Spy Wars: I am the Captain of the Military Police

"I lost the key, but I thought you could find it, or you already have.

The situation was urgent at the time and I didn't have time to think too much, but after I came back, I kept wondering who could have touched my tail.

The people from the Ministry of Internal Affairs and the Manchuria Railway probably don't have such fast reaction speed and tracking skills, but I still have confidence in this.

"Then there's only one truth: the person who hurt me was following you, right?" Zheng Yaoxian said with a smile.

Itai Yudai looked up, his expression having regained its composure: "Zheng-san, you misunderstood..."

Zheng Yaoxian raised his hand to interrupt, "I am not as skilled as you. I have nothing to say. Regardless of whether the key is in your hands or not, it is lost anyway.

And even if we get that overseas money, not much will end up in the hands of our Military Intelligence Bureau. The appetites of those people in our Military Intelligence Bureau are terrifying.

Besides, our Director Dai doesn't want to become enemies with you two because of this matter, so it's better to do you a favor. We hope you can help us more in the future, and we need you to pay more attention to business matters."

Password!

Itai Yudai knew that Zheng Yaoxian dared to put the envelope directly on the table, so he was definitely not worried that he would snatch it away, or maybe the envelope in front of him contained fake things.

But he really wanted the password...

If I find Sakurako and get the key, and hand it over to the general together, then I will have done a great deed! A great deed!

From now on, your position in the general's heart will definitely be one of the best!

"Aoki Takeshige." Itai Yudai muttered to himself, "He was promoted by our general. I think it won't be difficult to get a list from him."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zheng Yaoxian laughed... It was a very strange laugh.

It was as if he had found the answer to a very important question that had been bothering him for a long time...

Itai Yudai's heart skipped a beat... He thought to himself, "I've been fooled!"

Zheng Yaoxian was testing himself!

Zheng Yaoxian seemed to know what Itai Yudai was thinking. He reached out and pushed the envelope containing the password toward Itai Yudai and said, "Itai-kun, don't worry. This contains the real password."

Itai Yudai's eyes flashed, then he picked up the envelope, pulled out a piece of paper from it, and looked at the number on it carefully.

At this time, Zheng Yaoxian said again: "Mr. Banjing, I have a suggestion, do you want to hear it?"

"Oh, Mr. Zheng, please speak frankly if you have anything to say." Itai Yudai put the note back into the envelope and put the envelope into his underwear pocket.

"From now on, when you encounter a situation you don't understand, or when you can't make up your mind, just remain silent.

You manage your facial expressions very well, you can be considered an elite agent, but you have to understand that speaking skills are more important... Alas... " Zheng Yaoxian laughed and shook his head.

Itai Yudai blinked, then, under the bewildered gaze of Nakagawa Ken beside him, he stood up and bowed to Zheng Yaoxian: "Thank you for your guidance, sir. Duomo, Ah Ligaduo, Guo Za Yi Ma Si!"

"Come to think of it." Zheng Yaoxian's tone suddenly became relaxed. "I recently heard that the Tianjin Military Police Headquarters seems to have built a new morphine production plant?"

"Mr. Zheng is incredibly well-informed." Itai Yudai sat down again and spoke slowly, "But I remember we once proposed providing medical morphine to Chinese merchants, but were politely declined. They said all drug purchases must go through formal channels."

Zheng Yaoxian chuckled. "Itai-kun is right. Officially, the government does have an agreement with European and American countries. All medical anesthetics must be imported through formal channels. Furthermore, the person responsible for purchasing these drugs has a strong background. Those businessmen won't, and wouldn't, dare to offend them."

Zheng Yaoxian's eyes grew penetrating as he spoke, "But some things...are kept secret, not in public."

Nakagawa Ken couldn't help but interrupt again: "Mr. Zheng means..."

"What I mean is," Zheng Yaoxian lowered his voice, "We at the Military Control Commission hope to obtain some contraband." He drew a circle on the table with his finger, "But we must ensure absolute secrecy and leave no trace."

There was a brief silence in the private room.

Itai Yudai and Nakagawa Ken exchanged glances again.

"Can I ask about the purpose and quantity required?" Itai Yudai said cautiously, "After all, we're not in charge of the morphine business. We need to know some information so we can report back."

Zheng Yaoxian raised his lips in a meaningful smile: "Itai-kun is a sensible man. In wartime... there are always some special needs."

Zheng Yaoxian tapped his fingers lightly on the table. "The front lines need painkillers, underground work requires special supplies, and even...some special occasions require some fun stuff."

Nakagawa Ken's frown deepened: "So, the quantity you need isn't huge... There's not much profit..."

"It's not a big quantity." Zheng Yaoxian interrupted him. "Just a few hundred kilograms per month will do. We need high purity and a continuous supply. As for the price... we can be 30% higher than the market price."

"What! Hundreds of kilograms!" Ken Nakagawa stood up in surprise.

Itai Yudai was also stunned.

Hundreds of kilograms! This is not a big amount!

"Mr. Zheng, the uses you just mentioned don't require so much stuff, right?" Itai Yudai asked doubtfully.

"Haha." Zheng Yaoxian smiled first, then said: "We in the Military Control Commission are also short of money, so we are reselling some weapons and equipment. We are just handling them for a while and making a little money.

But this morphine is different... Others can sell it, and so can we, the Military Control Commission!

Funding from above is becoming increasingly tight, and Director Dai is eager to expand into open source, so he thought he'd try morphine first."

Itai Yudai was speechless. . . . . . . .

Before, when I saw Zheng Yaoxian giving out dozens of gold bars, I thought the Military Control Commission was very rich, but it turned out that he was just pretending to be rich!

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Outskirts of Songjiang.

The Battle of Shanghai was nearing its end, but the fighting outside Songjiang was at a stalemate in a strange way.

Lieutenant Colonel Yusuke Ichijo, the captain of the military police, reined in his horse, stood on a gentle slope, raised his telescope and looked towards the direction of Songjiang.

Along the way, although the road was a bit difficult to walk on, we did not encounter any enemies and arrived near Songjiang smoothly.

As for why the reconnaissance forces sent by the expeditionary force did not return, this puzzled Yusuke Ichijo and Chiaki Shigeto.

The tragic situation of the Tenth Army was beyond his imagination.

Both sides of the road were filled with retreating soldiers of the Tenth Army.

They don't look like a victorious army, but more like ghosts crawling out of hell.

Their uniforms were tattered, and many of them were wrapped in blood-soaked bandages. Their eyes were empty, and they showed no reaction to the arrival of a gendarmerie team, but just mechanically moved backwards.

The air was filled with a strange smell that was a mixture of gunpowder, decay, and burning steel.

"Sir," Shigeto Chiaki, who had rushed to Yusuke Ichijo's side, whispered, his face also filled with seriousness. "Something's wrong. The Tenth Army's attack sequence is completely disrupted."

Ichijo Yusuke didn't answer and rode forward.