Spy Wars: I have space, but I choose to work alone

"Officer, this is my good citizen certificate!"

Ma Liang nodded and bowed, took out his good citizen certificate and handed it to the fake policeman who was checking, looking like a typical good citizen.

Before the fake police officer could ask any questions, Ma Liang's neighbor's husband, Mrs. Zhang, the police chief of this area, Zhang Yiping, came out from home.

Seeing the police questioning his neighbor Mr. Wu, he thought Ma Liang was being blackmailed by the police, so he took the initiative to step forward and help them out.

"They are all brothers. This is my neighbor, Mr. Wu. Mr. Wu is a writer for the newspaper."

The fake policeman who led the inspection obviously knew Sheriff Zhang Yiping. He smiled and returned Ma Liang's good citizen certificate to Ma Liang.

"Since you are Chief Inspector Zhang's neighbor, just give him a simple body search!" He then signaled his men to search Ma Liang.

Ma Liang naturally smiled and raised his hands to allow the fake police to search him.

The leading policeman walked up to Zhang Yiping and whispered:

"I'm sorry, Lao Zhang. It's not that I don't want to give you face. I was watching you too closely this time, so I had to search you."

"No, it's all for work!" Zhang Yiping did not show any dissatisfaction at all, and even took the initiative to give cigarettes to all the police and Japanese soldiers.

After the body search, no prohibited items were found, only a stack of documents. A few policemen glanced through them and left.

Before leaving, the pseudo-policeman who led the team mentioned something intentionally or unintentionally:

"Today is the Tianchang Festival for the Taijuns. There are many inspections on the streets. If you have nothing to do, go home quickly!"

After the police left, Zhang Yiping also said to Ma Liang:

"Mr. Wu, why are you going out today? There are so many inspections on the street. Not all policemen are as easy to talk to as the one just now. They will extort a few dollars from you even if there is nothing wrong."

Ma Liang raised the manuscript in his hand and said weakly:

"I promised to submit the manuscript to the Min Bao. This is the last day to submit the manuscript. If you miss it, your money will be deducted."

When it comes to money, Zhang Yiping doesn't know what to say. It's not easy to get a job that makes money these days, and the risk has to be taken.

"Then you should go quickly, and remember not to go towards Hongkou Park, as the inspection there is stricter!" Zhang Yiping suggested.

Ma Liang nodded, and then Zhang Yiping went to work.

While walking less than 1 kilometer, Ma Liang was checked for his good citizen certificate twice and searched twice.

Realizing that this was not going to work, Ma Liang walked into a dark alley and quickly changed into a Japanese lieutenant officer uniform that had been prepared long ago.

She carefully applied makeup, put a tuft of hygienic mustache under her nose, and then installed a set of dentures in her mouth.

In just over a minute, Ma Liang transformed from a frail Mr. Wu into a Japanese lieutenant with buck teeth.

Thanks to this suit of skin, no one checked us all the way to the checkpoint set up by the puppet police in Hongkou Park. However, we were stopped at a joint checkpoint set up by the Japanese army and puppet police.

The cars here were lined up in a rare long queue, and the Japanese army checked their identities one by one.

"Sir, please show your ID!" A Japanese non-commissioned officer walked to Ma Liang's car respectfully, stood at attention and saluted before asking Ma Liang for his ID.

"Of course! Soldier!" Ma Liang arrogantly held his ID between two fingers and placed it on the window.

When the Japanese sergeant heard Ma Liang speaking fluent Japanese with a Kyoto accent, he was surprised that a mere lieutenant was driving a car.

It was obvious that he was a noble, and his already respectful attitude became even more respectful.

"Let go!"

After taking a quick look at Ma Liang's ID and confirming that it was him, he immediately returned it to Ma Liang and let him go.

As a professional agent, making fake IDs is a necessary skill, let alone IDs with handwritten black-and-white photos from World War II.

Especially when there are a lot of professional equipment for making fake certificates in the space.

Ma Liang is currently using the Japanese military officer ID. Unless one compares it with the roster of the unit numbers that Ma Liang has written on it, no one can tell that this person is not in their unit.

Except for not being included in the personnel file, Ma Liang's ID is no different from the real thing.

After successfully entering the security circle set up by the puppet police, Ma Liang did not risk walking into the Japanese military security circle.

Although Ma Liang was very confident in his camouflage skills, he would definitely not be exposed.

But now this is a small military parade of the Japanese army, and there are at least several thousand Japanese regular troops on the scene. Ma Liang will not take the risk easily.

"Hello, Majesty!"

When passing a fake police checkpoint, Ma Liang did not undergo any inspection at all, and the leading fake policeman even saluted him proactively.

Ma Liang walked past the sentry post expressionlessly, and the leading fake policeman put down his hand and muttered:

"This Japanese guy is quite tall, unlike other short guys, he looks like Wu Dalang!"

This is also the reason why Ma Liang has never disguised himself as an ordinary person. His height of 1 meters is considered a common height among modern Asians.

In the eyes of some modern women, this height is just a second-class disability, slightly better than a third-class disability.

However, the Japanese army at that time, in 1927, promulgated the "Military Service Law of 2", which divided young people of military age into five categories.

Young people who are over 150 cm tall and have excellent physical indicators are classified as "Type A military service personnel", and young people who are over 150 cm tall and have excellent physical indicators in most aspects are classified as "Type B military service personnel".

Those who are over 145 cm tall are classified as “Type C”, and those with mental abnormalities or who are less than 145 cm tall are classified as “Type D”.

That is to say, the first batch of Japanese troops fighting against the Japanese at that time were all Type A elite soldiers, and their average height was definitely not more than 160 cm.

Ma Liang is 1.75 meters tall. If he often disguises himself as a common military officer, his features will be too obvious and he will be easily remembered by others as long as he appears in their eyes.

When Ma Liang sneaked into the outskirts of Hongkou Park where the Tianchang Festival was held, Wang Tianmu and Li Zecheng, the leaders of the Military Control Commission in Shanghai, also disguised themselves as businessmen and prepared to take advantage of the Tianchang Festival to visit the Japanese-occupied area.

"Manager Zheng, it's time for the second inspection!" Li Zecheng, deputy station chief of the Military Control Commission, said to Wang Tianmu in the car.

Today, as soon as they left the French Concession and walked less than three kilometers, their car was inspected again.

Unlike in the past when they only checked the good citizen certificates of dignitaries driving cars, these two times they searched both the person and the car.

"Turning back is too risky!" Wang Tianmu thought about it and immediately ordered the driver to turn back to the French Concession.

On the way, Wang Tianmu said to Li Zecheng:

"With such strict inspection methods, the mysterious person could only bring in a small pistol at most. It's unlikely to cause any major incidents. It seems we are worrying too much."

It turned out that the two people were attracted by Ma Liang's mysterious phone call. Afterwards, they sent someone to the telephone office to check and try to track him back.

But what was unbelievable to everyone was that the telephone company had no call records at that time.

This aroused the interest of Wang Tianmu and Li Zecheng, and they decided to venture to the Japanese war zone to take a look.

However, the strict and impartial body and car searches made them dare not take any more risks, and they returned to the safer concession.