Zhang Yong thought for a while and decided to call back to the 026 Logistics Base. There are many people there. Send more people out.

Regardless of whether we encounter spies or not, we can at least maintain law and order.

Prevent ordinary people from being robbed by gangsters.

At the same time, it also forces the spy not to dare to take the main road. He can block them more easily.

You can better ambush and fight sap by taking a small road.

Find a phone number.

Call back to 026 Logistics Base.

As a result, the person who answered the phone was Qiao Qingzi, his woman.

"Commissioner..."

"Where is Shi Bingdao?"

"He went out."

"When are you coming back?"

"He didn't say."

"Is Shihu here?"

"exist."

"Tell him to answer the phone."

"OK."

Qiao Qingzi went there obediently.

Now she has completely assumed the role of Zhang Yong's woman.

She had no background to begin with, but she was unexpectedly pretty. Now that she is following Zhang Yong, she is quite satisfied.

She knew that men from wealthy families had many other sisters.

She only needs to take care of her radio station and information, and she doesn't need to think about anything else.

"By the way, have you received any telegrams recently?"

"have."

"Can you decipher it?"

"It's a clear telegram. Just three words. Who is you?"

"Who are you?"

"right."

"oh."

Zhang Yong's reaction was dull.

Sure enough, his little plan was easily discovered.

The other party immediately guessed that someone was pretending to send a report, so he directly asked him who he was using a clear code. This was considered a counterattack.

But it doesn't matter. He is not a professional in the first place. Failure is normal. Success is a small probability.

What he is best at is where he falls and then lies down...

After thinking for a while, he added: "Go and ask Shi Hu to listen to the phone first, and then send the report."

"What's the content?" Qiao Qingzi took out the notebook.

"I am your father." Zhang Yong said.

"What?" Qiao Qingzi suspected that Zhang Yong was scolding her. But there was no evidence.

It feels wrong again.

She behaved so well, there was no way he could scold her!

She obeys any position...

"The content of the telegram is just four words: I am your father. Just send it."

"I see."

Qiao Qingzi suddenly became happy.

It turned out that she was the one doing the wrong thing. Zhang Yong was not scolding her.

He was scolding the person who received the telegram.

If you ask me who I am, my answer is your father.

This bad guy...

Quite childish.

He actually used telegrams to curse people...

But, it's also fun.

She didn't even need to code it. She just sent it out in tick tock.

Just four words. Relaxing and happy.

Her professional skills are very strong. This is what she relies on for survival. Of course she does not dare to neglect it.

Then go and call Shi Hu.

Zhang Yong asked Shi Hu to dispatch a team. Each action team is an independent unit. There is no specific task, which is to maintain law and order at night. If you encounter a robbery, you will be arrested directly. If you resist, you will be killed on the spot. If you encounter a Japanese spy,

, kill him on the spot. No need to arrest him.

What?

Don’t know how to identify a spy?

The kind that if you ask him to surrender, he will definitely resist.

"clear!"

Shi Hu grinned happily.

He liked this kind of mission. After catching someone, he would beat them up first.

Those who wander around in the middle of the night are either rapists or thieves. There are good people, but not many. Most of them have problems.

"that's all."

Zhang Yong hung up the phone and suddenly felt that he still had more to say.

Who is the other party? He actually called you back and asked who you are?

I am your father!

I don't feel domineering enough.

Too sloppy...

You should answer, I am your uncle!

What should we do now?

I feel like it would be wasted if I didn’t send a few more telegrams to curse people.

etc……

Got it!

Zhang Yong called back again.

The person who answered the phone was Qiao Qingzi.

"Hello……"

"I am your man!"

"Commissioner..."

Qiao Qingzi's face turned red and a little sweet.

It seems that there is nothing wrong with living like this. He is strong, rich, and has status, so she doesn't need to worry about anything...

The eldest sister named Song Ziyu doesn't seem to care much about his affairs...

"Go ahead and send the message."

"good."

"Private Tojo Hideki."

"What?"

"The content is: Tojo Hideki, First Class, Trash Can."
To be continued...