Secret War Silent Text Volume "Give a copy to the Chief of Liberal Arts."

"Okay!"

As long as Luo Yao has time to read the newspaper every day, the time is not fixed, and sometimes it is time to go to work in the morning.

Sometimes I go home at night, finish my meal, and read the newspaper as a rest.

As a special intelligence worker, newspapers are one of the most important sources of intelligence. Some information cannot be seen by ordinary people, but intelligence personnel can see deep-seated things.

This has something to do with a person's knowledge reserve. Of course, it also requires conscious training. If you read newspapers just to watch the fun and relieve boredom, that's another matter.

Dornet paper!

As soon as he started, Luo Yao recognized it. Today, Wudu Morning News actually used the Daolin paper used for printing books. No paper mill can produce this paper in Shancheng now, so it has to be imported from abroad.

Although paper is not a strategic item, it is nearly twice as expensive as before the war, and most newspapers are reluctant to use it to print newspapers.

It seems that Tan Peiling is already ready for the last time.

Jiang Lin originally wanted to use the photos, but after careful consideration, Luo Yao rejected it and used the method of lyrics to describe the pictures.

It is to draw the scene based on the photos and then print it.

Although the effect is not as shocking as the real photos, it is friendly to Yan Feng and Hu Xiaoling who may see the content of the report in the future. After all, tracing brings much less visual impact than photos.

Human blood steamed buns are not eaten like this, although in essence, Luo Yao only wants to avenge the dead stool.

But the moral bottom line cannot be broken.

Moreover, using human drawings can also interfere with the vision of Zhongtong. Of course, it probably doesn't work much.

"Brother, I'm writing well, I'm so excited. Jiang Lin is still a little talented!" Wen Zishan praised after reading the report.

"Being braver after knowing shame, after all, she has not experienced anything. Now she can wake up, which is not a bad thing." Luo Yao nodded. Although Jiang Lin made an unforgivable mistake in the past, she will not die if she makes mistakes. If she makes mistakes, she will not die. If she makes mistakes, she will have the opportunity to correct them. If she changes, she will be a good person.

In this world, no one dares to say that he will never make mistakes in his life. If he makes mistakes, he will be cut into pieces. So, does the people in this world still have a way out?

"Brother, you are so broad-minded. If it were me, I would probably not be able to do it." Wen Zishan sighed.

"The third brother, you have a personal temperament and don't have to force it. However, if you can forgive others, it will be a merit." Luo Yao smiled.

"Brother said," Wen Zishan nodded. In his position, there are many cases and prisoners who handle every day. Some are extremely vicious people. There is no big problem with taking ruthlessness, but some are not. They are just different in beliefs, but in essence, they are also for the sake of this country and nation, and the paths and beliefs chosen differently. Do you need to kill to solve the problem? He is also confused and sometimes even suffers from insomnia.

"It's almost dawn, I'll go and make a kick. What do you like to do? What do you do!" Luo Yao pushed the chess piece on the chessboard.

"Hey, brother, you are about to lose, but you are cheating again!" Wen Zishan saw it and became anxious.

Luo Yao ignored it, found Zhang Xing's camp bed, lying down with his clothes, and soon a slight snoring sound came from him.

...

There are about 200,000 people living in the main urban area of ​​Shancheng, and then there are NA District, Bei'an District, and surrounding towns, which have a total of one million people.

This is because the Japanese bombing dispersed most of the people out, otherwise the entire mountain city would have a population of at least three million.

Even so, the three main gathering areas in the mountain city have a population of one million.

There are 30,000 newspapers, not too much, and not too little. In the past, in addition to subscribers, the sales of Wudu Morning Post are almost the same, counting surrounding cities, such as Yudu, Guilin, Diancheng, and Xiangcheng, etc., which are still under the control of the National Government.

The final sales volume is only around 40,000 yuan, and when it is high, it can reach 50,000 yuan, which is very rare.

This is already the top ten newspapers in Shancheng. Generally, it would be great if the best-selling newspapers can sell 10,000 copies.

Thirty thousand copies are enough to print. Usually it was about 20,000 copies. Later, it could be sold to other cities. It could be a little slower, after all, it was not so urgent.

It is already amazing that a newspaper that has been established for more than half a year can be sold to so many cities, and there are also many personal factors in it.

If it weren't for the title of the newspaper run by Miss Tan's family in Nanyang, no one would have known about it if it came out of the mountain city.

After the accident of Chenguang News Agency, it was able to publish the publication on time the next day, which really slapped many people in the face.

Especially the Zhongtong Mountain City Experimental Zone.

I don’t know how many people laughed at Yang Wei behind my back. Are you too incompetent? You can’t even handle a newspaper. If you threw a bomb the day before, they will still publish the next day?

really!

With the domineering personality of the Central Government, the Wudu Morning Post continued to publish on time the next day, which was indeed "offensive".

Isn’t it possible that I would blow you up? You should have suffered heavy losses and miserable things? How can you continue to publish the publication?

Is this not in line with the set "script"?

I don’t mind the big deal when watching the fun, so I just look at how the Zhongtong responds, should I continue to do it, or just let Chenguang News Agency go?

Just as everyone is looking forward to it.

The Wudu Morning News was published again, this time it was ten minutes earlier than the previous day, and almost all people were used to deliver newspapers throughout the city.

Use the best dolin paper to print, and also released a more shocking news, price increase!

Every "Mist Morning Post" will increase its price by five points starting today!

This has almost increased by 50%!

"Mist City Morning News" is crazy. Are they so short of money? Even if they are printed on dolin paper, they won't have to rise so much, it's almost done if they rise by two or three points.

Almost many people shook their heads and sighed when they heard this news. The head of Chenguang News Agency is really crazy. Is this a broken can?

With such a high price suddenly rising, who else can buy your newspaper?

In fact, the news agency also had this concern. It printed 30,000 copies at once and raised the price. It could be sold at ordinary times for 20,000 copies, but it would be awesome if it could be sold for 5,000 copies today...

Everyone was waiting nervously, and the newspaper started to be released!

Sell ​​newspapers, sell newspapers!

The spy kidnapped and killed innocent five-year-old children, destroyed corpses and traces, and his methods were cruel and outrageous as Japanese invaders...

The person who heard that the price increase had already planned to give up buying the Wudu Morning Post, but when he heard the newspaper boy shouting!

The news was so explosive that the curiosity in his heart became tempted. Just as hesitated, someone next to him took action.

While he was still hesitating, the "Mist City Morning Post" in the hands of the newspaper boy had been snatched away. No one had bought any conclusive words after the price increase, and all the words that no one had bought were thrown out!

The hands are fast, but the hands are slow!

The hesitant people immediately regretted it. A newspaper costs only a few cigarettes. If you smoke a few less, you will come. Buy it quickly!

Five minutes after it was launched, it only sold three or four hundred copies, which was half less than usual, just when the editor-in-chief Ouyang and others were feeling cold.

Suddenly, the sales volume came out in ten minutes, and two thousand copies almost equaled the usual sales!

A quarter of an hour!

Five thousand copies!

Editor-in-chief Ouyang was breathing rapidly, which was a height that had never been reached in the past. In the past, there were at most three or four thousand copies in a quarter of an hour.

Half an hour, 12,000!

If you have shortness of breath, you must take an antihypertensive medicine, otherwise the heart will not be able to bear it. This is simply incredible.

Generally, the peak period of sales is between 7:30 and 9:00. The Wudu Morning News is released half an hour early, and their peak period is about half an hour ahead of schedule, before 7:00 and 8:00.

It reached its peak around 7:30.

However, by 7 o'clock, today's sales had reached 20,000 for the first time, and it grew rapidly!

"Quick, order the printing workshop to add 10,000 copies, no, 20,000 copies!" Editor-in-chief Ouyang ordered excitedly, took off his glasses that were already foggy, and kept wiping the lenses. His voice was trembling, and even his hands were shaking.

The entire mountain city was stirred up by a newspaper!

History says: "The Central Commission for Discipline Spy Abuse and Killing Young Children!"

Although the report did not mention the Central Commission for Discipline Agency, a discerning person could tell at a glance that this was what the Central Commission for Discipline Agency did.

This is Chenguang News Agency's counterattack and revenge!

Didn’t you send someone to throw bombs at my newspaper? I’ll throw one for you, and make the ugly and bad things you did to the public!

This is too strong, aren’t you afraid of the cruel revenge of the Central Commission for the next step?

...

Early in the morning, Tang Yi was still in bed and before he got up, he was woken up by a ringing phone call. He couldn't get up and answer it, because the call was called by the Central Committee.

"Hey, I'm Tang Yi!"

"Director Tang, I am Yang Wei." There was a gloomy voice on the other end of the phone as if it was heard from the Netherworld.

"District Mayor Yang, I'm calling here so early, is there anything wrong?" Tang Yi asked.

"Director Tang, I want to seal a newspaper. Please help from the police station!" Yang Wei said on the phone.

"Which newspaper is sealed?" Tang Yi immediately became alert when he heard this. Seizing newspapers is not a trivial matter. If it is not done properly, it will cause anger. Unless it is illegal to publish the newspaper in secret, if a public opinion storm is set off, someone will definitely be unlucky in order to calm the storm.

"Chenguang News Agency!" Yang Wei said.

Tang Yi was startled. Chenguang News Agency. He knew that although the newspaper run by the Nanyang Tan family’s daughter did not have an official backstage, they were capable in the business world, so Tan was a person with means.

He also knew some inside information. In the past, when Chenguang News Agency caused trouble, the Military Control Commission had taken action secretly.

The one who took action was not someone else, but Wen Zishan from the Inspection Office of the Garrison Command. Whose person is Wen Zishan? Who doesn’t know within the Military Control Commission?

The most promising and dynamic one in the Shancheng Military Control System is now the Linxun Alumni Association. Wen Zishan is one of the vice presidents, not to mention that Luo Yao, the president who has always been a god-hidden person, and some instructors from the Linxun Class, such as Shen Yu, most of them occupy important positions in the Military Control System.

Ten years later, this group of people will definitely occupy important positions in the Military Control Commission. If Dai Yunong takes a step further, it is very likely that the Military Control Commission will be controlled by this group of people in the future.
Chapter completed!