Spy Wars: I am the Captain of the Military Police

He took a step forward and was only an arm's length away from Shadow. Shadow's heart seemed to be grasped by an invisible hand and almost stopped beating!

"You asked me to investigate whether there is any connection between the Second Division and the Japanese Military Police Headquarters in Tianjin.

As a result, the head of the intelligence section of the Military Police Headquarters, Itai Yudai, specially invited me to a secret room deep in the basement of their headquarters.

His eyes were fixed on Shadow's unfocused pupils: "There was only a lamp, two iron chairs, and two people bound to the iron chairs with fine steel chains.

Wearing a blood-stained Japanese lieutenant general's uniform, his cheeks were deeply sunken due to constant torture and hunger, but his eyes still burned with an unyielding fire. It was Kazuki Seiji.

The other one, bandaged and bleeding, was my old classmate from my time in Japan, and now my biggest enemy, Takeda Koichi.

Old Tan clearly read out two names that once cast a shadow over North China: the former commander of the Chinese Garrison Army and the former director of the Garrison Army Intelligence Department.

"Two section chiefs from the Military Police Headquarters, the Intelligence Section Chief and the Operations Section Chief, politely invited me to sit down, as if I were watching an opera.

They didn't explain, one of them just smiled and said to me.

Mr. Fan, for the sake of the purity of the Empire of Japan, some branches and leaves that cannot complete their mission need to be pruned.

You have been baptized by the purest Fujita style, and should be able to best understand the Empire's painstaking pursuit of "perfection".

Tonight will be your final connection with your master, Fujita Gosai. Witness Mr. Fujita's granddaughter, Miss Sakurako, and demonstrate your pure art to us."

"..." Shadow was completely speechless, his pupils dilated with great fear.

His throat felt like it was filled with hot coals, burning him so much that he couldn't make a sound.

A bloody shadow seemed to have spread from the words, freezing his limbs and bones.

Lao Tan's narration was cold and mechanical: "They struggled, but the chains prevented them from moving."

As he spoke, Old Tan looked at the cone in his hand as if he were observing a work of art.

"I picked up my shadow cone, and the cell was silent except for the heavy, blood-frothed breathing of Kazuki Seiji and Takeda Koichi.

I pressed my old classmate's crown with my left hand, and with my right hand, I moved my three vertebrae downwards...without hesitation, as naturally as breathing."

Old Tan's voice suddenly dropped to a whisper, yet it held a soul-freezing power: "The first cone pierced the gap between the occipital bone and the atlas obliquely, and the sound was like cracking a shriveled old walnut.

Takeda Hiroichi's whole body shook violently, and a muffled sound came from his throat.

The second cone penetrated the third joint of the spine, like crushing a piece of dry bamboo.

His head jerked back, veins popping out of his neck, and for the first time, his eyes finally flashed with pure, bestial fear and incredible pain.

There were no screams. The Fujita style only allowed the gentle sound of bones breaking. That was the rule of "silence."

By the seventh blow, his entire spine had completely collapsed like a dismantled ladder, and the light of life had suddenly gone out in his eyes like a extinguished candle, leaving only an empty shell.

The warehouse was dead silent; even the sound of artillery fire in the distance seemed to have disappeared.

Old Tan took a step closer, and their breaths were almost inaudible. He used the index finger that had broken Takeda Koichi's spine to very gently brush away the dust on Shadow's shoulder, as if brushing away dust. His movements were so gentle that it was creepy.

“Alas… it’s a pity that the teacher is old after all, and was interrupted by someone nearby and deviated from the target.

"Let Takeda Hirokazu survive." Old Tan said, shaking his head: "But I think he might prefer to die by my hand, so that he wouldn't have to endure the torture that makes even me feel horrified."

"Afterwards, the two section chiefs applauded me." Old Tan's voice was flat and without any emotion.

"The section chief, Itai Yudai, said to me very politely: Mr. Fan, your skills prove that you have an innate respect for precision and power, which transcends narrow nationality and position.

China's old order is bound to collapse, and the new order needs wise people like you who can see the essence to jointly build it.

The intelligence force of the Tianjin Military Intelligence Bureau that you control is exactly the problem that needs to be accurately eliminated in the process of the empire establishing a new order.

He handed me a piece of paper full of names, including all the key people involved in your line, with your name and code name at the top of the first page.

He invited me to participate in this precision removal as a gift for our collaboration and as a tribute to the skills of my former master."

"So..." Old Tan stared at Shadow's pale face, which was completely distorted by extreme shock and sudden realization of fear, and uttered the last few words clearly: "Now, I choose to cooperate."

These five words were like an ice spike, completely breaking all of Shadow's defenses!

Not a threat, not intimidation, but a direct death sentence!

"Teacher... Teacher, please listen to me..." Shadow's lips trembled violently, his knees were weak, and the look behind his gold-rimmed glasses was completely broken, filled with despair and begging for mercy.

He didn't even bother to hide it, his voice trembling with panic and disbelief as if he was about to drown: "I... I was confused for a moment!

Director Xu... It was Xu Enzeng! He forced me! He threatened my family!

The information about this smuggling route from the Second Division... was not given to the Japanese by me at all!

"Yes... Xu Enzeng already had an informant inside the Second Division! I'm just a pawn following orders, Teacher!"

At this critical moment of life and death, Shadow's logical thinking completely collapsed, and he just wanted to grasp the last straw.

He even attempted to climb up to a higher level, trying to find a fragile ray of hope in the dark jungle rules. The face that was once known for its deep and resourceful thinking now only showed distorted panic and desperate sweat.

"Pawn?" Old Tan repeated the word, his tone flat and calm. "You and I are both pawns. But if a pawn wants to save its life, it must first see clearly who set up the chessboard.

Chess players always hide in the deepest shadows."

In Old Tan's bottomless eyes, the last extremely faint ripple caused by the old friendship between teacher and student completely dissipated, leaving only a pure depth, which was colder than the torture chamber under the military police headquarters.

"I taught you that action is not like treating someone to a meal. It leaves no room for maneuver." As he spoke the coldest judgment, he raised his right hand very naturally and reached into the pocket of his gray silk gown on his chest.

All of Shadow's nerves instantly tensed up! Fear made his senses gain a brief, morbid sharpness at the peak of despair!

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Old Tan reaching into his arms! An instinctive alarm, branded deep within his soul, began to ring like crazy.

This was a sign that the teacher across from me was ready to kill! Taking something meant taking someone's life!

"No!!! You said you wouldn't kill me!" Driven by the desire to survive, adrenaline instantly burned through his body like a poisonous flame! Shadow roared and retreated almost at the same time!

His hand shot towards his waist like lightning! There was a Browning pistol hidden close to his body.