After returning to the main world, Li Hao immediately called: "Mr. Han? It's me, Li Hao. I helped me get a batch of things. I urgently use them. Ten short-wave mobile phones, one relay station, twenty eavesdroppers, and ten pinhole cameras."

A shocked and suspicious voice came from the phone: "Ahao, have you joined the terrorist organization? I'll also introduce me to go in and have fun? It's so exciting."

"Nonsense, will a good young man like me who is law-abiding and obedient to do bad things?"

The person on the other end of the phone sneered, "It's a big deal. Good youth will ask me if I have an idea of ​​listening to the system? To be honest, do you like a beauty? You have to learn from me to steal and peek?"

"I really have an urgent matter. I'll have tonight. Can I lend it to me for half a month?"

"There is no problem with the hand station, and the pinhole camera is even more so. This kind of thing is everywhere. But the relay station is gone and it was confiscated by my old man. The game cannot be opened without a license, and it can be found out as soon as it is opened. It is okay to lend it to you to play with it, but don't make any trouble. The old man said, if I cause trouble again, I will break my legs."

"Mr. Han, thank you!"

"Ahao, I have said it a few times. Men should be strong and last long and cannot say the word "leak" often, do you know?"

"Okay, Mr. Han, thank you, thank you!" Li Hao bit the pronunciation of the word "Xie" very seriously.

"Depend on!"

Four hours later, a truck hired by Li Hao was parked in front of the warehouse he rented. He and the driver moved the equipment on the car down, mainly for eavesdropping the system. The driver did not recognize these proprietary equipment.

After collecting the money, the driver drove away.

Li Hao moved the things into the warehouse and locked the door of the warehouse. This batch of things mainly eavesdropping systems and hand stations. The hand station is also a wireless intercom. The walkie-talkie is divided into handheld and car-mounted, called hand stations and car stations respectively.

Li Hao activated the super wormhole again and moved the required things to the Northern Song Dynasty warehouse. It is said that opening the wormhole this time is quite a loss. Generally speaking, the energy required to maintain the wormhole is less, and opening it will take a lot of energy. If the wormhole has been maintained for four hours just now, the energy consumed is much less than opening it once.

But Li Hao was worried that the wormhole was always open. He was not here just now. If a thief entered the warehouse, or a servant from the Northern Song Dynasty came out of the wormhole, it would be in trouble.

The energy of the wormhole is actually stored by the force conversion. At this stage, although Li Hao can also transport force to the wormhole and replenish the energy consumed by the wormhole, his force is too weak. It only takes 30 days to transport it to almost be enough to open it once. For the time being, it is better to honestly improve the force. Anyway, the energy of the wormhole is enough to travel more than a hundred times by himself.

By then, your force is strong, and the force transmission in a few days may be enough to open the wormhole once.

Li Hao closed the wormhole and came out of the backyard and returned to the hall.

It was already around eight o'clock in the evening, and several butter candles were lit in the hall, which made the shiny sky bright. In the hall were the housekeeper Ding Fu, four maids of plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum, and eleven or two young and middle-aged men. When they saw Li Hao coming in, they stood up and shouted, "Young Master!"

Li Hao's eyes swept across the young and middle-aged men, and looking at the excited and eager expressions of these people, he couldn't help but praise them in his heart. These were all servants bought by the four maids from the market. They were not bought by themselves, but even their family bought them, all of whom were fleeing the famine with their families.

The maids pick them out from the market, not only to see their abilities, but more importantly to judge whether they are loyal. Of course, they can only roughly understand a person's character through observation. This is actually not necessarily accurate to judge. Loyalty can only be identified through a long period of test.

But at this moment, these people were full of gratitude to Li Hao. If it weren't for Li Hao, their whole family would probably have starved to death. Now they can settle down in Qingwan and cultivate paddy fields bought from the Liang family, which is a rebirth for them.

Li Hao sat down in the middle of the chair and arranged what everyone would do tomorrow. However, he took the four maids to the backyard and taught them to use the handrail.

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The next morning, the second floor of an inn diagonally opposite the Qiqi Treasure Pavilion.

Li Hao stood behind the window and could see the door of Qizhen Treasure Pavilion. It was still early at this time, and the Qizhen Treasure Pavilion and the shop next to him had not opened. Xiao Zhong stood by, staring at the walkie-talkie on the table without blinking.

Xiaoju's voice suddenly sounded on the walkie-talkie: "Tell me what Xiaomei said, I'm already in my seat. Here you can see the door of the Maritime Office. Scattered yamen officers walked into the gate, and no abnormalities were found."

Since there is no relay station, the distance between the radio intercoms cannot be too far. Although the intercoms brought by Li Hao are expensive and boutique, in order to ensure that the call is clear and correct, the distance should not exceed 5 kilometers.

So, through the transfer, Xiaomei's words were received by Xiaoju, and she relayed Xiaomei's words, and Li Hao could hear them here. With a transfer, the news could be transmitted 10 kilometers away. Although Quanzhou City in the Song Dynasty was also very large, it was impossible to compare with the cities in the main world. The four maids each had a walkie-talkie, and the one in Li Hao's hand was enough to communicate with the Maritime and Quanzhou Prefecture Office through the transfer.

Xiao Zhongzhi's little eyes were wide open, almost as big as ordinary people's eyes. He took a few steps back, sat on the chair, pointed to the walkie-talkie on the table, his face turned red, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

Poor Xiao Zhongzhi is not a person who has never seen the world. He assisted the boss in the process of promotion until the boss was appointed as the Minister of Justice. He dealt with many vicious thieves, discovered through many conspiracies, experienced many official turmoils, and fought against many officials. After years of experience, he had already been calm and calm in his face. He can be said to have a deep mind and a dangerous heart with mountains and rivers.

But when he saw the magic weapon that could only appear in the stories of immortals, the common sense accumulated over the years was subverted. He felt that there were many things he wanted to say, but he couldn't say them and didn't know where to start.

After a while, Xiao Zhong straightened his eyes and said, "Young Master, is this a magic weapon that can use magic? Is this a 'Thousand Miles of Message Transmission' or 'Shunfeng'?"

Li Hao sighed in his heart, alas, even the smart natives are still natives.

Li Hao picked up the walkie-talkie: "Received it, continue to monitor closely."

Xiaoju's voice came from the intercom and said, "Tell me what I said, "Tell me about the young master, and I will continue to monitor closely." Then, he said, "Tell me about the young master, and I will be under surveillance."

Xiao Zhongzhi murmured: "You can transmit a message thousands of miles away. I wonder if you can use the flying sword to take the head of someone thousands of miles away?"

Li Hao said in his heart: "Does the cruise missile count? The range is 3,000 kilometers, and the error is no more than 30 meters. The intercontinental missile finally counts, and the range can exceed 10,000 kilometers. In fact, when my brother becomes the Grandmaster of the Force, he should be able to take the head of a person thousands of miles away." Of course, there is no need to explain these things to the natives, and he will not understand them even if he says it.

Li Hao laughed and said, "Mr. Xiao, this is not a magic weapon or magic, but a product of a wise craftsman. It is just that the principles contained in the period are too profound and it is difficult to explain to you for a while."

Xiao Zhong sighed, "It's incredible, it's really a clever trick, stealing the fortune of heaven and earth."

Outside the Maritime Gate, Xiaomei stared at the Maritime Gate. She was holding a photo in her hand. The photo was Ji Tong in an official uniform. Yesterday morning, Ji Tong led the team into the Li Mansion and was quietly photographed by the photographer of the Li Mansion.

Ji Tong didn't turn on the flash during the shooting, so naturally he didn't know that he was secretly photographed. Of course, the word secretly photographed in the vocabulary of the natives of the Song Dynasty.

Xiaomei suddenly saw dozens of yamen out of the gate, and the two leaders were wearing official uniforms.

Xiaomei compared the photos and recognized that one of them was Ji Tong. She quickly reported: "The Maritime Bureau has taken action. More than 60 yamen officers came out of the gate. There were two officials in the team, and Ji Tong was also among them."

Her words were conveyed by Xiaoju, and Li Hao and Xiao Zhongzhi immediately learned the news. They were not surprised by the actions of the Maritime Corporation. They had actually believed the authenticity of the news and were just making the final confirmation.

Xiaoju's tender voice continued to ring in the intercom's voice: "Tell me what Xiaomei said, the police officers of the Maritime Service have been divided into two teams, one team heading towards the Qiqi Treasure Pavilion, and the other team heading towards the Li Mansion."

Li Hao and Xiao Zhongzhi looked at each other, Xiao Zhongzhi nodded, and Li Hao picked up the intercom: "Xiaolan, let Lao Ding notify the governor."

The sound of Xiaozhu's retelling was immediately heard from the intercom. Xiaozhu's voice was as crisp as Yinling, and it had a hint of warmth and sweetness. It sounded cool in summer. This voice was so cool that I could never get tired of listening. "Tell the young master's words, Xiaolan, let Lao Ding notify the governor."

A single arrow outside the Quanzhou Prefecture official yamen, an ordinary carriage parked on the street. The carriage was not marked, and the style was the most common type.

Ding Fu sat next to the coachman and glanced at the official office of Quanzhou Prefecture from time to time. Xiaolan sat in the carriage with the light gauze hanging down. It was difficult to see inside the carriage outside, but inside could see outside.

Xiaolan held the walkie-talkie in her white and tender hand, and was so nervous that her palm was covered with sweat. She secretly prayed in her heart: "The compassionate and compassionate Empress in the World, bless the young master to overcome this difficulty."

The intercom suddenly sounded, which scared her. She gently pushed open the door of the car: "Butler Ding, the young master asked you to start acting."

Ding Fu nodded, got off the coachman's seat, and walked into a restaurant not far away.

There was a round-faced man waiting in the restaurant. When he saw Ding Fu, he immediately stood up. "Brother Ding, you have become the steward of the rare treasure pavilion and are deeply appreciated by the owner. We are all envious. After you have become successful, you must not forget our poor people."

The surroundings were noisy, but when they heard the words "The Butler of the Qiqi Treasure Pavilion", their voice became much smaller. Everyone's eyes were all blinking on Ding Fu, as if he had three heads and six arms.

A quiet discussion kept ringing: "Is this the butler of Mr. Li of the Qiqi Treasure Pavilion? You should not behave like a person." "Oh my God, the butler of the Qiqi Treasure Pavilion!"

Ding Fu ignored everyone and left the restaurant with the middle-aged man with a round face, handed a silver note and said, "Let's go, as promised, take me to see Master Zhizhou."

The middle-aged man took it and looked at the amount above. His eyes lit up immediately. The smile on his face immediately became more friendly, and he led Ding Fu to the yamen: "Brother Ding, please, please, what's wrong with Master Zhizhou?"

"This is not convenient for the time being."
Chapter completed!