Spy Wars: I am the Captain of the Military Police

"It's okay, she and I were just talking about some work matters." Zhou Zhengqing explained.

It would have been fine if he didn't explain, but once he did, the amusement in Nanzō Yunko's eyes became even stronger.

"Oh, I see." Nanzō Yunko still kept smiling, but the look of "guess whether I believe it or not" on her face made Zhou Zhengqing feel bitter.

"Yunzi, why did you come to see me? How is the work arrangement of the Special High Section going?" Zhou Zhengqing didn't want to continue arguing with Nanzhao Yunzi about Zhang Xiaolan, so he quickly changed the subject.

Upon hearing this, Nanzō Yunko put away her melon-eating expression and her face instantly became serious.

He took two steps forward, then bowed and respectfully handed a document to Zhou Zhengqing.

"General, this is the summary report of the Special High Section during the time you were away from Tianjin. Please take a look." Nanzō Yunko's voice was soft and pleasant, as if it had a kind of magic that made people unconsciously want to get closer.

"Haha, Yunzi is quite serious about his work. This is the first time I have received a report from a subordinate." Zhou Zhengqing reached out to take the document, a relieved smile appeared on his face, he gently opened the document, and glanced quickly at it.

The report is very concise, but contains everything it should contain. It summarizes the work of the Special High Section over the past month from various aspects.

From detailed records of personnel additions to intelligence collection, as well as the next work plan arrangements, everything is clearly listed.

"Yoshi, this is the right way to do things. Yunzi, you're great. I'm considering having other members of the Military Police Headquarters come to your Special High Section to learn about your serious work attitude."

Zhou Zhengqing's praise made Nanzō Yunko bow again: "This is what I should do. If the general needs it, the Special High Section can do anything for you."

"Hey, don't say that. We are all serving the empire and His Majesty the Emperor, not me personally." Zhou Zhengqing said the clichés, but his face showed that he was very happy with Nanzō Yunko's attitude.

He put down the documents and was about to continue discussing the Special High Police Affairs with Nanzō Yunko.

As a result, when he turned around, he saw Nanzō Yūko bowing again and then walking straight towards him.

Then, under Zhou Zhengqing's puzzled gaze, she knelt down at Zhou Zhengqing's feet, then raised her slender hands and climbed directly onto Zhou Zhengqing's calves, gently kneading them.

"Young Master, you have been away for so long. Have you missed Yunzi? I guess with Yingzi accompanying you, you have probably forgotten about me, your maid." Yunzi gently rubbed Zhou Zhengqing's legs while lowering her head slightly, looking at Zhou Zhengqing with a hesitant expression.

Her voice was like a trickle of water, flowing slowly in the quiet room, but it seemed to carry a hint of imperceptible teasing.

"Ahem, ahem, Yunzi, what are you doing?" Nanzō Yunzi's sudden service made Zhou Zhengqing's body a little stiff.

Although Sakurako often gave him massages on weekdays, Takuto Takazaki's body had long been accustomed to Sakurako's service, and it became second nature.

But when Nanzō Yunko took action, Zhou Zhengqing felt a strange atmosphere spreading around him. His hands unconsciously rested on his knees and clenched slightly.

"Young Master, when I reported to you before, I was the head of the Special High Section, but now, I am just a little maid of yours." Nanzō Yunko said coquettishly. She deliberately dragged out the ending tone, and every word seemed to have a hook, teasing Zhou Zhengqing's heart.

"Ha, Yunzi, it seems that you are very aware of your advantages and know how to make use of them." Zhou Zhengqing said, leaning forward, pinching Nanzō Yunzi's chin with two fingers, lifting her fair face so that she could look into his eyes with inquiry.

Zhou Zhengqing didn't understand why Nanzō Yunko suddenly gave him a massage. Was it simply to show that she was his maid?

"Young master, I don't quite understand what you are saying." Nanzō Yunko raised her head and said with a shy look on her face.

"You really don't understand?" Zhou Zhengqing asked back, then let go of her hand, leaned back on the sofa and continued: "You are a smart woman, you know it, and I know it too." There was a hint of warning in his tone, and also like a tacit indulgence.

After saying this, Zhou Zhengqing closed his eyes, feeling the comfort of the massage on his calves. The perfect amount of force was like a pair of gentle hands caressing his exhausted body and mind, gradually relaxing his tense nerves.

When Nanzō Yunko saw this, her eyes flashed with light, and then she actually took off Zhou Zhengqing's boots, then held his feet and placed them on her kneeling thighs, and began to massage Zhou Zhengqing.

Her movements were gentle, and every finger movement was like a silent dance.

"Yunzi is already very honored to be a maid by the young master's side." Nanzō Yunzi said softly while kneading.

There was a seemingly pure gratitude in her voice, but the irrepressible cunning that flashed across her slightly narrowed eyes betrayed her.

Of course, Zhou Zhengqing, who had closed his eyes and was enjoying it, couldn't see it.

"Well, if you are willing, there is no reason for me to refuse." Zhou Zhengqing murmured comfortably with his eyes closed.

His thoughts began to drift away, and he recalled a series of experiences during this period.

While massaging, Nanzō Yunko's eyes were like a bright light, sweeping across Zhou Zhengqing's face. This was her agent instinct.

His fingers gently pressed on the acupuncture points on Zhou Zhengqing's calves, controlling the strength just right, and each press seemed to tease Zhou Zhengqing's tense nerves.

Seeing Zhou Zhengqing's thoughtful look, he pondered for a while before slowly speaking, "Master, there's something I don't know whether I should tell you."

"What's the matter?" Zhou Zhengqing was thinking about other things and responded to Nanzō Yunko's words habitually without much expectation.

"An underground party member named Fang Junnian died during the arrest in Maochuan Mansion." Nanzō Yunko's hands kept moving, her slender fingers gently circling Zhou Zhengqing's calves. As she spoke, she observed Zhou Zhengqing's reaction and captured the subtle changes in Zhou Zhengqing's expression.

"I already know about this matter. Itai Yudai reported it early in the morning, huh? No, why are you also concerned about this Fang Junnian?" Zhou Zhengqing said indifferently, but halfway through, he suddenly reacted.

A hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, and his half-closed eyes suddenly opened. He took his feet off Nanzō Yunko's thighs, sat up straight, and his expression became serious.

"It was Itai-kun who told me," Nanzō Yunko explained. There was a hint of innocence in her tone, and she placed her hands on her knees, looking at Zhou Zhengqing obediently.

She knew that expression and attitude were very important at this time, and she had to make Zhou Zhengqing believe her words.