At the end of May in the Gregorian calendar, the weather in Shanghai is very pleasant late at night.

Not cold, not hot. The evening breeze blows. It's very comfortable. If there are no mosquito bites, that would be great.

However, the mosquitoes are very active and squatting there is absolutely painful.

In the telescope, Zhang Yong saw Shirakawa Xiuying. This guy was a bit arrogant.

How should I put it? There was no intention to dodge at all. The target was very obvious. He could hit it with the help of the scope.

However, it is impossible to take action. There are too many restrictions in the concession.

Unless you are waiting for the other party to leave the concession.

Zhang Yong silently monitored and suddenly found a red dot appearing on the edge of the map with a sign.

Check it out and find it is Lin Xiaoyan.

Huh?

She actually appeared again?

What is this woman doing when she appears in the concession? Is she looking for me?

Approach each other quietly.

After Lin Xiaoyan entered the concession, she took a rickshaw.

Zhang Yong and his men suddenly came out of the diagonal stab and intercepted her. When she found out it was Zhang Yong, she was immediately relieved.

"Walk!"

Zhang Yong threw a big ocean to the driver.

The nervous rickshaw driver hurriedly took the ocean and turned around to leave.

Lin Xiaoyan jumped out of the car.

Zhang Yong carefully monitored his surroundings to avoid being followed.

She seems to be unpopular with the Japanese invaders now. It turns out that the people in the Special High School are all hostile to the military.

It is estimated that very soon, the special high-tech department will become the special high-tech department of the military department.

The original person was either hiding or running away.

"I hope you can open a message channel at the Madier Hotel." Lin Xiaoyan said quickly, "Otherwise, it will be too difficult for others to find you."

"What message channel?" Zhang Yong said he didn't understand.

"Just give the Madiel Hotel five dollars a month, and they will record all the information for you."

"What message?"

"It's what you want to receive. And what you want to transmit."

"How to do it?"

"Every time you call back to the Madier Hotel, or when you come to the front desk of the Madiel Hotel, it will tell you who has a message for you. For example, if someone is looking for you, you can receive it in time.

"

"Five dollars a month?"

"right."

“So expensive.”

"You can accept it or not."

"Okay. I'll try."

Zhang Yong did not refuse immediately.

$5 per month is still acceptable.

This is equivalent to the most primitive paging station. You can get messages in time.

"If I'm looking for someone, can I find him?"

"Of course. You can tell the front desk of the Madiel Hotel who you are looking for. If they meet the other person or the other person calls back, they can notify you in time."

"Understood."

Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.

This is indeed a lot more convenient. It may be used frequently in the future.

Once you step onto the international intelligence stage, there will definitely be many people to contact and many things to deal with. Information must be obtained or released in a timely manner.

Good thing.

It's $5 per month, which is a bit expensive. But it's worth it.

Bring your thoughts back to reality.

"What are you doing in the concession?"

"Looking for you."

"Find me?"

"Yes. I want to have a deep talk with you."

"Cafe?"

"No. Hotel. I have already booked a room at the Madiel Hotel."

"All right……"

Zhang Yong did not refuse.

Let's talk deeply. He won't suffer.

Others contribute money and effort. He only needs to contribute. She pays for the room.

Turn around and head to Madiel Hotel.

From a distance, I noticed that Avro hadn't gotten off work yet. But I didn't see Yurkina.

Enter the hotel.

Avro saw Zhang Yong and smiled sweetly.

Lin Xiaoyan brought Zhang Yong to the front desk and said to Avro: "This gentleman, I want to activate the messaging service."

"Five dollars a month." Avro said with a smile, "Based on the natural month. There are only three days left in this month. If you open it now, it will be a bit of a loss..."

"He's not short of money." Lin Xiaoyan said, "Let's open it for him."

Zhang Yong:……

Who says I’m not short of money? I’m desperately short of money, okay?

What did Li Yunlong say? He was so poor that he was about to beg for food. He said he was not short of money.

But in the end, he took out ten 5-dollar bills and activated the message for himself.

He really needs it.

"Thank you." Avro said while registering, "Mr. Zhang, congratulations on signing up for Fetion membership..."

"What letter?" Zhang Yong felt that the name was very strange.

"Fetion."

"oh……"

So speechless.

It turns out that Fetion existed in this era!

sharp……

"Mr. Zhang, I have now found out that two gentlemen have left you written messages..."

"who?"

"See for yourself!"

Avro entered the back room and came out with two envelopes.

Zhang Yong took the envelope and found that the surface of the envelope was bare. Only his name, Zhang Yong, was written in beautiful handwriting. He was probably a woman.

Maybe it was written by Afro, or another Belarusian woman. The Chinese writing is actually very good.

Traditional Chinese seems to be more beautiful?

I opened one of the envelopes and found that there was only a name and a phone number inside.

The name is Tanavaro. The phone number is five digits.

I'm looking forward to it. Tanavaro is back? Not bad. Not bad. Did you bring the bullets back?

Opening another envelope, there was a piece of letter paper inside. He took it out and quickly glanced at it. He found that it was left for him by Zhu Yuan. There was an address on it.
To be continued...