Spy Wars: I am the Captain of the Military Police

In the room, the patrolman's calm and somewhat hoarse words were like a stone thrown into a calm lake, instantly stirring up a thousand waves in the heart of the shadow sitting opposite him.

Shadow's eyes widened, his face filled with shock and disbelief, and his body unconsciously leaned forward slightly.

At this time, the two young men in short jackets who had quietly approached and were standing nearby reacted even more quickly. Almost at the same time, they pulled out their pistols and pointed the black muzzles directly at the policeman.

The feeling of the cold muzzle of the gun against his ear did not change the policeman's expression in the slightest.

His expression remained calm and composed, as if the two weapons in front of him were not two weapons that could take his life at any time, but just two ordinary sticks.

He just raised his head slightly and said lightly: "A lonely moon in the desert, a setting sun on the long river, this is what you are waiting for." The hoarse voice echoed in the silent room again.

The man with glasses codenamed Shadow on the opposite side suddenly stopped, as if he had been cast under a spell.

His eyes widened, filled with surprise and confusion. He subconsciously raised his head slowly, his gaze fixed on the policeman.

"Put your weapons away, I'm the person you've always wanted to see!" The policeman spoke again, his hoarse voice without any emotion, seeming very calm and composed, as if everything was under his control.

When Shadow heard this, he stood up in shock and confusion.

His hands were trembling slightly, and his heart was in turmoil.

He had always longed to meet the person in charge of the Military Unification Department and the Party Affairs Investigation Department at the Tianjin Station. In order to meet this person, he went through a lot of trouble, but the other party had been elusive and refused to show up easily.

At this moment, there was another reason why Yingzi was so surprised and confused. That was that he knew a person in charge of a Tianjin station, and the image of that person in his mind was obviously not the same as the person sitting opposite him at the table.

However, Shadow was a man who had been working hard for many years, so he quickly weighed the pros and cons in secret.

The other party shouted out a secret code that only they knew, and the slowness of his movements made it seem like he was pretending.

So Shadow waved his hand and signaled his two men to retreat.

Although the two young men looked suspicious, they still put away their guns obediently and left the room.

Shadow walked to the side of the policeman, staring at the other's profile, his eyes full of confusion and expectation.

He asked tentatively, "Fan Jianghai, Teacher Fan?"

The patrolman stared at the air in front of him, as if there was something precious there.

The voice was still hoarse, and it slowly rang out: "It's a good thing you still remember Fan Jianghai!" There seemed to be a hint of emotion in the tone, and it seemed to hide many unknown stories.

"Of course. I'm a graduate of the first class of the Party Affairs Investigation Department training class. How could I possibly forget the teacher who trained us?"

As Shadow spoke, he slowly moved his right hand behind his back without leaving any trace, his fingertips already quietly pressing on the trigger of the Browning M1906.

"It's just..." His eyes wandered over Old Tan's face, and his voice gradually lowered, "In my impression, your face..."

Before he finished speaking, Old Tan suddenly raised his right hand, pressed it on the table with a snap, and then withdrew it as if nothing had happened. A bamboo stick with a sharp end appeared on the table.

"There's no one named Fan in this room. There's only an old patrolman named Tan Hua."

"Teacher, it's really you!" Shadow's pupils suddenly contracted, his voice trembled slightly with shock, and his eyes were fixed on the bamboo piece.

Old Tan slowly turned his head and happened to meet Shadow's eyes.

The half-smile in those eyes that had experienced many vicissitudes of life gradually relaxed Shadow's originally tense nerves.

He took a deep breath and slowly sat down next to Old Tan: "Teacher, you were not like this before. Even your voice has changed."

"Appearance is not important." Old Tan retracted his gaze and looked back into the void in front of him. His voice was low and calm: "What matters is who is sitting across from you and talking to you."

This familiar tone of instruction instantly brought Shadow back to the days of training class. He nodded involuntarily, "Yes, teacher."

Old Tan glanced at his former student and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Suddenly, he turned around, his tone turning cold. "You've been contacting me so frequently lately. What's the matter? You should know how special my identity is. I can't contact you casually. Didn't I specifically arrange for you to stay in the safe house?"

At this point, Old Tan's voice suddenly rose. "The Japanese are searching the entire city for you now. Don't cause me any trouble! You know my temper. Don't even mention you're my student. Even if you're my brother, I'll kill you!"

Shadow was so frightened by what Old Tan said that he trembled all over.

He quickly stood up and walked to the door, looking around cautiously. After confirming that it was safe, he returned to his seat: "This is an emergency. I have to take the risk to contact you."

He lowered his voice, his expression serious: "You are the highest-ranking person in charge of our first unit in Tianjin. This matter is of great importance. I can only tell you."

"What's the matter?" Old Tan said expressionlessly, "If it involves the purpose of your visit to Tianjin, then you don't have to tell me. I have my own mission to complete and can't help you."

"Teacher..." Shadow leaned forward, clenched his fists and unclenched them, a pleading look in his eyes: "I really need your help this time."

Old Tan remained unmoved, his expression still stern: "I've made it very clear, you have enough troubles on your shoulders right now, I'm too busy to handle my own affairs."

"You won't be implicated!" Shadow explained anxiously, his voice very low. "I just want to ask for your help in investigating something."

"Investigate something?" Old Tan finally raised his eyelids, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.

"what's up?"

Shadow took a deep breath and said, "Help me check if there is any connection between the Japanese Military Police Headquarters and the Second Bureau."

"Second Division has connections with the Japanese military police!?" Old Tan turned his head abruptly, his eyes gleaming, and his voice suddenly rose: "How did you know? And why don't you investigate it yourself?"

The air in the room seemed to freeze for a moment.

Shadow gritted his teeth and lowered his voice, "This was reported by our insider in the Second Division. Unfortunately..."

He shook his head, his expression gloomy. "That person's status was too low, and the information he received was ambiguous. He was quickly discovered by the people in the Second Division."

"Dai Li is also ruthless." Shadow's voice was filled with suppressed anger. "Without any solid evidence, he carried out a large-scale purge of the Military Control Commission headquarters. Almost all of our planted personnel... were found."

Old Tan's face darkened, and his skin twitched from time to time.

"That's why Director Xu sent me to Tianjin to investigate," Shadow continued, his eyes gleaming with determination. "As long as we can prove that the Second Division is colluding with the Japanese, we can bring them down in one fell swoop and avenge those tragically killed brothers!"

"Humph!"

Old Tan suddenly sneered, a hint of sarcasm flashing in his eyes: "At this time, you are still engaging in internal strife! Dai Li is not that kind of person!

He absolutely would not compromise with the Japanese! As for those brothers who died..."

Old Tan sneered at this and said, "Haha, haven't we killed enough people from the Second Division? If we want revenge, isn't it just dog-eat-dog?"