Spy Wars: I can get rewards by being a bully!

If what Gao Shengping said was true, then Captain Saito's remarks seemed to be fine at first glance.

But if you think about it carefully, there are still many doubts.

First of all, if this radio operator was unimportant and not activated, why arrest him?

Why not arrange a surveillance team of two or three people to monitor his whereabouts and wiretap his phone calls over a long period of time?

What if we can catch a big fish?

Furthermore, killing a chicken to scare the monkey is indeed in line with the current situation, especially the North China Garrison Army likes to use this tactic.

But it would be a bit strange if the gendarmerie headquarters did the same to enemy intelligence personnel!

The key to killing the chicken to scare the monkey is not to kill the chicken, but to scare the monkey, so the target of this psychological deterrence is usually ordinary people.

For example, if a rebel appeared in a certain place, the people from all over the place would be gathered together, and then this person would be killed in a very cruel way to create a deterrent effect.

But who are you trying to scare by arresting a spy with great fanfare?

Lin Ze kept thinking in his mind.

Is this an internal screening?

But this doesn't seem to make sense.

First of all, for me, is it necessary for the Military Police Headquarters to identify it?

If there is any suspicion about a small deputy director, just arrest him and torture him directly.

Could it be to identify Gao Shengping?

After all, Gao Shengping had just been promoted and was in charge of a key department like the detective team. Maybe the military police headquarters was not confident in him?

After thinking for a while, I really have no clue.

The people and vehicles outside were ready, so Lin Ze had no choice but to lead the team out.

Two military trucks, carrying two teams of people, attracted the attention of people on both sides of the road.

Some of the timid ones even sneaked back home and propped up the door with sticks, fearing that there would be trouble in the city again.

Those who were brave enough discussed it quietly.

"Hey, look at this. Two big trucks. What are they going to do?"

"How would I know? Why don't you go up and ask?"

"Grandson, you don't want me to do you any good? But judging from the situation, they are going to arrest someone."

"Nonsense! Judging from the way these people are dressed, they are either from the detective team or messengers. Are they going to arrest someone or go to war?"

Lin Ze sat in the passenger seat of the first truck and looked down at the stack of documents again.

No. 32 Xique Hutong.

You know, the location of Xi Que Hutong is pretty good, it's in the inner city.

A hidden radio operator who has not yet been activated lives in such a prosperous place in the inner city?

Lin Ze always felt something was wrong.

There is also a photo in the information. It is of a man in his thirties. The photo should have been taken secretly. The man is in a hurry and it is unknown where he is going.

Lin Ze closed the briefcase and decided not to think about it anymore.

I would rather die than let my friend die. No matter whether he is identified or not, this person must be caught.

When I did work for the Military Police Headquarters before, I always made mistakes. I have to get it done this time!

My brother who lives in Xi Que Hutong, your arrest is of great significance!

While thinking, the truck slowly turned east from Chongwenmen Street.

There was still some distance from Xi Que Hutong, so Lin Ze asked everyone to get off the car.

Then head straight for the target's residence.

When they arrived at the place, Lin Ze took the lead and kicked open the door.

Then they arrived at the main door, exchanged glances, and the two detectives, one was responsible for kicking the door, while the other quickly slipped into the house.

Then Lin Ze went in, raised his gun and shouted, "Don't move, squat with your hands on your head!"

A man in a long gown in the room ran to a cabinet in panic.

Lin Ze fired a shot into the ground, "The next shot will be in your head!"

[Ding! Detected that the host is maliciously intimidating others! Reward: Tracking Card*5]

Lin Ze was completely confused and never understood the system's reward mechanism.

The last time I tortured Tang Wan'er, I was rewarded with a tracking card.

Now I was just trying to scare the radio operator, why did five tracking cards pop up?

I have never seen such an illogical system!

The radio operator got scared and slowly squatted down on the ground.

Then several people came up and pinned him down, tied his hands behind his back, and began to search the house.

Lin Ze searched a small drawer behind the bed and found a pistol. He took a look at it and handed it to the person who was collecting evidence nearby.

In the box that the radio operator just wanted to rush to, a radio transmitter was found.

The detective who had just taken out the transmitter suddenly shouted excitedly: "There's a code book!"

Everybody was happy.

"Fuck! This time I finally did something great!"

"Hey, the Military Police Headquarters is really satisfied this time. They thought this guy was just a small shrimp, but unexpectedly he can be considered a big fish!"

Lin Ze was also shocked.

What is this operation?

The code book is placed together with the radio?

You should at least get a book and disguise yourself!

He thought so in his heart, but smiled, "Brothers, search carefully to see if there are any good things."

The detective handed the code book to Lin Ze, but Lin Ze didn't take it. He took out a cigarette box and said, "I'm going to go out and smoke a cigarette. Just keep it and hand it in when you get back."

After saying that, he left the main room and went to the yard to light a cigarette.

The houses in the inner city, except for those where dignitaries live, are generally smaller.

This yard is a typical courtyard. In the past, it was where small families lived.

The left and right sides were supposed to be auxiliary rooms, but one side has been demolished and turned into a kitchen.

The kitchen has not been built with bricks and stones yet, just an earthen stove and a shed outside.

Lin Ze took a few puffs of his cigarette, then threw the butt on the ground and stomped it out.

I went back to the house and took a few more looks.

Because the house was not big, the search was completed quickly and Lin Ze asked everyone to pack up.

Several people escorted the radio operator out of the yard.

The man was quite honest. When he walked to the truck, the detective pulled him up, but he was still trying hard with his legs!

An old detective laughed and said, "This grandson is quite obedient. Hey, you said you were so obedient, how come you ended up doing this? This is terrible. People say that the guys in our detective team are ruthless and cruel. If they had seen how the military police treat people, our guys' tricks would be like a child peeing and playing with mud. It's just for fun!"

The operator glared at him.

The old detective slapped him in the face and said, "Hey, what's the matter? Are you being naughty?"

Unexpectedly, the radio operator sneered and ignored him.

The old detective was angry and said, "You are really looking down on me!"

Today I have to let you know how awesome it is!

Just as he was rolling up his sleeves and preparing to teach this ignorant spy a lesson, Lin Ze leaned out of the car window and shouted, "What are you doing? Be quiet. The higher-ups take this man very seriously. Shut him up and take him back in peace."

The old detective looked at the radio operator hatefully and stuffed his mouth with a rag he got from somewhere.

When he arrived at the Beijing Police Department and reported the matter to Gao Shengping, Gao was overjoyed.

"Okay! Great! I didn't expect to get the code book by accident. So, stay here for now. I will report to the Military Police Headquarters immediately. In case they ask about the situation at the arrest site, you should also show up and give a report to the ladies."

Lin Zeyi saluted, "Thank you for your cultivation, Director!"