Spy Wars: I am the Captain of the Military Police

"Ah, no, no, no...this is not necessary." Xiao Yang smiled awkwardly and scratched the back of his head.

Then he suddenly remembered something, a hint of curiosity flashed in his eyes, and he quickly asked, "By the way, Translator Zhang, are you going out? It's a mess out there now. Do you want me to ask someone to protect you?"

"No, no, I won't go out." Zhang Xiaolan waved her hands quickly, as if to dispel his concerns.

Then, she took a few steps closer, lowered her voice, and said mysteriously, "The general asked me to meet someone at the gate. There are some important matters that need to be arranged."

"Sou Ga, so it's the general's mission!" Xiao Yang immediately straightened his expression when he heard this.

He subconsciously glanced around, his expression becoming even more serious. He asked curiously, "But I don't see anyone here. Could it be that they haven't arrived yet? Damn it! They actually made Translator Zhang wait."

Why don't you wait in the guard room? It's too sunny outside, and if you get sunburned, we won't be able to report to the general."

Zhang Xiaolan's cheeks flushed slightly when she heard Xiao Yang's words. It was all because of the rumors. She clearly had nothing to do with that nasty guy in there!

Zhang Xiaolan just smiled and didn't refute anything. Instead, she turned her head and looked at the situation on both sides of the street.

At the corner of the street in the distance, a black car was parked quietly, its paint reflecting the sun.

When Zhang Xiaolan saw the car, she immediately understood and quickly said to Xiaoyang, "No need, the people are here."

After saying that, Zhang Xiaolan bowed, walked out of the gate, stood on the side of the road, and waved gently at the car in the distance.

Shen Xilin in the car was feeling a little upset at this time.

Seeing that Zhang Xiaolan was just standing at the door, her action was obviously hinting at him, so he thought about it, and finally started the car and slowly drove towards the entrance of the gendarmerie headquarters.

Here, Xiao Yang also followed out.

When he saw Shen Xilin's car approaching, he suddenly realized: "It turned out to be this car. I was just wondering why a car came and parked there. I was going to ask someone to go and take a look."

Zhang Xiaolan turned to face Xiao Yang, looked at him seriously, and said, "Xiao Yangjun, I need to talk to the people in the car alone later. It involves the general's mission. You'd better step aside. This matter is of great importance and needs to be kept strictly confidential."

"No problem." Xiao Yang nodded.

After a pause, as if suddenly remembering something, Xiao Yang continued: "But you can't leave too far, Zhang the translator, as you may have thought before... well, forget it... Anyway, just don't let Zhang the translator go out of our sight." Xiao Yang paused halfway through his words, as if he was worried, and turned to give a few more instructions.

Zhang Xiaolan probably guessed what Xiaoyang wanted to say. She smiled and nodded slightly, indicating that she understood.

When Shen Xilin's car approached, Zhang Xiaolan opened the door and walked in without hesitation.

Afterwards, under the curious and vigilant gazes of Xiao Yang and all the other gendarmes on duty, she asked Shen Xilin to drive the car less than ten meters from the roadside and then slowly stopped.

"What's the situation? What do the superiors say?" As soon as the car stopped, Shen Xilin couldn't wait to speak anxiously, his eyes revealing deep concern and worry.

"Our superiors told us not to act rashly, and we cannot have contact with other comrades in Tianjin." Zhang Xiaolan pursed her lips slightly, a serious expression on her face.

Her heart was also in turmoil, and she was well aware of the heavy weight behind this order.

After hearing the news, Shen Xilin tightened his grip on the steering wheel with his clenched hands.

He slowly lowered his head and fell into silence. In that silence, there was a deep helplessness about the situation.

After a while, Shen Xilin slowly said, "I understand. The situation in Tianjin is chaotic right now. We really need to be careful."

"I..." Zhang Xiaolan hesitated, bit her lip, and said, "I went to find the general."

When Shen Xilin heard this, he turned around and looked at Zhang Xiaolan in surprise, his eyes full of surprise.

"Didn't the organization tell us not to participate? Why are you looking for him?" His voice rose slightly, with a hint of excitement. He already knew Zhou Zhengqing's identity. Perhaps this was an opportunity, a chance for the arrested comrades to survive.

"I... I just don't want to watch my comrades sacrifice." Zhang Xiaolan's voice became smaller and smaller, and her eyes were a little evasive, as if she had done something wrong.

She knew in her heart that her behavior was somewhat risky and not in line with the organization's arrangements, but at that moment, she really could not bear to see her comrades suffer and remain indifferent.

"Then what did he say? Is he going to use the military police?" Shen Xilin asked anxiously, his eyes fixed on Zhang Xiaolan, trying to get a glimmer of hope from her.

However, Zhang Xiaolan slowly shook her head, a look of disappointment on her face: "The general won't take action, and that's what the superiors mean."

After hearing this answer, Shen Xilin's mood, which had just been cheered up, instantly became depressed.

He sighed helplessly and said slowly, "That's right. Given his status, there are many things he can't do carelessly."

Zhang Xiaolan listened to Shen Xilin's words of understanding, but her nose wrinkled unconsciously.

In her heart, she couldn't help but think secretly: "That's because you don't know what these Japanese military police did in Harbin before.

Can’t mess around?! How can there not be chaos when they are around?!"

Zhang Xiaolan's inner thoughts surged like a tide.

In fact, she didn't know the whole situation until yesterday.

When she heard Zhou Zhengqing talk about what the Harbin Military Police had done, she thought it was a fairy tale and felt that these things were too unbelievable.

It was not until she returned to the headquarters that she contacted the organization via radio and made repeated confirmations.

At that moment, all those things that she had thought were impossible were actually right in front of her, which made her feel extremely shocked and incredible.

Just a few hours later, she learned about what was happening in the Tianjin underground party, and those lives were facing life and death tests.

This is why her mood swings today were so great that even her behavior was affected.

"The general won't take action, but he gave me advice and asked me to find Itai Yudai." Zhang Xiaolan continued slowly, with a hint of anticipation on her face.

"Itai Yudai? It's him! He is also our comrade? Even more powerful than the general inside?" Shen Xilin frowned slightly, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Zhang Xiaolan smiled slightly, a look of relief on her face. She lowered her voice and said softly, "Itai Yudai, Lieutenant, Chief of the Intelligence Section under the Military Police Headquarters, the young master of the Sakai family in Japan, a great noble.

I don't know how powerful he was. I had only been at the Military Police Headquarters for a short time, but he dared to chop off Zhang Jinhui's arm in front of the Japanese officers of the garrison, and no one dared to say a word.

This is not simple, isn't it? "

Shen Xilin was slightly startled when he heard this: "I know about this, but wasn't Zhang Jinhui's arm chopped off by a man named Nakagawa Ken?"

"Nakagawa Ken, the chief of the Operations Section under the General Staff, is a good friend of Itai Yudai, and both of them are our comrades." Zhang Xiaolan explained, looking at Shen Xilin firmly, "So, I think it might be useful to find them.

Perhaps this is our only chance to save our comrades."

As Zhang Xiaolan spoke, her eyes gradually lit up, as if she had really seen her comrades being successfully rescued one by one, and a smile appeared on her face again.

There was a hint of longing and hope in that look.