Spy Wars: I am the Captain of the Military Police

Military Police Office.

Zhou Zhengqing listened to Shunsuke Nakamura's report.

A lot of things happened last night. First, Lao Kong was arrested, then Zhou Yi was attacked. Military police were also killed.

Captain Zhou Zhengqing must know the details of what happened.

Zhou Yi was saved after a night of emergency treatment. Thanks to Bai Yanliusheng's superb medical skills and the sufficient medicine and plasma provided by the military police, his life was saved. However, after several hours of continuous surgery, although most of the shrapnel in Zhou Yi's body was removed, there were still a few pieces that would remain in Zhou Yi's body forever.

Gu Qiuyan's condition was much better, and Bai Yanliusheng didn't even need to do anything. A few young surgeons took care of it.

It can also be seen here that the Military Police Hospital is indeed a good place to practice. Military police are on missions all year round, and gunshot wounds and the like must occur frequently. This has also created a first-class level in the treatment of surgical trauma in the Military Police Hospital.

Both of them are still in a coma, and although their lives are saved, it will take more than a day or two for them to recover.

"What happened to the barbershop owner's body?"

Zhou Zhengqing learned from Lao Kong's story that the barber shop owner was a member of the underground party. Although his death was indirectly caused by himself, Zhou Zhengqing did not regret it.

If we keep this old Kong, it will cause greater losses to the underground party.

At the same time, Zhou Zhengqing also saw the fierceness of the underground party in the barber shop owner, who would rather die than live in disgrace. This is something that many people cannot do.

"Captain, the person is in the morgue. According to convention, he will be thrown into a mass grave in the suburbs after the autopsy."

"Mr. Nakamura. Do you have the courage that others have?" Zhou Zhengqing asked.

"What?" Nakamura Shunsuke didn't react for a moment.

"I'm asking if you have the courage to die together with others. I want to hear the truth," Zhou Zhengqing repeated.

Nakamura Shunsuke was stunned and thought for a long time. Then he murmured, "I... I might be able to do it."

"No, Nakamura-kun. You can't do it. I know that from the way you can't look me in the eyes."

"Hey, I'm sorry, Captain. I. I can't do it."

"Yoshi, Nakamura-kun. Honesty is precious. Sometimes admitting that you are not as good as others is an act of courage. Being stubborn is a sign of incompetence."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Zhou Zhengqing nodded in satisfaction as he looked across at Shunsuke Nakamura, who was several years older than him, and treated him respectfully like a student.

"A warrior's final resting place should not be a mass grave. His behavior is worthy of our learning. Do you understand what I mean?"

"I understand. I will give this warrior a proper burial." Suddenly thinking of something, Nakamura Shunsuke asked carefully. "Well, what about Lao Kong? Should he be buried with him?"

As he spoke, he could not help but imagine a scene like a slaughterhouse in his mind. His stomach churned. He had been staying in China for many years and had never been to the battlefield. He had never seen such a shocking scene. Involuntarily, he looked up at Fujita Sakurako who was quietly serving Zhou Zhengqing.

The other person seemed to sense his gaze and slowly raised her head, revealing a cute little face with a bright smile.

Nakamura Shunsuke's heart seemed to be squeezed tightly by someone, and it stopped beating for a moment. A chaotic picture came to his mind, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Fortunately, Zhou Zhengqing's words interrupted his wild thoughts at the right time.

"Him? A man who betrayed his own country. What qualifications does he have for us to take him seriously? It's no exaggeration to throw him to the dogs."

Hearing this, Nakamura Shunsuke was stunned. He looked at Zhou Zhengqing with some entanglement. "Then... this..."

Zhou Zhengqing also suddenly realized that he had said something wrong subconsciously, but there would not be any serious consequences.

"Nakamura-kun, are you wondering why I killed Lao Kong? And why I wanted to kill the people in the interrogation room?"

"Oh, I dare not."

"It doesn't matter. Your suspicion is correct. I can tell you. I want to save that woman Xu Ziping, and Lao Kong said something he shouldn't have said. Do you understand?"

Nakamura Shunsuke immediately understood. Xu Ziping was pretty and a mature woman. Although Fujita Sakurako beside the boss was also a pretty girl, she was still very immature. It was not surprising that the boss had feelings for Xu Ziping.

As for Xu Ziping being an anti-Japanese activist, for a nobleman like the commander, is it a big deal? As long as he is not openly treasonous, being an anti-Japanese activist is really nothing.

However, Nakamura Shunsuke thought of something. He frowned and spoke cautiously. "Sir, that woman has a husband!"

"Baga, what are you thinking! I have other plans for her."

"Sorry, I was overthinking it." Nakamura Shunsuke said sorry, but his expression still looked like, "You can say yours, I don't believe it anyway."

Zhou Zhengqing was helpless. How could he not see what Nakamura Shunsuke was thinking? But he really didn't have that in mind. It was too troublesome to continue explaining, so he could only change the subject.

"Several gendarmes died this time. How are the pensions paid?"

"The general pension for soldiers is 500 yen. We don't have to worry about this. There is a special department in the country that manages this matter."

Zhou Zhengqing thought about it. The allowance of an ordinary military policeman is 10 yen per month, which is 120 yen per year. The pension of 500 seems to be a lot, but in terms of purchasing power, it can only support the basic expenses of a family for about a year.

It can also be seen here that the allowances of Japanese soldiers were extremely low. No wonder these soldiers all loved money like their lives. They would rob money at any time. Low allowances were also an important reason.

Zhou Zhengqing was not short of money. When he came to China this time, his mother deposited 50 US dollars in the bank for Takuto Takazaki at one time. This was the US dollar in 1937. At that time, the exchange rate between the Japanese yen and the US dollar was about 2.5, which was converted to 125 million Japanese yen.

This is a huge sum of money that ordinary Japanese people dare not even think about. But for Zhou Zhengqing, it is just daily expenses. If he wants money, he can ask his family for it.

"Nakamura-kun, let me give you this. I will personally increase the pension of each soldier who died in battle by 2000 yen. I will have people in the country deliver this money directly to the families of the fallen soldiers." Zhou Zhengqing would certainly do something to win people's hearts. Besides, he didn't feel bad at all because he was spending his family's money.

"Ah! On behalf of the families of the fallen soldiers, I thank you for your kindness, sir." Nakamura Shunsuke bowed and saluted. It was obvious that he was sincere.

"Also, notify everyone. The military police allowances will be doubled. From now on, if anyone dies in action while carrying out my orders, I will provide a pension. Remember, these are my orders."

"Sir! Really? If we do this, will it cause dissatisfaction from the Lushun headquarters?" Nakamura Shunsuke asked Zhou Zhengqing with his eyes wide open and a look of disbelief on his face.

Zhou Zhengqing raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile, and said indifferently.

"Nakamura-kun, just do as I say. As long as you follow my instructions in the future, this benefit is just the beginning. Let's cheer up our warriors!"

"Hi!" Nakamura Shunsuke responded respectfully, then turned and left. He muttered to himself that this new chief was really generous.

Although this move might anger the Lushun headquarters, Shunsuke Nakamura did not care, because he knew that as long as he followed this superior, he would not suffer any loss.

Nakamura Shunsuke was in a good mood when he went out, with a proud smile on his face. The shadow brought to him by Fujita Sakurako and the doubts about Lao Kong being silenced were diluted by the joy brought by the upcoming increase in allowances.

After all, the power of money is infinite.

As a captain, his original allowance was 30 yen per month. If it could be doubled to 60 yen, he would have a full 720 yen a year.

This amount of money is not a small sum for him and can greatly improve the living conditions of his family.

Before long, there was a burst of cheers from the entire gendarmerie, with some people even shouting "Long live the captain" excitedly.

Zhou Zhengqing couldn't help but sneer in his heart after hearing this. These guys are really stupid. They think they have gained benefits, but they don't know that they will have to pay it back in the future. Pay with your life.