Spy Wars: I am the Captain of the Military Police

The old professor staggered and almost fell to the ground, but he held on tightly to the railing beside him, trying to steady his body, but his face still showed an unyielding expression.

One of Zhang Jinhui's men, Wu Sanpao, watched with great interest, as if he had found new amusement.

He swaggered into the student group, casually tugged at a male student by the collar, and cursed, "You students, why don't you study hard and learn to resist the Japanese? You're really courting death!"

The male student looked at Wu Sanpao angrily, his eyes full of determination and unyielding spirit. He shouted, "We study to save our country. You are the real traitors!"

After hearing this, Wu Sanpao became furious, his face turned red, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

He raised his hand and was about to hit the boy. At this critical moment, another teacher stepped forward. He stood in front of the boy without hesitation, protecting him and shouting, "Stop! How can you hit people? They are all students!"

Zhang Jinhui sneered, his eyes full of contempt and threats: "Students? Don't take yourself too seriously. None of you can leave today, just stay here obediently!" His voice was like a cold wind, blowing in the hearts of teachers and students.

The inspection continued, and soon, books, clothes, and daily necessities were scattered all over the floor. Some precious textbooks and teaching equipment were also overturned on the ground. The agents did not care about the preciousness of these things at all, and rummaged through them randomly, like a group of greedy robbers.

A male student's notebook was turned out, which recorded his thoughts on the fate of the country and some class notes.

When the spies saw this, they thought it was some important information, so they pulled the male student aside and began to interrogate him.

"What do these things mean in your notebook? Is there some conspiracy?" The spies' voices were like the howling of wolves, full of threats and intimidation.

The male student replied firmly: "These are just my own learning experiences and thoughts. There is no conspiracy. You can't just accuse me wrongly."

The spies were so angry that they beat him up.

The male student was beaten and lay on the ground with blood at the corner of his mouth, but he never gave in and his eyes were still full of contempt for the spies.

Shen Suqiu, the girl who had been slapped by Zhang Jinhui before, took advantage of the chaos and wanted to pick up the "Northeast Geography Textbook" that was stepped on under Zhang Jinhui's leather shoes.

Zhang Jinhui noticed her actions and instantly flew into a rage. He raised his foot and kicked the female student, cursing, "You bitch, how dare you pick it up! I think you are tired of living!"

Shen Suqiu fell to the ground, her palm was scraped and bleeding.

But she still struggled to get up and get the book, her eyes revealing an indomitable will.

A teacher nearby saw the girl being kicked and was heartbroken, so she immediately ran over to protect the girl. Zhang Jinhui saw this and pulled out his gun, pointed it at the teacher's head, and said, "If you dare come over here, I will kill you!"

The teacher stopped and his face flushed: "You devils will get your comeuppance sooner or later!"

Zhang Jinhui sneered and said, "Retribution? In China, the Japanese are the masters, and the Chinese can only obey!" After that, he kicked the girl on the ground again and said, "I'll let you go today. Throw away this broken book. If I find you doing anything unusual again, don't blame me for being rude!"

Shen Suqiu gritted her teeth, held back her tears, and watched Zhang Jinhui kick the "Northeast Geography Textbook" aside.

At this moment, her heart was filled with humiliation and anger, but she knew that now was not the time to be stubborn. She had to be patient so that she could go south smoothly and have the opportunity to continue to protect this knowledge in the future.

At this moment, Wu Sanpao, who was at a loss, ran to Zhang Jinhui and pulled Zhang Jinhui, who was about to kick the girl a few times.

Zhang Jinhui's clothes were pulled by someone, and the person pulling was the sleeve of his broken arm. His face suddenly turned gloomy. He turned around with a ferocious look and saw that it was his own men.

Furious, he didn't care why Wu Sanpao was pulling him, and slapped him in the face.

Wu Sanpao was caught off guard and almost fell. After he stood up, he covered his face and looked at Zhang Jinhui pitifully.

"What are you doing!" Zhang Jinhui's face looked grim, his eyes widened behind his sunglasses, and he asked through gritted teeth.

Wu Sanpao now realized that he seemed to have pulled Zhang Jinhui's sleeve. Feeling regretful, he also knew why Zhang Jinhui hit him.

But he really didn't mean it. With trembling hands, he handed over a small piece of paper: "Captain, my Japanese is not very good. Please take a look at what is written on it. I think I see the seal of the Military Police Headquarters."

When Zhang Jinhui heard the words "Military Police Headquarters", he shuddered like a mouse being stared at by a cat.

His face became visibly panicked, and the ferocious face of Ken Nakagawa holding a saber appeared in Zhang Jinhui's mind.

He quickly took off his sunglasses and took the paper from Wu Sanpao.

This one look made him feel unwell all of a sudden.

The note had the three big words "Pass" clearly written in Japanese, with the date and the seal of the Military Police Headquarters below.

In Zhang Jinhui's eyes, the red mark on the seal was like a symbol of the devil.

"Where did it come from!" Zhang Jinhui looked up at Wu Sanpao and his tone changed.

If you ask someone as proud as Zhang Jinhui who he fears the most right now, he will definitely tell you: Military police! Military police! Military police!

Not only was he afraid, he even started to panic when he heard the word "military police".

Two days ago, Hidekazu Shigekawa personally took more than 100,000 yen to the gendarmerie headquarters to get himself out of there. After returning, he was slapped several times by Hidekazu Shigekawa, and his cheeks still hurt slightly.

The painful experience at the gendarmerie headquarters kept appearing in Zhang Jinhui’s mind.

The cold interrogation room, the glaring lights, and the devilish roar made him tremble with fear every time he recalled it.

Especially the hand he lost. Every time he heard the word "gendarme", he felt a piercing pain in the severed hand. The tragic past was like a nightmare, tormenting him all the time.

At this moment, the seal of the Military Police Headquarters on the note seemed to reflect the ferocious face of Ken Nakagawa holding a saber, making Zhang Jinhui feel that the breath of the military police was slowly approaching him.

"We found it on the students. Every one of them has it!" Wu Sanpao's voice trembled, and his body shook like a sieve.

He was also trembling. Since he followed Zhang Jinhui, he had not had a few days of peace. He had been to the palace twice. The first time was at the gate of Maochuan Mansion. Before he could react, he was beaten up. He was beaten so badly that he didn't even recognize his parents. He was locked up for a few days before being released, and it took him several days to get out of bed.

A few days ago, although they were not beaten at the gendarmerie headquarters, after returning, Hidekazu Shigekawa, who had suffered a huge loss, would not let Zhang Jinhui's men go easily, and beat them up again.

It's all tears.