Spy Wars: Get the Predator equipment at the beginning

"You, go in and get her temporary ID card and come over to register!" the captain said, pointing at a patrolman.

The patrolman who was called out hurriedly shook his head and said, "Captain, I dare not go in. Tuberculosis is contagious. If you let me in, it will kill me! I don't have to do this patrol job, but I don't want to contract tuberculosis!"

The captain was so angry that he wanted to hit someone, so he assigned another patrolman to go in, but the patrolman refused to do it no matter what. If the captain forced him again, he would rather take off his black dog skin on the spot and quit.

The captain was helpless and could only shout to the room: "Hey, you, tell me your name, age, address, baojia, and what you do!"

Chen Xiangling immediately said: "My name is Tang Xiaorou, I am 26 years old, and I live in XXXXX."

After completing the registration, the patrol captain shouted again: "Sit up and let us see what you look like!"

Chen Xiangling had no choice but to struggle to sit up.

From a distance, the police officers only saw Chen Xiangling's sunken eye sockets, and she looked like she was dying. It was so scary that they didn't even dare to look at her for any longer, for fear of giving her nightmares at night.

The patrol captain took out several photos of wanted criminals and compared them one by one. He didn't find any similarities between Chen Xiangling and any of them. He immediately waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's go!"

The policemen turned around and left as if they had been pardoned. They were gone in a blink of an eye, fearing that they would be infected if they stayed any longer.

Seeing the patrolmen and Mrs. Luo, the landlady, gone, Chen Xiangling collapsed on the bed, completely exhausted. Her hand, gripping the pistol tightly beneath her pillow, loosened, and only then did she feel her back soaked with sweat.

At this moment, she deeply realized how dangerous intelligence work was. Any small negligence could allow the enemy to get close to her and bring her and her comrades into an abyss of no return.

On the street, in the car.

Zhang Yunhe turned off the holographic image with a solemn expression. It seemed that they could not delay any longer and had to get rid of the radio detection vehicle. If they were left guarding here, something would happen sooner or later. In his eyes, Chen Xiangling was not someone who would stay quiet!

He immediately drove back to Yihua Foreign Trade Company.

"Jefferson, I have already arranged the transportation channels. This time we can sell all the goods at once!" Zhang Yunhe said as he pushed the door and walked into Jefferson's office.

A man and a woman were arguing in the office, and the sudden interruption made them panic.

"Uh, sorry, I really didn't know you were doing four-wheel alignment here. Please continue..." Zhang Yunhe hurriedly left the office and closed the door considerately.

After a while, a woman with long wavy hair, wearing a fur coat and high heels, opened the office door and came out with a handbag. Seeing Zhang Yunhe standing by the wall smoking, she came over, leaned on the wall with one hand, and asked, "Sir, can I have a cigarette?"

Zhang Yunhe readily met her request and even took the initiative to stir up trouble for her, casually asking, "How's that guy's kung fu?"

"Tsk - it looks big, but it's actually a silver wax-head gun. It's not as practical as a short and compact one!" The woman said disdainfully while blowing out a smoke ring.

Zhang Yunhe gave her a thumbs up: "Miss, you are a master at bird walking!"

"Hehe..." The woman suddenly burst into laughter when she heard that, turned around, twisted her waist and hips, waved her hand and walked away.

"Thank you for the cigarettes, little brother. If you have time, go to the Paramount and I'll accompany you!"

Zhang Yunhe took a few puffs of his cigarette and turned to walk into the manager's office.

Jefferson had already cleaned up. Seeing Zhang Yunhe walk in, he reached out and touched his slicked-back hair. He sat down in his office chair as if nothing had happened and asked, "Zhang, you said you've solved the transportation problem? Can you ship out all that cargo at once?"

"Yes, I can get a special pass for trade and transportation in two days at most!" Zhang Yunhe pulled over a chair, sat down, and said with his legs crossed.

"Great! With the special commercial transport pass, we can ship in large quantities and no longer have to worry about being searched by the Japanese checkpoints!"

Jefferson was energized by the news. He then asked, "How did you get the special pass? It's not easy to get. Even ordinary Japanese chambers of commerce can't get a special trade and transportation pass!"

"Of course I have my own way!" Zhang Yunhe said, then changed the subject: "Now there are many people who are targeting me and want to get my special pass, so where I live is no longer safe. Can you help me rent a house in your foreign apartment by guaranteeing me?"

Jefferson hesitated for a moment, then finally agreed: "No problem, I'll call the building management office and tell them!"

Then he made a phone call in front of Zhang Yunhe.

"Okay, I've already told the building's apartment management office. They have a vacant room there. They usually don't rent to Chinese people, but with me guaranteeing you, it's no problem. Just go and see their manager!"

"Thank you very much, I'll go over and reserve the house now!"

After leaving the foreign company, Zhang Yunhe went to the luxurious apartment building where the legal person lived not far away and found the manager of the management office. The management here was relatively strict. Annan soldiers were guarding the entrances and exits. Annan soldiers were patrolling the front, back, left and right of the apartment building from time to time. Ordinary thieves could not get in.

Zhang Yunhe rented a suite on the seventh floor, which is the highest floor. Because it is high and there is no elevator, he has to climb up and down every day. Many foreigners are unwilling to live so high, so there are still a few empty rooms.

After comparing several rooms, Zhang Yunhe rented Room 709, which was close to the westernmost stairwell. In case of emergency, he could go straight to the rooftop from the stairwell or window, and then use a rope and iron hook to escape from the rooftop to the rooftop of another 6-story building meters away.

After renting the house, he bought bedding and some daily necessities nearby and brought them back to decorate the room. He planned to use this place as a permanent residence, but he did not plan to bring Chen Xiangling here, nor did he plan to let her know about this place. This woman was a troublemaker, and he did not want to be caught by the Japanese spies and hung in the interrogation room to suffer cruel torture.

If Mrs. Luo's house had not been discovered by the Japanese spies, he would have continued to rent it and occasionally go there to have in-depth exchanges of life experiences with Mrs. Luo.

There is also the apartment that he and his wife Liu Huilan once rented. He has not yet given up the lease and still keeps it. The Japanese spies have not visited it yet. It is obvious that they have not found the place yet.

He was not planning to give up the lease for the time being, so he continued to rent it as a backup safe house. In a few days, he would go to the landlord to renew the lease and store some first aid medicines, weapons and ammunition there, which might be useful in case of any emergency.