Spy Wars: I am the Captain of the Military Police

The morphine factory was heavily guarded by military police.

When Yamada Iwakuro arrived at the camp gate, he first respectfully explained his purpose to the military police at the gate, and then stood at the gate with a bow to wait.

After the military police went in to report, they came out quite a while later and told him that Miss Sakurako was there and to come in.

Yamada Iwakuro took a deep breath, straightened his suit collar, and then bowed as he followed the military police into the camp.

The camp was filled with military police in uniform, their expressions serious, their steps orderly, and a chilling atmosphere permeated the air.

Yamada Iwakuro didn't dare to look around. He just kept his head down and followed the military police step by step toward a small building in the camp.

Upon arriving at the entrance of the small building, the military police stopped and gestured for him to go inside.

Yamada Iwakuro straightened his clothes again, then gently pushed open the door and went inside.

When I met Lingzi, she was sitting on the sofa in the living room reading a book. She was wearing a light-colored dress and her hair was casually draped over her shoulders. She looked less sharp and more gentle than before, but she still had a commanding presence.

When he came in, Lingzi merely raised her eyelids slightly, said nothing, and continued reading the book in her hands.

Yamada Iwakuro immediately bent his knees slightly, bowed deeply, his waist almost at a ninety-degree angle, and respectfully handed the report to Reiko with both hands: "Miss Sakurako, I have come to report to you that the opium sent from Fengtian to Tianjin has been successfully transported, the quantity is sufficient, and there are no errors."

His voice was respectful and humble, his eyes fixed on the ground, not daring to look up even slightly, for fear that his gaze might offend Miss Sakura in front of him.

Lingzi put down the book in her hand, stretched out her fair and slender hand, and took the report he handed over.

Her fingers were long and slender, and her nails were neatly trimmed with a light pink hue.

He casually flipped through the report, his eyes quickly scanning its contents, before placing it on the coffee table.

"Thank you for your hard work," Lingzi said indifferently, her tone devoid of any emotion.

"It's no trouble at all! It's no trouble at all!" Yamada Iwakurou quickly replied, his tone full of flattery: "It is my honor to serve Miss Sakurako. No matter how hard it is, I am willing to do it!"

As he spoke, he bowed again, his forehead almost touching the ground.

He never expected that Miss Sakura would say "You've worked hard" to him. These three simple words made him feel that all the suffering and effort he had put in before was worth it.

"Have the subsequent opium shipments been arranged?" Reiko asked.

"Everything is arranged! Everything is arranged!" Yamada Iwakuro hurriedly replied, bowing even lower: "I have personally arranged for dedicated personnel to be in charge and supervise the entire process. I have doubled the number of guards and reached an agreement with the local garrison to send teams to meet us along the way for each transport. There will absolutely be no more mistakes!"

All future transportation will proceed smoothly, and there will be absolutely no problems!

Lingzi glanced at him and said calmly, "I only care about the results. I don't want to hear any more news about delays in opium transport, and I especially don't want to hear about trains being attacked by guerrillas."

"Yes, yes, yes! I understand! I will ensure that nothing goes wrong!" Yamada Iwakuro bowed quickly, his tone full of respect and promise: "I have repeatedly instructed the relevant person in charge that if anyone makes a mistake in this matter, I will deal with it seriously and without any leniency!"

Lingzi looked at his humble appearance, her face still expressionless, and said calmly, "Now that things are done, you can go back first."

The subsequent opium shipments must continue without any further mishaps.

"As long as you handle things well, the Military Police Headquarters will not treat you unfairly, and no one from the South Manchuria Railway will dare to make things difficult for you!"

Yamada Iwakuro was overjoyed, as if struck by a warm current, and his blood boiled instantly.

Is this an attempt to curry favor with the Military Police Headquarters?

Miss Sakura's words clearly mean that she considers me one of her own!

With the support of the Military Police Headquarters, my position in the South Manchuria Railway Company will be more secure, and I may even be able to advance further!

If I can continue to satisfy Miss Sakura with my work, I might even gain the appreciation of the Takasaki family, and then my future will be limitless!

"Yes, sir! I understand! I will make sure there are no more mistakes in the subsequent transportation!" Yamada Iwakuro replied hastily. At this point, referring to himself as "subordinate" was quite natural, as if it were the proper thing to do.

He slowly straightened up, but still maintained his bowed posture. He carefully took a few steps back before turning around, bowing, and leaving the room.

Once outside the factory area, Yamada Iwakuro finally dared to straighten his back and let out a long sigh of relief.

The soreness in his lower back returned, but he didn't care at all, and a relieved smile appeared on his face.

He looked up at the sky, and the gloomy sky seemed to brighten up, and the oppressive feeling in the air disappeared.

He felt as if he had been reborn; all his previous anxiety and torment had vanished, replaced by anticipation and expectation for the future.

This time, he not only saved his job and his family's lives, but also gained a tremendous opportunity.

As long as I cling tightly to Miss Sakurako and the Military Police Headquarters, I'm sure I can thrive in the South Manchuria Railway Company.

He even began to fantasize that if he could gain the favor of the Takasaki family and become their vassal, he could rise to the top in one step and never have to act according to others' wishes again.

Upon returning to the South Manchuria Railway Tianjin office, Yamada Iwakuro immediately convened an emergency meeting with all those in charge of opium transportation, including transportation coordinators, warehouse managers, and the captain of the guard.

The atmosphere in the meeting room was serious. Everyone kept their heads down and dared not speak. They all knew that Yamada Iwakuro was currently overwhelmed with problems related to opium trafficking and were afraid of angering him.

At the meeting, Yamada Iwakuro changed his previous agitation and fierceness, and solemnly emphasized that he must personally oversee and supervise all matters related to opium transportation from now on, and absolutely no mistakes can be made.

He explained in detail the difficulties encountered during the transport and the solutions, making everyone understand the importance of the matter.

"Remember, the affairs of the Military Police Headquarters are our most important matters!" Yamada Iwakuro's tone was solemn, and his sharp gaze swept over everyone present: "If anyone dares to make even the slightest mistake in this matter, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Even if I wanted to protect you then, I wouldn't be able to!

Everyone present was so frightened that they quickly bowed and replied, "Yes, sir! We understand!"

They could clearly sense the seriousness and authority in Yamada Iwakuro's tone; no one dared to joke about their future.

Yamada Iwakuro nodded in satisfaction and continued, "Starting today, the transportation dispatch department will need to communicate with the Fengtian Office in advance to ensure that trains depart on time."

The escort team should strengthen patrols and reconnaissance to ensure the safe operation of the train; the warehouse department should make preparations in advance and organize unloading and verification of quantities as soon as the train arrives.

Every step must be flawless, understand?

"Hi Yi!"