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

Soon the military police who were looking for Takahashi Shiro found Takahashi's house, and after knocking on the door and calling for help to no avail.

The sergeant in charge called a lieutenant who was in charge of guarding the officers' residential area, and with the lieutenant's permission, they broke open the locked door and entered Takahashi Shiro's house.

"boom!"

When the sergeant in charge turned the door to Takahashi's bedroom, he triggered the booby trap set by Ma Liang, and the sergeant who opened the door was killed on the spot.

Xiao Ri was not a fool, and he quickly found the engineers to clear the mines. The booby traps that Ma Liang had placed on the windowsill and bed did not work.

But the horrific scene on the bed shocked everyone, and even several well-trained Japanese military police vomited on the spot.

40 minutes later, all the senior officers of the Military Police Headquarters gathered at Takahashi Shiro's house, and all of them looked at the military doctor performing the autopsy with grim expressions.

"Judging from the degree of rigor mortis of the deceased, Takahashi's wife and children died five hours ago, while Takahashi died just an hour ago. His body has not yet completely lost its temperature."

"Secondly, it was the cross cut on the abdomen that caused Takahashi's death. Judging from the knife skills, the murderer was a person with professional surgical training. It is difficult for ordinary people to successfully cut through several layers of skin on the abdomen with two knives without damaging the intestines and other organs."

"From the soaked sheets under Takahashi's body, it can be seen that Takahashi suffered great pain before his death and died of neurogenic shock."

Hearing this unfamiliar medical term, the uneducated officers in the Military Police Headquarters all looked at the military doctor.

The military doctor saw that the officers were all looking at him, and he quickly explained:

"That's what people call death by pain."

A colonel asked doubtfully:

"Then why didn't Takahashi-kun struggle or call for help?"

The military doctor pushed up his glasses on the bridge of his nose, pointed at a clear black pinhole on Takahashi Shiro's neck and explained:

"The murderer must have injected Takahashi with a large amount of muscle relaxants, paralyzing all the muscles in his body, making him unable to speak and unable to move his hands, but without affecting his sense of pain..."

"That's enough~"

The leading Lieutenant General Kato angrily stopped the military doctor possessed by Conan, and he himself did not notice that his voice was trembling.

After listening to the military doctor's explanation, I just put myself in Takahashi Shiro's shoes for four hours last night.

All the soldiers in the room felt a chill, no one spoke, and everyone's face looked extremely ugly.

All of a sudden, the officers of the Military Police Headquarters felt grief for the loss of their loved ones. Even the few officers who didn't like Takahashi Shiro's limelight looked at him with sadness, thinking:

"How painful is this death?"

Don’t be fooled by the fact that people often talk about committing suicide by seppuku in their daily lives and package it in a way that makes it sound so noble.

It was regarded as the highest honor. In ordinary days, only samurai could commit suicide by seppuku, while ordinary people had no such qualifications.

But looking at the entire history of our day, there are not many people who actually died from seppuku.

There is no other reason, it just hurts so much!

As a ritual, seppuku needs to be performed according to certain steps, otherwise it will be regarded as unprofessional or even a shame.

According to tradition, for the sake of so-called honor and dignity, the person committing seppuku must try his best to maintain his demeanor without anesthesia. He must not roll around in pain or shout loudly.

Generally speaking, a person who commits seppuku needs to endure extreme pain for several hours to complete the whole process and die normally.

This traditional form of seppuku was so painful that even Xiao Zi himself, who was known for his perversion, could not bear it.

Therefore, the profession of kaishakunin was added to the traditional seppuku ceremony. Most of the people who committed seppuku were close friends, and some opponents might volunteer to serve as kaishakunin to pay tribute to their courage.

The role of the kaishakunin is to chop off the person's head with a knife immediately after the person has committed seppuku, in order to alleviate the long-term pain caused by seppuku.

Later on, the kid's seppuku ritual was simplified to the point where the boy just symbolically touched the knife to the abdomen and was beheaded without causing a fatal wound.

After finishing the work with Takahashi Shiro, the officers of the headquarters returned to the headquarters soon, and another piece of bad news came.

The secret prison used by the Military Police Headquarters to detain high-value prisoners was broken into. A squad of military police guarding the prison was completely killed, and all the high-value prisoners in custody escaped.

"Bagya Road!"

"Too deceiving!"

"This is a challenge to the authority of the Locust Army~"

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These two events happened together, and especially after viewing the horrific death of Shiro Takahashi, the officers of the Military Police Headquarters were furious.

"hehe!"

Lieutenant General Kato sneered, stood up and shouted at his officers:

"The cowardly enemies who only dare to hide in the dark are trying to scare my locust army with bloody slaughter. Tell me, can these little tricks of theirs scare off the invincible locust army of His Majesty the Heavenly Locust?"

Provoked by Lieutenant General Kato, all the officers immediately stood up with red faces, stretched their necks and shouted with red faces:

"It's a black card, it's onboard!"

"The locust army will win on this great day!"

Kato was indeed an experienced military officer who was capable of reaching the rank of lieutenant general. With just a few words, he boosted the originally low morale.

He looked with satisfaction at his officers who had regained their murderous intent. A hint of madness flashed in his eyes, and a counterattack plan had already taken shape in his mind.

"Order!"

Upon hearing the order, all the officers stood up and looked at Lieutenant General Kato with expectant eyes.

"First, all prisoners who can be killed in the Military Police Headquarters Prison will be executed in public this morning. Use killing to deter the enemies hiding in the dark."

"Second, mobilize the army to hunt down the "saboteur" hiding in the countryside of Shanghai, and use practical actions to teach those saboteurs the consequences of angering the locust army."

"Hi!"

They were all officers who had followed Kato for many years, so they understood what Kato meant. After hearing Kato's orders, they all became murderous.

At dawn, the news that the Japanese military police headquarters was going to carry out a large-scale execution of prisoners spread throughout the city through the mouths of the police.

At the same time, the Japanese military police in Shanghai launched a large-scale Japanese-style clearing operation to "search for saboteurs" in rural areas of Shanghai.

However, Ma Liang, the instigator of the crime, had no regrets at all while he was busy in a meeting at the gendarmerie headquarters.

In a safe house in the concession, he used a film camera to copy the photo of Takahashi Shiro he had taken, and developed a hundred copies. On the back of the photo, he used his left hand to hold a brush dipped in red medicine and wrote:

“Blood debt paid with blood”

Then, he threw these 100 photos into the office of Min Bao, the most radical newspaper in the concession, under the cover of night.

Rather than being hesitant in doing things in the future, it is better to suffer a short pain than a long one.

Ma Liang decided to use his best method of stopping killing with killing, so that the Japanese army would not dare to vent their anger on civilians and resort to the absurd practice of "for every Japanese soldier killed, ten Chinese would be buried with him".

In a word, Ma Liang would kill anyone who dared to attack civilians, until no Japanese soldier dared to attack civilians at will.