Spy Wars: I am the Captain of the Military Police

Harbin, Military Control Station.

Chen Ming, standing next to the telegraph machine, kept wiping the cold sweat from his head.

Yu Xiuning was wearing headphones and pressing the buttons quickly.

In the secret room, only the rapid beeping sound of the telegraph could be heard, and the air was filled with a sense of anxiety and uneasiness.

After a long time, Yu Xiuning stopped sending the message and slowly took off her headphones.

After looking up and making eye contact with Chen Ming, he picked up the telegram in front of him, paused on it for a moment, and then let Chen Ming strike a match with his trembling hand and burn the telegram.

"Wife, look at what's happening between us. Is this a serious matter? What should we do?" Chen Ming said with a bitter face, looking at the jumping flames in the copper basin.

Yu Xiuning remained silent until the paper burned out, then she leaned against the table with her hand supporting her forehead.

"What's Chen Gongshu thinking? He doesn't believe Xu Zhongyi when he goes to him, and he just leaves him there and doesn't care! As a result, whenever there's something going on in Tianjin, Xu Zhongyi directly sends a telegram to us! What's going on?

Xu Zhongyi was the same. This time, the telegram was sent directly to the military police station, and we were asked to pick it up there!

My dear wife, listen to what I say, that little devil Gong Sihui is such a mean-spirited fellow. He puts on a fake grin whenever we meet, but his smile is fake and his heart is hollow, like a clay figurine in a temple! One look at him makes my whole body tingle, two looks at him makes my whole body uncomfortable, he's like a smiling tiger. I really don't want to have anything to do with him!

"Chen Gongshu? Haha, you're in trouble!" Yu Xiuning laughed sarcastically.

"That's not good! This time the boss is definitely going to skin him alive! Tianjin Station was completely ruined by this old guy! If Xu Zhongyi hadn't helped him, he would have been ruined himself! Damn it, he's going to have a funeral sooner or later!"

Chen Ming praised her, then he leaned closer to Yu Xiuning and said in a low voice, "Wife, we have the top-secret letter about the Japanese attack on Shanghai in our hands!

Do you think the boss will think we know too much about the finale? Will he use dirt on us?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiuning looked up and glared at Chen Ming.

Chen Ming shrank his neck and muttered, "Tianjin Station just got robbed by Chen Gongshu, and now we've got another big mess. I'm...ah..."

"The boss is not that kind of person. Do you think he is as petty as you? It's already a certain time, the Japanese are pressing on you step by step, and you are still thinking about your own trivial matters all day long. How petty!" Yu Xiuning gritted her teeth, frowned and cursed.

"It's not about my wife, I just feel uneasy! I remember you said last time that if Chen Gongshu does something weird again, we'll just..."

"Don't guess. We know too much. Xu Zhongyi and Takuto Takazaki are involved in arms trafficking with the Kwantung Army. Now we have news about the Japanese attack on Shanghai. We can't stay in the Northeast anymore." Yu Xiuning put down her hands that were supporting her head and said softly.

"Ah! What do you mean, wife?" Chen Ming took out a handkerchief, wiped the sweat from his head and asked.

"Either go back to Nanjing or go to Tianjin, there is no third way!" Yu Xiuning said firmly.

"Wife, going back to Nanjing is a good thing. I'm not afraid even if we go to Tianjin. I'm just worried that the boss will abandon us and kill us to silence us." Chen Ming said worriedly.

"Tsk! Didn't I tell you that Boss Dai is not that kind of person? What's more, I usually ask you to flatter Boss Dai more. Now we are half of his confidants. How could he get rid of us just for the sake of confidentiality?" Yu Xiuning glared at Chen Ming with dissatisfaction.

"Hehe, that's not so bad! Every time I send a message to Director Dai alone, I call him 'Director' and act so respectful!

Every time I finish delivering the newspapers, my boss always scolds me, but I guess he's secretly happy about it!

"So, we will be fine. You go and prepare. I guess the boss's order won't take too long." Yu Xiuning rolled her eyes at the silly-looking Chen Ming and said with instructions.

"Okay, I'll go pick it up!

Oh... I have to leave right away when I think about it. My heart feels like it's been scratched by a cat.

Those spendthrifts from the Fourth Division are so generous! They're throwing bullets and grenades into our restaurant like they're candy! If they leave, who'll want to do this shady business with us again?

What a sin! We raised these ancestors, and now they just walk away without a care in the world. We can't even get a hot meal!" Chen Ming shook his head and sighed.

"I'm telling you, are you itching to get your ass kicked again? You're always thinking about those little things. The big money is made from the deals we make with the commanders of the Fourth Division. How much can you make just by selling food and drinks?"

"Wife, you can't say that! The big deal is handled by Boss Dai and his men. What does it have to do with our little restaurant?

We can't even get the oil in the soup!

"Look at our iron pot stewed goose business. Although we can only make a small profit, at least we can put some money in our pocket. This is real money!" Chen Ming said half aggrievedly.

After hearing what Chen Ming said, Yu Xiuning couldn't help but slap her forehead, and then reached out to Chen Ming's waist.

Chen Ming was startled and twisted his waist to avoid Yu Xiuning's hand.

"You still dare to hide!!! Have you forgotten that you are from the Military Control Commission? You just think about your shabby restaurant all day long!" Yu Xiuning said.

"No, my dear, I'm doing this for both of us!"

"Alright, it's time to tone down your nouveau riche personality. Whether you're going back to Nanjing or Tianjin, be more restrained. And change your Northeastern accent, too! Do you hear me?"

"Yes! Please take a seat! I obey your orders!" Chen Ming stood at attention and saluted, showing his big belly with a fawning look on his face.

This scene successfully made Yu Xiuning laugh. She stood up and punched Chen Ming in the chest. "You look like a jerk! Come on, I'll go with you. It's time to talk things over with the underground brothers. Don't let this hard-earned Harbin Station collapse again before we leave."

. . . . . . . . .

In a blink of an eye, three days passed and the market in Tianjin began to slowly recover.

Refugees who had previously entered various concessions also began to return to the Chinese areas.

Among them, the refugees who poured into the Japanese Concession were the first to leave. There was no other way. In the Japanese Concession, those military police were simply not human beings.

No matter what you provide, you have to pay for it. Even urinating, defecating or spitting in public will result in a fine.

Not much, but disgusting.

What's more, the cheap food provided by the Military Police Command in the name of relief is really unaffordable.

Three times a day, the military police would pull carts and peddle their wares along the streets on time.

The refugees' stomachs were already empty, and seeing the steaming rice and steamed buns, how could they resist?

My pocket was visibly deflated. If I didn't leave, I would really have to sell myself to the gendarmerie.

Military Police Headquarters, Zhou Zhengqing’s office.

Itai Yuda bowed respectfully in front of the desk and reported the latest situation to General Zhou Zhengqing who was sitting behind the desk.

"General! The Chinese Nanjing government has begun sending reinforcements to Shanghai."