Spy Wars: I am the Captain of the Military Police

"General, various parties in Tianjin have complained a lot about our military police, especially the business community, who have repeatedly expressed dissatisfaction, believing that our military police are hindering business activities.

Our Japanese consulate also lodged a formal protest, saying their people were being “unfairly treated.”

Zhou Zhengqing raised his eyes: "Consulate?"

"A secretary from the consulate was detained for publicly discussing the Emperor and was released on 200 yen bail.

Separately, the owner of a factory secretly controlled by the consulate was arrested for ordering the beating of an employee. His bail was set at 5,000 yen. Mitsuda Shojin paused. "They all lodged a formal protest through the consulate."

Zhou Zhengqing sneered: "Discussing the Emperor in front of our Royal Military Police?

Assaulting others? Shouldn't there be punishment?"

Still protesting! It's a joke. Everyone is equal before the rules.

Mitsuda-kun, you're doing great, keep it up, and ignore the protests."

"Hi! Thank you, General, for your support of our work!" Mitsuda Shoma and Nakajima Ichiro immediately bowed.

"General, it's rare for me to come to the headquarters. I would like to invite you and Mr. Itai and others to get together in the evening. Do you have time?" Mitsuda Shoma closed the folder and asked in a low voice.

Hearing this, Zhou Zhengqing smiled and said, "That's right. After Guangtian became the captain of the military police, he rarely came to the Japanese Concession. Thank you for your hard work."

"It is an honor for subordinates to work for the general! It is not hard." Zhou Zhengqing's words made Mitsuda Shoma and Nakajima Ichiro bow again.

"Don't worry, I won't forget your hard work. Let's put it this way. It's been a long time since we had a meal together. We have a lot of things to do since we came to Tianjin." Zhou Zhengqing smiled and nodded in agreement with Mitsuda Shoma's proposal for a meal together, then turned to look at Nakamura Shunsuke standing beside him.

"Nakamura-kun, notify the cafeteria and ask the chef to prepare dinner. Then notify Banjing, Xiao Teng and the others. We will have a good drink tonight."

"Hi Yi!"

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After the report was completed, Mitsuda Shoma and Nakajima Ichiro left.

"General, this is a letter of inquiry from the military." Nakamura Shunsuke handed over a document. "Just as Mitsuda-kun said just now, it seems someone has complained to the higher-ups about us."

"Oh! There are actually people protesting! What does that old fellow Jue Nei Gancheng want to do?" Zhou Zhengqing was surprised. He didn't expect that the consulate would actually send the protest to the country.

"I think he just wanted to put on an act in front of his subordinates, or maybe he was arranged to be the first to take action." Shunsuke Nakamura replied with a smile.

"You mean someone else doesn't like the way our military police are doing things, but doesn't dare to say it directly, so they sent Jue Nei Gancheng out to test us?"

"I guess so."

Zhou Zhengqing took the document from Shunsuke Nakamura and started to browse through it. The content was the military's euphemistic inquiry into the Tianjin gendarmerie's "special law enforcement methods" and their impact on the management of the occupied areas.

With a sneer, Zhou Zhengqing threw the documents on the table.

"Prepare to call back. Our military police's strict management of Tianjin has significantly improved order and compliance in Tianjin, reduced anti-Japanese sentiment and resistance activities, and at the same time calmed people's hearts, allowing Tianjin to quickly return to its pre-war level."

After recording this, Nakamura Shunsuke hesitated for a moment: "General, perhaps we can be a little more...lively? Especially in terms of how we deal with Japanese expatriates and foreigners?"

Zhou Zhengqing stared at Junsuke Nakamura: "Nakamura-kun, what do you think the meaning of rules is?"

"Maintain order, General."

"So if the rules don't work for some people, does order still exist?" Zhou Zhengqing stood up. "Rules are like a wall. Once the first crack is made, it will soon collapse completely."

Nakamura Shunsuke lowered his head: "Hey, I understand, General."

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The next day, Zhou Zhengqing was still sleeping soundly because he had drunk a little too much.

Mitsuda Shoma took Nakajima Ichiro away from the military police headquarters.

On the street, Ichiro Nakajima paid special attention and soon noticed the changes on the street.

The Chinese people still walked quickly with their heads down, but they were less panicked.

Japanese expatriates were no longer so arrogant because they knew that the rules of the gendarmerie also applied to them.

At a street corner, Ichiro Nakajima saw two military police officers handling a dispute.

A Japanese businessman and a Chinese rickshaw driver were arguing.

"Pull the car aside and take a look." Ichiro Nakajima instructed the driver, and Mitsuda Shoma, who was sitting next to him, did not stop him.

"It seems that Nakajima-kun didn't drink enough yesterday. Unlike me, I still feel dizzy now." Mitsuda Sho said with interest.

"Senior, I had the honor of dining with General Takazaki yesterday, but I didn't dare drink so much." Nakajima Ichiro responded with a smile, then turned to look outside the car: "While eating, I chatted with Section Chief Itai of the headquarters.

Section Chief Itai talked to me a lot, and I still had a vague idea in my mind.

That is, no matter what one thinks in one's heart, as a member of the Imperial Military Police of the Empire of Japan, one must do everything according to the instructions of General Takazaki.

The general instructed us that all our actions as military police must comply with regulations and laws, so I wanted to try it myself and see what it was like for us military police to conscientiously enforce regulations during our daily patrols," Nakajima Ichiro explained seriously.

Although Ichiro Nakajima was not born into a noble family like Mitsuda Shoma and others, he did graduate from the Military Police Academy. Moreover, because of his outstanding performance during his studies, he was selected to become one of the first two captains of the Military Police after Japan occupied Huaxia City.

He has good qualifications and is also a smart person. He knows very well that Mitsuda Shoma and several superiors in the headquarters are trying to instill some ideas into him.

He is personally willing to accept guidance from his predecessors, so he wants to try it himself this time.

"Yoshi, you go and take a look. I feel a little dizzy and need to take a nap." Mitsuda Shoma waved his hand, signaling Nakajima Ichiro to act on his own.

The dispute occurred at the junction of the Chinese area and the Japanese concession. The military police in charge of patrolling here were from the gendarmerie, and they recognized Ichiro Nakajima, the new deputy captain of the gendarmerie, at a glance.

"Captain Nakajima, this gentleman claims the driver deliberately took a longer route and is refusing to pay the full fare. The driver insists the detour was due to road construction."

The Japanese businessman said first: "Captain Nakajima, these Chinese are always using tricks to cheat people out of money! They should teach him a lesson!"

The driver lowered his head, his body trembling slightly: "Madam, there is real construction going on. I can take you to see..."

Nakajima Ichiro asked the military police, "Have you checked the construction progress?"

"We've sent someone to check it out, Captain Nakajima."

Soon, another military police officer returned to confirm: "There is indeed road construction, and a detour is reasonable."

Ichiro Nakajima looked at the Japanese businessman and said, "According to the transportation management regulations, unreasonable refusal to pay the fare should be punished with a double fine. The driver must pay the fare plus double the fine."

The merchant was stunned. "Captain Nakajima! You actually trust a Chinese driver instead of me?"

"I believe in the evidence," Nakajima Ichiro said coldly, "Either pay the fare and fine, or be detained and post bail. The choice is yours."

The businessman paid the money angrily, glared at the driver and walked away quickly.

The driver took the money, looked at Nakajima Ichiro in disbelief, and then hurriedly drove away.