After passing the final test, Zhou Qiong became a real agent.
After recovering from his injuries, Zhou Qiong beat up those who had beaten him up in the name of sparring. The higher-ups knew what Zhou Qiong's intentions were, but they did not care.
The fact that Zhou Qiong could wait until his injuries were healed before attacking was enough to prove that he was not an impulsive person.
One day, the higher-ups called Zhou Qiong to his office and gave him a mission.
" Previously, we planted a mole in the National Party. He was seriously injured during his mission and is now in Grace Hospital. Go and visit him and get the information he has," the higher-ups said.
" Yes." Zhou Qiong nodded. He knew that visiting was secondary. The important thing was the information.
After Zhou Qiong became an official agent, the organization told him that he would be paid a monthly salary. If he needed funds for activities, he could apply to his superiors.
At the end of 1935, the currency was changed. Before the change, everyone still had silver dollars. After the currency reform, the currency in circulation became legal currency. To be honest, Zhou Qiong really despised legal currency.
Silver dollars were so good. If one day they could travel back to the 21st century, the auction price would be high!
As for the fiat currency, it was really annoying.
Let's put it this way. In 1937, 100 yuan could buy two bulls. In 1938, a hundred coins could buy a bull and a calf. In 1939, a hundred French coins could buy a big cow. In 1940, 100 coins could only buy a calf! After that, in 1948, 100 French coins could only buy four grains of rice. Zhou Qiong did not want to complain about this.
Zhou Qiong's current monthly salary was 100 yuan.
Hence, Zhou Qiong could only comfort himself in his heart. The reason for being a special agent was not for money, but to protect the country!
He would carry out more missions and complete more missions. When his level was higher, he would not have to worry about money.
In the field of secret agents, one had to get paid first before they worked. After all, no one knew when they would be captured or executed.
With a hundred yuan on him, Zhou Qiong went to the street and hailed a rickshaw.
The fare to Grace Hospital was one yuan.
Zhou Qiong sensed that something was wrong even before he entered the hospital.
He quietly observed his surroundings. This time, he actually saw a few familiar faces!
Of course, only Zhou Qiong knew them. They did not know Zhou Qiong.
General Special Agent Song Mian and Song Mian's right-hand man, Old Qiao.
Shanghai had not fallen yet, so their target should not be the Japanese.
Could it be that the seriously injured spy in the hospital had been exposed? And they were guarding here to capture the person who was helping that comrade?
Zhou Qiong wasn't surprised that the military commander would deal with GCD. They wouldn't even let go of the middle system, let alone the GCD.
Fortunately, he was a stranger. As long as he did not do anything too strange, he should not be targeted by those two.
Zhou Qiong strode into Grace Hospital. He did not ask where the comrade was. If he did, he would definitely be suspected.
Zhou Qiong followed the signs to the Inpatient Department. Although it was his first time here, his behavior did not seem like it was his first time at Grace Hospital.
There were many wards in the Inpatient Department, and they were already inside the hospital. Zhou Qiong stopped a nurse who was pushing a treatment cart with her head lowered and asked her,""Beauty, which ward is Fang Hongguang in?”
" Beauty…Beauty…" The nurse raised her head and looked at Zhou Qiong. Her face was very red. It seemed like this was the first time someone had called her that.
Actually, Zhou Qiong regretted his words the moment he said them. This was the Republic of China era. He wouldn't be accused of being " rude " by shouting like this, right?
However, when the nurse looked up and Zhou Qiong saw her face clearly, he smiled and said,""Miss, do you think I called you wrong?”
When Lin Tianmu heard that, his face turned even redder. Of course, she wouldn't say that Zhou Qiong had called her wrong. Which girl would be willing to admit that she wasn't beautiful?
" Fang Hongguang is in Room 3." Lin Tianmu was about to push the cart away.
" Wait." Zhou Qiong pulled Lin Tianmu and asked," Do you know Song Mian?"”
Lin Tianmu thought about it and shook her head. She did not remember anyone called Song Mian.
Zhou Qiong let go of his hand and was in a good mood.
Lin Tianmu saw Zhou Qiong smiling happily and was puzzled. This person asked her if she knew Song Mian. He should be looking for Song Mian, right? But if she said she didn't know him, he wouldn't be able to find her. Then why was he so happy?
This person was really strange…
There were more than a thousand flowers. There were more today. Continue!
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