At one o'clock in the morning, Lao Cui came back.

Lao Cui's wife and Chen Xiangling were both awake and waiting for him.

"Boss, is everything going well?" Old Cui's wife asked with concern.

A smile appeared on Lao Cui's face: "It went smoothly, the photos are developed!"

The two women breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this. Lao Cui's wife immediately said, "You guys talk about work, I'm going to sleep first!"

After Lao Cui's wife left, Chen Xiangling asked Lao Cui, "Have you seen the developed photos? Are they the Japanese's battle plan and marching route for the encirclement and suppression of our guerrillas?"

Lao Cui took out an envelope and said, "I've seen it. It's indeed the Japanese's battle plan and marching route map for the encirclement and suppression of our guerrillas. It's very detailed. This must be real. If it's fake, they can't come up with such a detailed plan!"

Chen Xiangling asked, "What are you going to do? Do you want me to report this directly to my superiors, or do you want someone to take this information to the base?"

After thinking for a while, Lao Cui said, "If I send a telegram to report to my superiors, the content of the telegram must be short and concise, so I am afraid I can't fully express the Japanese's battle plan. But if I send someone back with this information, I am worried that the risk is too great. If they are intercepted by the Japanese checkpoints along the way, all will be lost!"

After thinking for a moment, Chen Xiangling said, "Lao Cui, I think we've overthought this. Even though the Japanese have formulated a battle plan, their troops may not necessarily follow it exactly. After all, the actual situation on the front lines is changing rapidly! Besides, our guerrillas can't just sit there and let the Japanese attack us!"

"As soon as our guerrillas receive intelligence that the Japanese Ikeda Battalion will launch an attack in three days, they will send people to conduct reconnaissance, find out the movements of the Japanese troops, and make timely preparations for response!"

"So what I mean is to report this intelligence directly to the superiors via radio, and they will naturally respond! If you, Old Cui, really don't know the direction, we can extract some key place names and military professional terms from the Japanese battle plan. These won't take up much space, and although they can't fully express the meaning, as long as the superiors carefully study them, they will be able to deduce the Japanese battle plan!"

Lao Cui thought for a moment and nodded, "Okay, let's do it! We'll find out the Japs' plan now, and draft a telegram to send to our superiors!"

At two o'clock in the morning, the two men sent out the drafted telegram using the radio transmitter, and turned on the machine to receive instructions from their superiors half an hour after the final agreement on the telegram.

In order to facilitate communication, the radio station at the superior side is turned on 24 hours a day. Intelligence personnel outside can send messages at any time as long as there is urgent information, and the superior can also receive the telegrams at any time.

However, because the intelligence personnel outside are deep in the enemy's war zone, or even lurking and hiding in the heart of the enemy, they cannot keep the radio on all the time, and their superiors cannot send messages to the intelligence personnel to give instructions at any time. The time for sending messages must be agreed upon in advance. However, there are definitely more ways for superiors to contact intelligence personnel outside than just sending messages. There are other communication methods that can be activated when necessary.

In the morning, Tsukada woke up feeling a little dizzy and not in a very good mental state, while Hata Kanako slept all night in front of the dressing table.

"Kanako, why did you sleep on the dressing table all night? Kanako, wake up!" Tsukada pushed Hata Kanako.

Hata Kanako woke up drowsily and turned to look at her husband: "What's wrong? Is it daybreak?"

"Well, why did you sleep here all night last night? Didn't you go to bed? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Tsukada asked with concern.

Hata Kanako rubbed her temples and said, "I feel a little dizzy. I don't know why I fell asleep here last night. Maybe I was too tired!"

"Then you go to bed and sleep for a while. I have to go wash up and go to work!" said Tsukada.

"Okay, I'll sleep a little longer!"

Tsukada opened the door and went to the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face. At this moment, the captain of the guards hurried over and stood at attention to report: "Your Excellency Chief of Staff, a guard named Kuroda Hidematsu has disappeared. We have been looking for him for two hours, searching the villa inside and out, but we can't find him!"

Tsukada was taken aback and asked, "Did Kuroda Hidematsu have any duty last night?"

"Yes, he was one of the people on duty last night!" said the captain of the guard.

"Have you looked in the dormitory? Are his belongings still there?" Tsukada asked again.

The captain of the guards replied, "We've looked everywhere. All his personal belongings are still there, including his money, documents, and clothes. I'm sure we've searched every possible place he could be hiding, but we still can't find him!"

"Have you searched all the rooms in the main building of the villa?"

"Yes, except for your and your wife's rooms!"

Tsukada waved his hands and said, "He can't be hiding in our room! Could he have sneaked out last night?"

"It's possible, but there are guards at the gate of the villa, and the guards said they didn't see him go out! I suspect he might have climbed over the wall and deserted, otherwise his disappearance can't be explained. It's impossible for a living person to disappear here for no reason?" said the captain of the guards.

Tsukada suddenly thought of something and immediately turned and rushed to his room.

He opened the wardrobe and looked inside. The clothes inside seemed to be still the same. He pulled aside the clothes and took out the briefcase to have a look. He found nothing unusual. Then he opened the briefcase and took out the document bag. After opening the document bag, he took out the documents and drawings from it and observed them. He also found nothing unusual!

He breathed a sigh of relief, stuffed the documents back into his briefcase, and stuffed the briefcase into the closet.

But Kuroda's disappearance made him suspicious and he fell asleep without realizing it last night, and his wife Hata Kanako also slept on the dressing table all night. All these things made him feel something was unusual, but the confidential documents were still there, and he couldn't figure out what went wrong for a while.

After coming out of the room, he closed the door and said to the captain of the guards, "This Kuroda must be a deserter. Contact the military police immediately and send people to the station and the dock to arrest Kuroda!"

"Hi!"

……

Santa Maria Hospital.

Zhang Yunhe leaned against the headboard and ate the breakfast Ah Zhen brought from home. He said to her, "Why don't you sleep here for a while? You must be tired from getting up early and going to bed late every day!"

Ah Zhen sat on the bed and said with a smile: "No, I'm in good spirits. Let me talk to you for a while!"

The two were chatting in the ward, and Zhang Yunhe would tell a joke or two from time to time, which made Ah Zhen giggle.

"Knock knock knock" there is a knock on the door.

Before Zhang Yunhe and Azhen were called in, the door was pushed open, and Jefferson, the manager of Yihua Foreign Company, and another comprador Zhu Caihua walked in one after another with flowers and fruits.

"Good morning, Zhang. Zhu and I came to see you. You should be feeling better now, right?" Jefferson greeted with a smile.

Zhang Yunhe saw the two people and raised his hand to greet them with a smile. "Good morning, Jefferson, Mr. Zhu. I didn't expect you to come see me. Thank you! Um, Ah Zhen, move the stools for the two gentlemen!"

Ah Zhen quickly stood up and moved stools for the two of them.

After they sat down, Jefferson asked, "Did the doctor say when I can be discharged?"

"I told you, the doctor said I have recovered well, but he suggested that I stay in the hospital for seven days before being discharged!" Zhang Yunhe said with a smile.

Jefferson hesitated for a moment and said, "It's like this, Zhang. You won't be discharged for another week, but the business of the foreign company cannot stop. I want Zhu Lai to take over the clients you are responsible for before you are discharged, and then return the business to you after you are discharged!"

"You know the company has so many employees to support, right? We can't stop our business just because one of you is in the hospital. The company can't afford to lose money like that!"

Zhu Caihua also immediately said: "Mr. Zhang, don't worry. During your hospitalization, I will definitely carefully maintain the relationship with those customers and ensure the smooth completion of the ongoing business!"

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