Spy Wars: I am the Captain of the Military Police

At this time, Chen Ming raised his hand and said, "Taijun, I think 20,000 yuan is acceptable to me. Otherwise, I will give you the money now?"

Chen Ming was anxious! Those ginsengs were top quality, and many dignitaries wanted to buy them but couldn't. Not to mention that he could buy three for 20,000 yuan, even if he only bought one, he would make money!

What's more, there are other things in it. At least those pieces of antlers look good! I can't let them slip away from me.

"Boss, is it so profitable to run a restaurant?" Maruno Ichiro was a little overwhelmed when he heard Chen Ming say this. How could the owner of a Chinese restaurant come up with 20,000 yuan in one go?

And what about him, a soldier of the Empire carrying a gun? He only made ten dollars a month before! He was worse than a cow or a horse!

"Sell! Of course I will! Boss! You are my best friend. If I have any good stuff in the future, I will come to you first!" The soldier holding the bag looked at Chen Ming with a wary look in the last moment, but his expression changed the next moment, and he smiled brilliantly.

"And me, boss, I have canned food here too! They're only $1.50!"

"There are also mine. Take a look at them too. If you need anything, the price is negotiable."

Before Ichiro Maruno could say anything else, the dozen or so soldiers from the Fourth Division, whose eyes were red with excitement at Chen Ming's generosity, surrounded him and kept trying to sell the goods in their pockets.

Two other soldiers ran up to Zhang Xianchen holding their pockets and asked him to help them check if there was anything valuable among the specialties in their hands.

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"Maruno Taijun, that soldier sold his gun. Do we want to take it?" Zhang Xianchen made a gesture of arresting someone, and then said, "He made 20,000 yuan from this restaurant owner. After arresting him, maybe we can confiscate some of it."

"Hey... forget it. The captain has already agreed to it. Why should we be the bad guys? Besides..."

When Ichiro Maruno thought about the cannons that were secretly taken away by Chief Itai of his gendarmerie, he felt helpless. He didn't want to get himself into trouble.

Some things are best ignored. The gendarmerie is tough to the outside, but also very cruel to the inside. He doesn't want to be suddenly "killed in action" one day.

"Then are we still going to eat here?" Zhang Xianchen asked again.

"Forget it, let's not eat there. Let's go to another restaurant. It makes me uncomfortable to see these army idiots making money. Twenty thousand dollars! How can I eat?" After saying that, Ichiro Maruno was ready to take his people away.

But at this moment, Chen Ming may have felt the increasingly fiery gazes of the soldiers surrounding him selling goods.

Worried that he would be eaten alive after the military police left, he quickly shouted at the top of his voice: "Thank you all for thinking highly of me and selling everything to me. Now, everyone present here will have free meals today, and I will serve you two jars of good wine."

Maruno Ichiro paused, looked at Zhang Xianchen and said, "Go ask if we are also free."

Zhang Xianchen...

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At night, after completing a day's patrol, Zhang Xianchen returned to the security team's base.

This place is actually not far from the gendarmerie, because this is the cargo yard where Chen Hexuan and others were originally detained.

Now the security team has only 500 people, and the cargo yard is large enough, so the gendarmerie converted the cargo yard into the security team’s base, and when the number of personnel increases in the future, they will find another place to arrange them.

Among the underground party members who were originally detained in the cargo yard, some were screened and joined the security team, while others were sent to Daoli Prison, in preparation for their "prison escape" after a while.

Along the way, he greeted people he knew or didn't know. Some security guards who were originally Japanese ronin looked down on Zhang Xianchen, a Chinese, in their hearts, but they would still bow to him when they met him.

There were military police suppressing them from above. After Ken Nakagawa taught these soldiers who were originally Japanese ronin a lesson several times, all of them became extremely honest. After all, being hung upside down on the railing and beaten was too brutal. Even the Japanese ronin who were used to lawlessness could not stand it.

Pushing open the door of his office, Zhang Xianchen saw Chen Hexuan and Yao Wenkang who had been waiting there.

"Why did you take so long to come back? I hope nothing happened." Chen Hexuan asked as he stood up.

Zhang Xianchen raised his hand to stop Chen Hexuan from talking, and said with a smile: "I had a drink with Maruno Taijun and the others. The boss was too enthusiastic and brought several jars of fine wine. I drank a little too much and came back a little late."

As he spoke, Zhang Xianchen walked into the door and observed the surrounding situation while turning around to close the door.

"Old Zhang, there are people watching around, you are very safe." Chen Hexuan said immediately after watching Zhang Xianchen's actions.

"There are Japanese everywhere here, so it's better to be careful about everything." Zhang Xianchen knew that there were people watching him. He had noticed it when he entered the door. He was still so careful now because he always felt that someone was paying attention to him recently.

After closing the door, Zhang Xianchen walked straight to the window and looked out. Then he turned around and said to Chen Hexuan and Yao Wenkang with a smile, "I got the address. Everything went well."

"Great!" Hearing this, Chen Hexuan clapped his hands excitedly, and then said, "Our superiors asked us to find those traitors as soon as possible, and now we finally know where they are hiding."

Yao Wenkang, who was standing by, was also very happy after hearing this and said, "The people in the secret service department are really stubborn. Gao Bin has been arrested for such a long time, but Lu Ming is still holding on to those people."

"Zhou Yi guessed that Lu Ming wanted to take advantage of those people's familiarity with our organization's style of doing things and continue to make meritorious contributions. Lu Ming is also an ambitious person who is unwilling to be under someone else's command for long, especially now that Gao Bin has been arrested, his mind must be active." Chen Hexuan said.

"He is dreaming!" Yao Wenkang sneered, then watched Zhang Xianchen take out a five-yuan bill and a match, strike the match, and then slowly roast the bill over the flame.

"By the way, have you found a place, Old Zhang? Once we get them out, I will personally interrogate Feng Zian and ask him how he can live with his conscience after killing so many comrades!" Yao Wenkang said gritting his teeth as he watched Zhang Xianchen's actions.

"We've found it. It's very hidden. We can slowly investigate those comrades...those people there." Zhang Xianchen struck matches to roast the banknotes one by one while answering Yao Wenkang's questions.

But when he mentioned that comrade, he noticed the flame of the match in his hand flickering. He saw from the corner of his eye that Yao Wenkang's face looked wrong and his breathing became heavier, so he quickly changed his words and called him those people.

"Hmph, if you ask me, there's no need for an investigation or anything like that. The fact that the police department protected them so well is enough to prove that those people really betrayed us!" Yao Wenkang said in a deep voice.

"Hey, Wenkang, don't act on impulse. I know that many comrades in your municipal committee have sacrificed their lives, but the more so, the more we cannot wrongly accuse one of our comrades.

What if some of those people were coerced? They didn't surrender to the police department! If you kill the traitor directly, you will be fooled by the police department. "Chen Hexuan patted Yao Wenkang on the shoulder and said.

"Secretary Chen, I..." Yao Wenkang wanted to say something, but when he met Chen Hexuan's gaze, he swallowed his words back.