Spy Wars: I am the Captain of the Military Police

Gendarmerie.

"Captain Takazaki, there must be some misunderstanding here! Hideo Yamada just called and said that it was your military police who launched the attack first." Goro Nakamura said to Naoki Takazaki with a wry smile while wiping the sweat from his forehead.

He secretly complained in his heart, thinking, I am more than 20 years older than him, and I have to play such a boring game with a young man like him. It's really too hard for me.

However, the other party obviously wanted to make the scene more realistic, so he could only cooperate helplessly.

After all, he still wanted to make friends with Zhou Zhengqing. He knew that Captain Yingqi had a powerful background and could not afford to offend him. Therefore, he decided to continue to play his role well and try not to cause unnecessary trouble.

"Baga! Do you mean to say that our gendarmerie attacked them for no reason? Do you think it's possible?" Zhou Zhengqing shouted loudly at Goro Nakamura.

Nakamura Goro was sweating. He was not Zhou Zhengqing's subordinate. But facing the angry Zhou Zhengqing, he felt extremely pressured.

"Captain Takazaki, please calm down. Give me a little time. I will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation. Please believe me." Goro Nakamura explained quickly.

"I believe in you! It is because I believe in you that I let the military police fully support this operation. But now, my military police warriors are being attacked.

Maybe some warriors have already fallen under the guns of their own people! How can I believe you? They are all the most loyal warriors of the Emperor. They were attacked by those Chinese people! Unforgivable! ! I will pull them all out and shoot them!" Zhou Zhengqing shouted angrily.

Nakamura Goro was delighted. He had not expected that Zhou Zhengqing's performance was so seamless. If he had not seen through the truth long ago, he might have been fooled by him.

Goro Nakamura took a deep breath and said as calmly as possible: "Captain Yingqi, please calm down. I also believe that there must be some misunderstandings, but I promise to find out the truth.

Please give me some time and I will investigate immediately. During this period, please do not take any radical actions to avoid causing greater chaos. "

Zhou Zhengqing was silent for a moment, and the anger in his eyes subsided a little.

"Okay, I'll give you one more chance. If the results of the investigation don't satisfy me, I will definitely not let you go.

And those Chinese people who dared to attack our Imperial Japanese Army, I will make them pay the price!" Zhou Zhengqing said viciously.

Goro Nakamura knew that the show was almost over and it was time for him to exit.

"Junjie, you should also try to persuade them. Wait for your uncle to find out the situation." Nakamura Goro was really anxious now. He wanted to remove himself from this matter as soon as possible. If Zhou Zhengqing did this, not only would he be in trouble. Many people would also suffer as a result.

There is no doubt about it. The young master of the Yingqi family had just arrived in Harbin and was bullied by others. In this case, there is no need for the Yingqi family to express their views.

Those who are eager to curry favor with and flatter the Takazaki family will naturally take the initiative to teach them a lesson.

"Uncle! Regarding this matter, I firmly support the gendarmerie. It is too arrogant to dare to attack the gendarmerie. Whoever it is must pay the price for this."

Ring ring ring.

The phone suddenly rang.

Goro Nakamura took a look and saw that it was a call from the National Police Agency.

"Hello! This is Goro Nakamura." Goro Nakamura answered the phone with a changing expression.

After hanging up the phone, Nakamura Goro rubbed his hands, looked at Zhou Zhengqing, and said carefully.

"Captain Yingqi, the police department called just now. They said that more than a hundred people have been killed in the police department. This..."

"What do you mean? Are you saying that those policemen were killed by our gendarmerie?"

Nakamura Goro looked at Zhou Zhengqing in silence, and the meaning was self-evident. It was your military police who did it.

"Haha, then have you asked them how our military police killed their people? And why did they kill so many policemen? Do you understand the situation?"

Nakamura Goro was speechless. You asked me, and I wanted to ask you, but I didn't dare.

"Captain Yingzaki, let me ask them all to come to the gendarmerie to explain this matter. What do you think..." He had to get rid of this matter as soon as possible and get away from the center of the incident.

"Then hurry up, my military police should be back soon. If the casualties are too great, I hope their explanation will satisfy me. Otherwise... hehe..."

Nakamura Goro forced a smile, quickly walked to the side, and began to notify everyone to come to the military police.

Then he thought about it and made another call. This was a big deal. Goro Nakamura felt that he needed someone more important to take charge.

"Mr. Chief, this is what happened..."

Time passed slowly in the tense atmosphere. Now Nakamura Goro no longer cared about the anti-Japanese elements caught by the military police. It could be said that he had forgotten about them temporarily. He only thought about how to get out.

And in the interrogation room underground in the gendarmerie.

Yoshida Hayato was busy with dozens of people. One after another, interrogation records filled with words were sent in.

These are freshly released interrogation records.

However, what is written in these records are all ambiguous and vague sentences. At first glance, they are all important information. But upon closer inspection, none of them have any real meaning.

Just like the one Yoshida Hayato was holding at the moment, it listed the underground party's contact station in Harbin.

The book describes a transportation network consisting of more than thirty contact stations, with detailed descriptions of the couriers and radio operators.

But if someone looks carefully, they will find that these so-called contact stations were either seized by the gendarmerie before, or the specific location is unknown. They only know that such a contact station exists.

The situation is similar with the personnel.

"Yoshi, this is very well written. Record the person who wrote it. List him in the group that will be rewarded with 500 yen." After saying that, he handed the interrogation record to the person next to him. "Send it inside and find an older person to have him sign it."

"Hi Yi!"

After taking the paper handed over by Yoshida Yuto, the man hurried into the cell where the anti-Japanese elements were detained.

Here, the people who have just been captured are detained.

At this time, the bodies of these people were in a terrible state. Their clothes were tattered from being whipped. The skin underneath was covered in blood. Their faces were covered with whip marks. Two of their cheeks had marks of being burned by branding irons.

It's just a little strange. These people look like they are badly injured, but they are in very good spirits. . . . .

The military policeman who entered the cell randomly picked a man who looked older. He went up to him, grabbed his hand, wiped the blood on his body, and pressed his fingers on the paper in his hand.

The man who was being dragged to press his fingerprints looked confused.

Yoshida Hayato looked at his men binding the interrogation records into books with a satisfied look on his face.

In the next cell, two people who were begging for mercy and saying they had information to share were being given special care.

The military police drew tubes of blood from the two people who were tied up. They ignored the sound of the other party becoming weaker and weaker. They collected the blood and handed it to the people who had been waiting on the side.

The man got the blood and hurried into the cell where the anti-Japanese elements were held.

He had to hurry up and "execute" those prisoners who would rather die than surrender.

Half an hour later.

On the street outside the gendarmerie, there was the roar of a truck engine, the sound was deafening, as if it was going to tear the entire space apart.

Shunsuke Nakamura and Goro Nakamura quickly ran to the window.

I saw several trucks speeding past the entrance of the gendarmerie like wild horses.

Then, the trucks braked urgently in front of the Military Police Hospital, and the tires made a harsh sound when they rubbed against the ground. Then, under the puzzled gaze of Goro Nakamura, wounded people were carried into the Military Police Hospital one after another.

Nakamura Goro couldn't help but start to wonder. Was someone really injured?

"Team Leader Nakamura, this is the misunderstanding you mentioned!" Zhou Zhengqing, who had been standing behind Goro Nakamura for some reason, said this coldly, then turned around and led Sakurako downstairs.

Shunsuke Nakamura glanced at his uncle, sighed, and trotted to catch up with Zhou Zhengqing.

Nakamura Goro opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything. He turned his head and looked at the small group of military police in the square, and then followed them downstairs. He wanted to see for himself. He didn't believe that the military police would be injured, and he didn't believe that anyone would attack the military police in Harbin.