Spy Wars: I am the Captain of the Military Police

"Is it really okay to operate this way?" Zhou Zhengqing asked hesitantly, his throat a little dry.

"There is absolutely no problem. All the evidence will be true. Young master, please believe in Yunzi's ability." Nanzō Yunzi stood up straight and bowed.

Zhou Zhengqing looked at Itai Yudai: "Itai, what do you think? What do you think of Yunzi's plan?"

Itai Yudai smacked his lips, the anger on his face gone, replaced by an expression of great interest: "General, I think there is no problem."

Nanzō Yunko glanced at Itai Yudai with disdain again and said, "Master, I have a question."

"Huh?" Zhou Zhengqing asked in confusion.

“There is no problem with the implementation of the plan, but there is a key point. Afterwards, the young master must take the task of arresting Xiangyue Qingsi in order to prevent Xiangyue Qingsi from talking nonsense.

As long as we have him in our hands, it will be easy for us to use some means to make Xiangyue Qingji "confess his guilt."

You did it on purpose! Itai Yudai glared at Nanzō Yunko in dissatisfaction, I just said it was okay, and you jumped out again!

I'm so mad!

"This is easy. The general is the commander of the military police. He must be responsible for such arrests." Itai Yudai said immediately.

"That's no problem. We just need to perfect the details later." Nanjō Yunko said to Itai Yudai with a smile, but the contempt in her eyes made Itai Yudai clench his fists again.

After Zhou Zhengqing and Itai Yudai nodded, Nanzō Yunko suddenly frowned again and said, "By the way, what about Nissin Kisen Kaisha? They'll inevitably be implicated later. Should we give up? Will Yoshida-kun have any complaints?"

Hearing what Nanzō Yunko said, Zhou Zhengqing smiled, pointed at Itai Yudai and said, "Let him explain this problem."

Itai Yudai puffed out his chest and explained, "Huh, it seems you don't know everything. Although Nissin Kisen Kaisha is a company of the Yoshida family, it has long been incorporated into the "National Policy Company."

It receives a considerable amount of yen subsidies from the empire every year. Its shipping routes cover the main channel of the Yangtze River and the coast. In addition to commercial shipping, it also undertakes the task of collecting economic intelligence on the Yangtze River Basin. By controlling the Nanxun Railway, building a dedicated terminal, and integrating rail-water transport, it controls the dominance of rice exports.

Although the Yoshida family still controls the daily operations of Nissin Kisen Kaisha, they no longer participate in profit distribution.

Yoshida's Nissin Kisen Kaisha had already gained other benefits from the cabinet."

Nanzō Yunko opened her eyes wide and exclaimed, "'National Policy Company', and it was also exchanged for other benefits by the Yoshida family, which means that Nissin Kisen Kaisha is now under the jurisdiction of the cabinet!

Oh! I see. You're not afraid of the Army causing trouble! You'd even be happy to see the Army go after Nissin Kisen Kaisha!

In that case, the army will not gain any benefits from the navy, and if it focuses on Nissin Kisen Kaisha, it will naturally come into conflict with the cabinet!

Haha, you guys are really insidious!"

Zhou Zhengqing waved his hand: "Compared to Yunzi, we are just like children playing around. Just now, Yunzi came up with a plan to kill a lieutenant general in a short time."

"Young master, you are too kind. Yunzi is just the icing on the cake. Without Yunzi, Kazuki Seiji would still be in trouble." Nanzō Yunzi said with a smile.

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While the three people in the office were discussing Seiji Kozuki, Seiji Kozuki himself had already arrived at the entrance of the gendarmerie headquarters.

As soon as the car stopped, Kazuki Seiji hurriedly pushed the door and got out, not waiting for others to help him open the door.

"General, you see, they are treating our soldiers."

Hebian Zhengsan looked through the iron fence and saw the busy military doctors and garrison soldiers lying on stretchers in the open space.

"Of course. We are all imperial soldiers. It is natural for the military police to treat the wounded." Hashimoto Gun continued.

"Don't worry about them, they're a bunch of trash. Come with me to see Takuto Takazaki!" Seiji Kazuki just glanced at the wounded soldiers wailing in the open space, and walked towards the guard at the door without looking back.

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In the headquarters reception room.

Shunsuke Nakamura, the chief of staff of the Military Police Headquarters, was methodically leading Seiji Kazuki and his party to sit on the sofa in the living room.

His face showed professional respect and calmness, and it was obvious that he was already familiar with this kind of reception work.

Just as Shunsuke Nakamura was about to turn around and ask someone to serve tea as a token of his hospitality, he suddenly heard footsteps at the door.

Immediately afterwards, a young man in a tank combat uniform strode in. The epaulettes on the uniform gleamed coldly under the light, and he exuded an aura of majesty without even being angry.

However, these shoulder straps are not worthy of their owner's majesty, because they are only the shoulder straps of a second lieutenant.

Although only a second lieutenant, Lieutenant General Katsuki Seiji's relaxed expression instantly tensed up upon seeing the newcomer. He stood up reflexively, a fawning smile plastered across his face, and his voice instantly rose a few notches, tinged with nervousness and awe: "Your Highness!"

Following Katsuki Seiji's greeting, Kawabe Masamitsu and Hashimoto Gun, who were following behind him, also bowed and saluted in unison.

In Japan's strictly hierarchical social system, the status and position of His Royal Highness the Prince makes them dare not slack off in the slightest.

However, Prince Jingren seemed not to notice their greetings and walked past them quickly, causing a slight gust of wind.

He walked straight to the sofa at the side and sat down casually. He took off the white gloves he was wearing and threw them on the coffee table in front of him without hesitation. There was a light "pop" sound, which seemed particularly abrupt in the quiet living room at this moment.

Afterwards, Jingren leaned back on the sofa, raised his legs, and placed them on the coffee table.

This series of actions, in theory, is extremely impolite. In front of a lieutenant general and two major generals, it really exceeds the proper etiquette norms.

But at this moment, Xiangyue Qingji was not angry at all. He still maintained a flattering smile on his face, as if Jingren's behavior just now had nothing to do with him.

He didn't even frown, his eyes full of flattery and helplessness.

"Your Highness, is General Takazaki busy right now? Why did he ask you to come here in person?" Katsuki Seiji asked cautiously and tentatively.

"Don't you want to see me?" Jingren raised his eyelids, and his gaze shot straight at Xiangyue Qingsi who was standing in front of him like a sharp sword, with a hint of displeasure and questioning in his eyes.

"No, I just..." Kazuki Seiji hurriedly explained, but he was at a loss for words when the words came to his lips, and a hint of embarrassment appeared on his face.

"That's right, you are a lieutenant general, of course you look down on me, a lieutenant." Jingren sneered and interrupted Xiangyue Seiji before he finished speaking: "Actually, I didn't really want to come to see you. I was about to send a telegram to the country, and that guy Takuto called me to see you! It's so annoying!" Jingren said to Xiangyue Seiji with a sarcastic expression on his face.

Suddenly, Jingren seemed to have thought of something and said to Nakamura Shunsuke beside him, "Mr. Chief of Staff, could you give me a cigarette? I killed a lot of people at once today, and I'm a little nervous. I need to relax."

When Shunsuke Nakamura heard Jingren say this, he immediately took out the cigarettes he was given from his pocket and prepared to hand them to Jingren.

"Your Highness, try this." At this time, Kazuki Seiji took the lead and stepped forward, pulling out a small rectangular wooden box with carvings from the inner pocket of his military uniform.

The wooden box was exquisitely crafted, with delicate patterns carved on it and inlaid with gems, making it look very gorgeous.

Kazuki Seiji opened the box, and two cigars appeared in Jingren's sight. The cigars exuded a faint pine aroma, and it was obvious that they were high-quality products.