My years of espionage

Chapter 2002: Fierce Battle with the Secret Service

“Tell me about this person,” said Masato Nagashima.

Upon learning that Honda Junto had identified the target, Nagashima Masato personally went to the front line to take command.

“Hu Yingju’s certificate of good citizenship shows that he is from Luzhi, Suzhou,” Honda Junto said.

"These are the photos." He said, handing the original photos to Nagashima Masato.

The Imperial government, in conjunction with the Wang Jingwei regime, intensified its inspection of the document department. The biggest advantage of this was that once a target was identified, if that person was a long-term resident of Nanjing, they would inevitably need to obtain a "good citizen certificate," and their photograph could be obtained based on the information on the certificate.

Although cases are occasionally uncovered, and some people still manage to find loopholes and impersonate others by using their photos, this largely ensures that most photos are authentic and valid, and that the certificates match the individuals in the photos.

After obtaining the photo of Hu Yingju, Honda Junto immediately arranged for his men to take it to the dog meat shop owner, the waiter, and the old tailor of the clothing shop to identify him, confirming that the photo was authentic and accurate.

In fact, based on the Special Higher Police's experience in investigating and arresting Red Party and Military Intelligence Bureau members, the "good citizen certificates" used by these anti-Japanese elements all used their real photos; they would not falsify such things.

In fact, those who forge documents are mostly notorious thieves and criminals. These anti-Japanese elements are relatively law-abiding because they have been fighting against the empire for a long time and know very well that forging documents is the first step in exposing them.

……

"Have you found out where this person is?" Masato Nagashima asked Junto Honda, staring at the photo.

“According to information gathered from the neighbors, Hu Yingju hasn’t returned home for a day,” Honda Junto said.

"They escaped?" Nagashima Masato frowned slightly and asked.

“It’s unlikely.” Honda Junto shook his head. “Because on the surface, it’s impossible for us to pinpoint this person. Hu Yingju probably wouldn’t have expected that we’ve already traced him so quickly.”

"Send out all your men," said Nagashima Masato. "We must capture Hu Yingju alive."

"Hai," Honda Junto said, "capture him alive."

……

"Tell me, what exactly did they discover that made that guy from Nagashima come here in person?" Mori Juichiro said to Koizumi Shinzo beside him, his hands holding binoculars and staring at the messy houses in Luobogou.

“It seems their investigation and manhunt have yielded some leads,” Koizumi Shinzo said. “And extremely valuable leads at that.”

"Has the target been spotted?" Mori Jūichirō muttered to himself.

“That’s possible,” Koizumi Shinzo said.

"Get ready," Mori Jūichirō said to Koizumi Shinzo.

"Hai."

……

Ma Benzai was carrying a net bag, inside which was a pastry wrapped in kraft paper.

"Mr. Hu is back!" his neighbor, Feng Mao, greeted him.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Feng," Ma Benzai greeted him politely.

He was slightly surprised. This Mr. Feng was the accountant of the nearby vegetable market. He was usually taciturn and rarely took the initiative to greet him.

"Good afternoon," Feng Mao said with a smile. "We made some noodles at home, Mr. Hu, would you like a bowl?"

"You're too kind," Ma Benzai politely declined.

He continued walking home carrying the pastries, but then he stopped.

He was shocked.

Then his steps returned to normal, but his mind was racing with thoughts.

The neighbor Feng Mao's enthusiasm was a bit excessive, which was completely out of character and habit for him.

An alarm bell rang in his mind.

……

The site administrator once gave everyone a lesson:

When you notice something unusual, whether it's a person or an event, it means something is wrong. Be careful, and even be prepared to evacuate immediately or break out of the situation.

The stationmaster said that this was what the section chief taught him.

As Ma Benzai pondered the stationmaster's words, a bad feeling suddenly arose within him:

Was Feng Mao using this method to warn him?
He wasn't sure.

But the more I thought about it, the more suspicious it seemed.

……

It was at this moment that he glanced at it.

I noticed that the windows of my neighbor Wang Dana's house were tightly closed.

Wang Dana was always looking to take advantage of others. As long as the sun was out and hadn't completely set, his quilts and clothes would always be drying by the window. In Wang Dana's words, the sun was the only free benefit he could get, so how could he not take full advantage of it?

Ma Benzai glanced at the sun; it had not yet set.

Without the slightest hesitation.

Ma Benzai should have gone straight home, but he took two steps and then turned right onto Xingzi Street.

……

"What's going on?" Honda Junto, who was holding binoculars and watching Hu Yingju about to go home, was stunned.

"Arrest them!" Nagashima Masato cursed.

Whatever the reason, the fact is that Hu Yingju seemed to have sensed danger and was preparing to escape.

"Hai!" Honda Junto hurriedly left, leading his men to change their original plan and immediately make the arrest.

……

Hearing the sound of pursuit behind him, Ma Benzhe knew, just as he had expected, that he had been targeted by the enemy.

He was surprised and puzzled, unable to understand how the enemy had locked onto him.

"Stop! Don't run!"

Hearing that the pursuers were close behind him, Ma Benzai did not hesitate. He drew his pistol from his waist, released the safety, and fired a shot.

He was met with a barrage of gunfire.

Ma Benzai took cover behind a ruined stone lion wall and fired back.

This can't go on. The number of enemies is increasing, and they will only surround him, leaving him trapped like a turtle in a jar.

Ma Benzai knew he absolutely could not fall into the enemy's hands. He knew too much. He was not afraid of death, but he did not know if he could withstand the enemy's torture.

There are very few traitors in the Special Intelligence Division. Many brothers, once they are in a deadly situation, will choose to commit suicide to die for their country. This is because everyone in the Special Intelligence Division has been told that they may face a miserable situation if they are captured by the enemy.

Do not overestimate yourself, and do not underestimate the horror of the enemy's instruments of torture.

Many brothers remember this sentence.

Ma Benzai silently reminded himself that he would keep one bullet for himself with each shot he fired.

It was at this moment that he looked to his right.

That was a low wall on Xingzi Street. After climbing over the wall, there was a river not far behind, and across the river was the market. The market was bustling with people and had four entrances and exits.

Bet!

Ma Benzai gritted his teeth.

He knew he might not be able to reach the low wall before being hit by enemy bullets.

That's fine too.

They would either be killed by the enemy or escape with the help of their ancestors.

……

He fired two shots, stopping the enemy.

Ma Benzai suddenly bent down and started running wildly.

A burst of bullets came flying.

Ma Benzai was shot in the shoulder. He paused for a moment, then gritted his teeth and finally rushed to the low wall, struggling to climb over it.

"Bag-duck!" Honda Jun cursed angrily, "Pursue!"

He knew it was because the major had given the order to capture them alive, which made everyone, including him, hesitant to fire.

This gave the other side a chance to break the deadlock.

……

Just then, two gunshots rang out.

Honda Junjin was startled. He thought it was Hu Yingju's accomplices coming to meet him, but after listening for a while, it seemed that was not the case.

He carefully led his men over the low wall, and as he looked around, searching for Hu Yingju's whereabouts.

They saw a group of people carrying Hu Yingju and quickly making their way away.

"Bag-Yaluo!" Honda Junto panicked and immediately raised his hand to fire a shot, hitting one of the opponents.

The other side reacted somewhat irrationally, a beat too slow. Just as Honda Junto's men opened fire, and two more of the other side were hit by bullets, the other side began to return fire.

"Baka yarou!" Honda Junto grunted and cursed.

He was hit in the right shoulder by a bullet, and in pain, his pistol fell to the ground.

"Honda Junto! What are you doing? Why are you attacking us?"

Just then, Junto Honda heard shouts from the other side.

He was greatly alarmed.

Not only because the other party was speaking in Japanese, but also because the other party directly called out his name.

……

"Who are you?" Junto Honda shouted.

"Foolish Honda!" Koizumi Shinzo cursed, "Why did you attack our military police station?"

"I am Koizumi Shinzo!" Koizumi Shinzo shouted again.

Honda Junto was stunned. Why would military police be here?

Then he flew into a rage. He didn't care why Koizumi Shinzo of the military police was there. The important thing was that Hu Yingju was now in the hands of those military police guys.

All he knows now is that the military police have come to take him away!

This is blatant robbery!
……

"Mr. Mori, don't you owe me an explanation?" Nagashima Masato questioned Mori Juichiro, his face ashen.

Three of his men died and four were shot.

One of them was beaten to death by Hu Yingju, and another was injured by Hu Yingju.

The other two deaths and three injuries were all caused by attacks by military police.

"Long Island, I have never seen such a shameless person!" Mori Juichiro was furious. "It was your men who opened fire on us first, killing and wounding six of our men, and now they are trying to frame us first."

He was furious.

He didn't expect that the idiots in the Special Higher Police would dare to open fire. The military police were completely caught off guard, with three people killed in the first round of shooting. In the subsequent fierce battle, two more were killed and one was wounded, resulting in heavy casualties.

“Your men seized anti-Japanese elements that my Special Higher Police were hunting, and even fired at us first,” said Masato Nagashima. “My men were merely forced to retaliate.”

Enraged that Nagashima Masato was so blatantly distorting the truth, Mori Juichiro pointed at Nagashima Masato's nose and shouted, "Nagashima Masato, please retain some basic military discipline! This kind of behavior of distorting the truth is simply despicable!"

……

"Major," Koizumi Shinzo said in a low voice as he approached Mori Jūjūichirō, "the prisoner has been shot multiple times and must be taken to the hospital immediately."

"Nagashima, you and the Special Higher Police must give me an explanation for this." Mori Juichiro gritted his teeth and glared at Nagashima Masato, then waved his hand. "Let's go."

"Wait!" Nagashima Masato shouted sharply.

He pointed to Hu Yingju, who was being carried on a makeshift stretcher by the military police, and said, "You can leave, but leave our prisoners behind!"

"Nagashima!" Mori Juichiro suddenly drew his gun, pointing it at Nagashima Masato. "Don't push your luck!"

……

Looking at the dark muzzle of the gun pointed at his forehead, Nagashima Masato felt no fear, but rather anger, a deep-seated anger.

This was not only because he was certain that Mori Jūichirō would not dare to fire.

He was further enraged by the shameless behavior of the military police. It was clearly the Special Higher Police who were pursuing the criminals, but the military police snatched them away. Now, this guy, Mori Juichiro, was turning black into white and even accusing him as a victim. This was the most unacceptable thing for Nagashima Masato.

"Mouri Juichiro!" Nagashima Masato gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with hatred, and said, "The prisoner belongs to my Special Higher Police. Hand him over now, or don't blame me for being impolite."

"Nagashima!" Mori Juichiro laughed angrily. "Your man? This is clearly a criminal that my military police have been pursuing. If your Special Higher Police hadn't intercepted him halfway, we would have caught him long ago."

"Bag-yaloo!" Nagashima Masato cursed, he was truly furious.

"Major!" Koizumi Shinzo shouted from the side, "The prisoner is in critical condition and must be taken to the hospital immediately!"

"Nagashima!" Mori Juichiro holstered his sidearm and looked coldly at Nagashima Masato. "If any of my prisoners die because of your obstruction, you will bear full responsibility."

As he spoke, he pointed to the stretcher, "This person is extremely valuable. If he dies, all leads will be cut off. Think it through."

Masato Nagashima was furious. On the surface, Mori Juichiro's words seemed perfectly reasonable, but to Masato Nagashima, they sounded like a threat.
That bastard Mori is actually threatening him with the life of a Kuomintang agent!

Nagashima Masato is furious.

Because he was actually afraid of this threat.

……

He now understood the situation. Clearly, the military police had failed to seize Zhang Lei earlier, and they were still determined to succeed.

Masato Nagashima felt he had every reason to suspect that the military police were secretly monitoring them, watching their every move.

Just as they were targeting Hu Yingju and arresting him, the military police arrived and suddenly intervened to snatch him away.

Now, that bastard Mori Juichiro is threatening Hu Yingju's life because this case doesn't involve the military police. Mori Juichiro clearly doesn't value Hu Yingju's life as much as he does, at least not as much as he does.

"Mouri, do you know what you're doing?" Nagashima Masato demanded angrily.

"Major," Koizumi Shinzo called out again from the side, "if we don't snatch the prisoner now, it will be too late."

Mori Juichiro looked at Nagashima Masato, "Nagashima, are you going to release them or not?"

"Get out!" Nagashima Masato stared fiercely into Mori Juichiro's eyes. "This isn't over. You just wait and see. Give it back to me the way it was stolen."

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