Spy Wars: I am the Captain of the Military Police

"Uncle Tojo, what should we do next? Do you want me to send people to search the whole city?" Zhou Zhengqing received a signal from Nanzō Yunko and immediately spoke to bring Tojo Hideki back to his senses from his fantasies.

“We will definitely have to search for him, but I don’t think we’ll be able to find him.

Since Doihara was in cahoots with the attackers, he must have made careful arrangements and may have left Harbin by now."

Hideki Tojo said in a cold voice, but his eyes remained on the charming face of Nanzō Yunko.

"Uncle Tojo likes her?" Zhou Zhengqing suddenly asked.

"Ah! No... Master Yingzaki, you misunderstood. I was just considering whether what Miss Yunzi said was true." Tojo Hideki looked embarrassed and quickly explained. He was old and still had to save his face, especially in front of someone like Zhou Zhengqing.

"Oh! This is easy to handle. I'll just have someone torture him!" Zhou Zhengqing said indifferently.

Tojo Hideki looked at Nanzō Yunko's pretty face and proud figure again, and said hesitantly, "There's no need to torture her. We don't have any evidence to prove that she's lying. Let me take her back to Xinjing and report to Commander Ueda first."

But who would have thought that Hideki Tojo wanted to save his face, but Zhou Zhengqing didn't.

Zhou Zhengqing just said: "Since Uncle Tojo doesn't like her, then transfer her to me. I like her!" Zhou Zhengqing said shamelessly.

As soon as these words were spoken, the room fell into silence.

Prince Jingren, who was looking at Lingzi and whispering to her, suddenly turned around and shouted in shock: "Takasaki-kun, what do you mean! You are my nephew's husband, how can you like someone else!"

"Your Highness, I just like her abilities and want her to help me! Don't think too much about it. Besides, you'd better stay away from my maid. I'm afraid you will get hurt." Zhou Zhengqing glanced at Jingren and said disdainfully.

"So that's how it is. I misunderstood." Jingren spread his hands and then approached Lingzi and said, "Yingzi, what's wrong with you recently? You don't like to talk to me. And why do I feel that you have changed a lot? Are you sick?"

Zhou Zhengqing saw from the corner of his eye that Lingzi's hands were folded on her lower abdomen. They had turned a little white and it was obvious that she was trying hard to endure.

I observed two seconds of silence for Jingren. This makes me want to be beaten again!

Zhou Zhengqing looked at the dazed Tojo Hideki and said, "Uncle Tojo, you won't refuse my small request, will you?"

"Haha, no way. It's her blessing to be able to stay and help Master Yingzaki." Tojo Hideki said politely, but he couldn't hide the disappointment in his eyes.

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Somewhere in downtown Harbin, in a western restaurant, Zhou Yi was eating steak with Gu Qiuyan, who had just been discharged from the hospital.

"What's wrong? Not to your liking?" Zhou Yi asked while cutting the steak leisurely, looking at Gu Qiuyan who looked a little nervous across from him.

"Ah, no, I just feel a little..." Gu Qiuyan said hurriedly.

Putting down his knife and fork, Zhou Yi wiped his mouth with a napkin, then said, "You need to adapt as quickly as possible, and never show any expression on your face.

They are coming, I will go over there for a moment, you just need to watch, don't be nervous."

Zhou Yi smiled and comforted Gu Qiuyan, then got up and left the restaurant.

After going out, Zhou Yi glanced at the receding gendarmerie patrol, then his gaze lingered on a group of people behind the gendarmerie patrol, and then he raised his hand to call over a cigarette vendor.

"How much are these cigarettes?" Zhou Yi asked, pointing at a pack of cigarettes.

"Two yuan, boss, how many packs do you want?" the vendor said enthusiastically.

"Give me two packs." Zhou Yi said, taking out five Manchukuo yuan and handing it over. "Don't give me the change, give me a box of matches."

"Okay, boss!" The vendor happily took the money and quickly gave Zhou Yi cigarettes and matches.

"Give me two packs too." At this time, a voice suddenly came.

I saw a man wearing a uniform very similar to that of a Japanese military, but with a slightly different style. He was wearing the same sleeve as the military police on his right arm, walking towards me.

Zhou Yi turned his head and saw the conspicuous red word "管" on the other person's sleeve.

"Haha, it turns out to be Captain Zhang. Why are you leading the team on patrol today?" Zhou Yi said enthusiastically when he saw the person coming.

"Captain Zhou, I saw you from a distance. Is that your wife inside?" The man, like Zhou Yi, handed five yuan to the vendor, then reached out and took two packs of cigarettes from the wooden box hanging on the vendor's chest.

"I just got discharged from the hospital and came here to celebrate." Zhou Yi said, opening the cigarette box, taking out a cigarette and handing it to Zhang Xianchen who was smiling opposite him.

"Captain Zhou also likes this brand of cigarettes. I like this too, but unfortunately I couldn't afford it before." Zhang Xianchen reached out to take the cigarette, and when he saw the vendor still standing there, he immediately glared at him and said, "What are you standing there for! Give me the change! Isn't it two yuan a pack?"

When the vendor heard this, he quickly handed over the one dollar he was holding in his hand, his face full of disappointment at not getting the "no need for change" message.

"Hey, I asked you to give me change and you still have this expression on your face. This is hard-earned money. How can I compare with those policemen? Next time you keep dragging your feet, be careful or I'll arrest you." Zhang Xianchen cursed, then stretched out his hand, grabbed the change from the vendor, and put it in his pocket.

The vendor didn't dare to say anything more and was about to leave with his back bent. Unexpectedly, Zhang Xianchen shouted again: "Wait!"

"General, do you need to buy anything else?" The vendor was startled and quickly turned around and asked in a low voice.

"Have you paid the stall fee? Show me your business license!" Zhang Xianchen asked with bulging eyes.

"Yes, I have paid it." The vendor said quickly, and took out a small white booklet from his pocket. The three traditional Chinese characters "Business License" were clearly visible on it.

Zhang Xianchen snatched it away and opened it directly.

Zhou Yi looked at this scene and smiled slightly in his heart. At the same time, he turned his head and looked at the joint patrol team of gendarmerie and security team that had already walked far ahead.

"Take it. Remember to pay the money to the security team on time every month! Get lost." Zhang Xianchen flipped through the small notebook and then threw it directly at the vendor as if he was throwing away garbage.

"Yes, yes, I will hand it in on time." The vendor quickly caught the small notebook that was about to fall to the ground, then turned around and trotted away.

"Come, let me light it for Captain Zhang." Zhou Yi took a cigarette out of the cigarette box, put it in his mouth, then struck a match and lit the cigarette for Zhang Xianchen first. When the match was about to burn out, he lit the cigarette in his own mouth as well.

"Hey, I just happened to be out of matches. Captain Zhou, let me use this box first."

As soon as Zhou Yi threw away the match head in his hand, Zhang Xianchen snatched the whole match from Zhou Yi's hand before he could put it in his pocket, and put it in his own pocket with a smile.