October, the British army in Bordeaux surrendered to the French army, and France regained all the territory except Calais. The Hundred Years' War between Britain and France ended."
Zhou Ru's eyes first stayed on Constantine XI.
Zhou Ru is most concerned about the names of people that appear on this page. When she saw Constantine XI, her eyes shrank.
Then I saw the name of Constantine XI circled, followed by reading notes:
Poor man, it's not his fault, he's done enough, no one else could have saved Rome.
'no'.
Zhou Ru understood.
Her gaze stayed on the following text.
Bordeaux, Bordeaux red wine.
Hundred Years' War, Thyme.
The most important thing is that the word "British Army" was drawn in a circle by the team leader, followed by a sentence—
The British lost the European continent and exposed their weakness.
British!
EXPOSED!
Among them, Cheng Qianfan circled the word British again.
found it.
is - 'British'!
So, the sentence in the intelligence should be:
British exposed!
Zhou Ru frowned. She didn't understand what the word "British people exposed" in the information conveyed by the team leader in code words meant. In fact, it was a bit weird.
However, Zhou Ru was sure that the answer she was looking for was 'British'.
The team leader first emphasized 'not' Constantine XI, hinted at the Hundred Years' War, first circled 'British Army', and then circled the word 'British' in the reading notes, and There is also the word 'exposure' in the reading notes, if Zhou Ru still can't find the answer, she should find a piece of tofu and kill her.
She even wondered if she was so stupid in the team leader's mind. The team leader left so many clues, it can be said that she was worried about her. (PS2)
Put the book away, Zhou Ru walked gently to the door, and listened to the movement outside the door 'sneaky' to confirm that there was nothing unusual.
She returns to the bedroom and locks the door.
Taking out the radio from the hidden compartment, Zhou Ru started to send the report.
Didi, Didi, Didi.
The electric wave travels across thousands of mountains and rivers, from the Huangpu River to the Jialing River.
…
Zhu Xiaotie was sitting in a rickshaw. His cover identity was the shopkeeper of Fengji Silk and Satin Shop in the Public Concession. At the wine table, he met Shao Mingkui, the chief inspector of the Laozha Police Department of the Public Concession Police Department. Afterwards, Zhu Xiaotie deliberately made friends Under the circumstances, the two have the same smell and become good friends.
This also provided a legitimate reason for Zhu Xiaotie to visit Shao Mingkui in the chief arrest house of the public concession.
At this moment, Zhu Xiaotie saw a driver running across the rickshaw, and the passengers were waving to him.
is Shao Mingbo.
Zhu Xiaotie saw clearly that it was Shao Mingbo who was waving, and was shocked. His intuition told him that something had happened.
Soon, both of them got out of the rickshaw and met in an alley by the side of the road.
"Something went wrong. The Japanese and No. 76 found the patrol room, and they are now leading people into the French Concession to apply for a large-scale raid." Shao Mingbo wiped the sweat from his forehead, and panted.
As he spoke, he handed over to Zhu Xiaotie the list of arrest addresses handwritten by Shao Mingkui.
Zhu Xiaotie was terrified when he saw it. There were sixteen addresses on the list. Although the house numbers were not written on the list, Zhu Xiaotie, as the leader of the intelligence team in Shanghai, had already recognized that five of the addresses were the ones he knew. The office premises of an internal service unit.
These five addresses are so accurate, it is conceivable that the remaining eleven addresses must also be the offices of other units in Shanghai.
This is exactly what Zhu Xiaotie was astonished for no reason.
Such a detailed and accurate list of addresses is obviously not learned by the Japanese invaders through investigation, but must be the collaboration of important cadres in the Shanghai area.
"How could it be so sudden!" Zhu Xiaotie said in amazement, he folded the address list and put it in his pocket, "I will report to the peak immediately, and you should also be more careful."
Both of them knew that the situation was urgent, so they didn't have time to say more, so they parted.
Zhu Xiaotie intended to ask a rickshaw to take him to No. 71 Maiyang Road to report to Cheng Xuyuan. However, after he thought about it for a while, the matter was urgent, and if he warned the police a minute earlier, he would be more alive.
So, Zhu Xiaotie ran to the far corner of the street, where he remembered that there was a telegraph office.
…
On the other side, Shao Mingbo separated from Zhu Xiaotie and completed the urgent task assigned by Shao Mingkui. He breathed a sigh of relief, just as he was hungry and thirsty, so he strolled to the side of the road, intending to buy two biscuits to satisfy his hunger.
The fragrant biscuits were very tempting. Shao Mingbo devoured the biscuits and walked into an alley unknowingly. By the time he noticed that he was surrounded by people, it was already too late.
"Several people, Shao is from the chief arresting house of the public, maybe there is some misunderstanding." Shao Mingbo frowned and said.
"Shao Mingbo, tell me your identity in Shanghai, and I can spare you." Dong Zhengguo flashed out from behind several of his subordinates and said.
Shao Mingbo's face changed drastically, "Friend, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately."
"Shao Mingbo, since we blocked you, we naturally found you." Dong Zhengguo said coldly, "My lord, Dong Zhengguo No. 76."
"Dong Zhengguo of the Central Committee." Shao Mingbo took a deep look at Dong Zhengguo.
"Exactly." Dong Zhengguo nodded, "Brother Shao, I advise you to cooperate to avoid flesh and blood."
Shao Mingbo was silent.
He didn't speak, but ate the biscuits in silence.
"Brother Shao, my patience is limited." Dong Zhengguo said sullenly.
"I'm so hungry." Shao Mingbo grinned at Dong Zhengguo, "Let me finish eating the biscuits."
As he spoke, he gnawed on the biscuits.
Dong Zhengguo frowned. He saw Shao Mingbo gobbled it up, as if there was nothing left to do after the meal.
Did you finish this meal?
Dong Zhengguo's heart moved, and he immediately shouted, "Take his biscuits."
Several agents woke up suddenly, and rushed up like crazy to **** Shao Mingbo's biscuits.
Shao Mingbo struggled with all his strength, desperately stuffing the biscuits into his mouth.
However, the biscuits were snatched away and thrown on the ground.
He looked regretfully at the Banla biscuits on the ground, and then laughed.
Dong Zhengguo was shocked, stepped forward and directly hit Shao Mingbo's abdomen, who was held down by his subordinates, and hit him a series of times.
Wow.
The sesame seed that Shao Mingbo swallowed was spat out.
However, it seems a little late.
Shao Mingbo's face turned gray, the color of his eyeballs was not right, and brown blood began to appear at the corner of his mouth.
"Quickly tell me, who is the person who met you just now? Shao Mingkui's identity in Shanghai!" Dong Zhengguo roared.
Shao Mingbo just grinned, and more dirty blood began to gush out from the corner of his mouth.
"Han, traitor." Shao Mingbo looked at Dong Zhengguo.
This man was about to die, but Dong Zhengguo was terrified by this man's gaze, which was like a dagger, which made Dong Zhengguo both angry and frightened.
"You can not die." Dong Zhengguo grabbed Shao Mingbo's collar and shouted, "Why? You can not die, as long as you speak, I will guarantee you!"
"Nan..." Shao Mingbo gritted his teeth, his face distorted in pain, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.
"Nan what?" Dong Zhengguo asked sharply with a happy face.
"South, Nanjing..." Shao Mingbo's voice became lower and lower, "...home, home."
Finally, more severe pain hit, Shao Mingbo let out a scream, and dirty blood gushed out of his mouth.
The poison was not in the biscuits. After he was called by the other party and pointed out his identity in Shanghai, he quietly put the poison hidden in his pocket into his mouth. The reason why he gnawed on the biscuits was simple—
He is hungry.
I heard from the old man that it is very miserable to be a starving ghost.
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