He pried open the brick and put a ball of paper inside.

Then after finishing, he stuffed the bricks back and immediately hid aside.

This is the ninth point of contact.

Every day, intelligence officers will check here.

There is no need to worry that the information will fall into the hands of the Japanese. Even if the information is sent to the Japanese now, the Japanese will not know what it means.

There are still 15 minutes left before the daily fixed time for collecting information...

…

Lao Biao looked both ways, pulled out the brick, and his eyes lit up.

It has been more than two months. As a surviving senior intelligence agent, this is the first time he has discovered information here...

…

It's Lao Biao.

Lao Biao was a squadron leader at first, but now he is an intelligence agent?

Tian Qi saw clearly that Lao Biao was still trustworthy, so he could rest assured...

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A triangle is drawn on the information.

Top priority top secret information!

Lao Biao did not dare to hesitate for a moment, and immediately moved the bed, pried open the floor underneath, and took out a radio from inside.

By the way, he took out the pistol and put it aside.

It can be exposed at any time, but the information drawn with the triangle must be sent out as soon as possible.

Even if you give your own life for it, you won’t hesitate!

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"Assistant Wu, please send a message to Intelligence Agent No. 19!"

"What?"

Wu Jingyi immediately came to the telegram: "Receive it immediately!"

There has been no intelligence for a long time, and there is a message from Nanjing.

There must be important information.

"8...9,15..."

No one knows what these numbers mean.

"Okay, give it to me." Wu Jingyi took the telegram.

Only Director Meng knows the true meaning of these numbers!

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Lao Biao breathed a long sigh of relief.

He stuffed the note into his mouth, chewed it up and swallowed it hard...

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"Director Meng, top secret information No. 19!"
Chapter completed!