Spy Wars: I am the Captain of the Military Police

After Zhou Zhengqing came to the gendarmerie, the gendarmes had more money in their hands, but getting something for free always makes people happy, right? So they felt closer to Zhang Xianchen, and even smiled more when they looked at other people in the security team.

You know, the security team is either Chinese or Japanese ronin, and the military police look down on these people. It is really not easy to give them a good face now.

"Yoshi! Zhang Sang is worthy of being a friend of the empire. Patrolling is tiring already. If we can go out to eat in a restaurant, everyone will be very happy!" Maruno Ichiro also said happily. He hadn't gone out to eat in a long time.

Before Zhou Zhengqing came, he and other people often went to restaurants run by Chinese people to eat and drink for free.

After Zhou Zhengqing came, he also made money without reward, but the rule of paying for meals made him feel uncomfortable. Who would dare to ask him for money before!

Whenever he thought of his father who was injured and unable to go out to work, he was reluctant to spend his money like he did before, let alone let the Chinese take the money away.

I didn’t have the ability to help my family before, and I was speechless about it, so I just gave up and spent all my monthly allowance.

But now that I can earn money, I am reluctant to spend it. I just want to make my family live a better life.

The last time they received a telegram from home, the Takazaki family sent someone to their home to hand the money to their father and asked if he needed any other help.

Although Ichiro Maruno knew that the person who came to the door must be someone randomly picked by the Takazaki family, he could still read the family's happiness between the lines of the telegram.

His family members told him to follow his superiors carefully, and said that other neighbors in the village who used to look down on his family changed their attitudes drastically after seeing that the Takazaki family had sent people to their home, and they all came to try to please them.

Ichiro Maruno could even imagine the ugly faces of his neighbors when he looked at the telegram. Not only that, the Takazaki family also helped his family get back the compensation for his father's injury, which was much more than he expected.

In the telegram, my mother told me not to bring money home anymore, told me to eat something good, and reminded me to be careful.

The more this happened, the more Ichiro Maruno was reluctant to spend money. Having been away from home for a few years, his whole mind was now focused on how to make his family live a better life, so going out to a restaurant was really a luxury for him now.

"Mr. Maruno, I think it's almost time. Why don't we find a restaurant and have a good meal now?" Zhang Xianchen suggested.

Maruno Ichiro looked at his watch and said, "There are still more than 20 minutes until the end of get off work. Since Mr. Zhang is so polite, we won't refuse. Let's go. I know a restaurant with very good food. Let's go there together."

Zhang Xianchen glanced at Maruno Ichiro's wrist calmly. A ladies' watch was hidden in Maruno Ichiro's sleeve, and when Maruno Ichiro looked at the watch, a complex look flashed across his face for a moment.

Stolen? Or given by his lover? Zhang Xianchen was puzzled.

If a Japanese wears a women's watch, he will be looked down upon by his peers.

"Maruno-tai-kun recommended it. I would like to try it too. Let's go now."

"Yoshi! Let's go!" Ichiro Maruno waved his hand and led the team in one direction.

About half an hour later, Zhang Xianchen looked at the sign in front of him and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Northeastern Chinese restaurant...

Turning around, the sign of Xing'an Inn is particularly eye-catching.

While I was still in a daze, I heard loud laughter coming from the restaurant, and someone was shouting something in Japanese. It seemed like it was very lively.

"Mr. Maruno, is the business of this restaurant so good?" Zhang Xianchen withdrew his gaze from the street and asked Ichiro Maruno curiously.

"The Northeastern cuisine here is very delicious. I've been here several times." Maruno Ichiro was already a little impatient, and he led his people in.

As soon as he entered the door, Ichiro Maruno was also stunned, because at this time in the restaurant, there was also a group of soldiers in yellow military uniforms shouting and making a fuss.

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Chen Ming felt miserable! Really miserable!

Looking at the Japanese soldier stretching his hand out to me, I couldn't say a word to greet his family.

He turned around and looked at the dozen or so pockets placed in the corner of the lobby, his face feeling depressed and helpless.

"You, work for money!"

A Japanese soldier stretched out his hand to Chen Ming with excitement.

"Madam, I understand Japanese and can understand you. Let me put it this way, my small shop can't accept so many things from you!" Chen Ming said with a wry smile and shook his head.

"Yo, you can speak Japanese, that's great! Boss, business should be honest. You have eaten the food made with these ingredients, haven't you? You even praised the ingredients for being fresh and delicious.

How can you not pay? Do you want to take our things for free? "A soldier took Chen Ming's hand and kept talking. He spoke Japanese so fast that Chen Ming almost didn't understand.

"What are you doing here, you guys from the regiment?" As soon as Maruno Ichiro entered the door, he saw a dozen soldiers surrounding the restaurant owner and making a fuss, and his face turned dark.

The military police captain repeatedly told them to follow the rules! They even had to pay for their meals. What were they doing?!

He is trying to rob the boss, does he mean he is going to make some extra money today?

The military police now implements a performance system, and there are subsidies for arresting people! Although it is not much, it is not as fast as killing people when on a mission, but a mosquito leg is still meat.

It is because of this reward system that Harbin is now in a state of panic. As soon as they see the gendarmerie, no matter if they are Japanese, Chinese, European, American or Soviet, they will all run away in fear.

Because the gendarmerie can always find various reasons to punish them.

It would be fine if he accepted the punishment, but if he maintained a tough attitude, he would end up in the multi-person cell in the gendarmerie prison.

The gendarmerie doesn't kill people, they just feed you paid porridge every day, which is a mushy paste made from the leftovers from the gendarmerie canteen.

After each meal, they would extort some money from the other person to pay for the meal. If the person had no money, they would strip him of his clothes to pay the bill until his family came with the bail money.

At the beginning, many Chinese were arrested.

But later, the military police discovered that a large number of the Chinese people who were arrested could not afford such high bail.

There wasn't much money found on those people, and they still had to be fed every day. The officers didn't allow them to be killed, saying that bullets cost money and killing them would waste gasoline to transport them, so they simply beat them up as punishment and then forced them to work in factories to pay off their debts.

The gendarmerie also discovered a way to make money. They sent people to factories to work as labor to pay off debts, and if they were abused or not given food, or if they were injured while working.

This will provide another excuse to fine the factory owners, fully demonstrating what humane law enforcement is.