Spy Wars: I am the Captain of the Military Police

It was already late at night when Xu Tian returned to Tongfuli.

The alley was completely silent, with only the night watchman's lantern swaying in the breeze, casting ghostly shadows.

He pushed open the door quietly and found his mother, Xu Ma, still sitting under the oil lamp in the living room, doing needlework, obviously waiting for him.

Seeing him return safely, Xu Ma's heart finally settled down. Without asking any more questions, she quietly got up and went to the kitchen to bring out the vegetable rice porridge that had been warm in the pot.

Xu Tian ate silently, the food tasted like chewing wax. The stubborn and desperate look of Jia Xiaoqi before his death and the scene of the "Tongda" disappearing in the dark river surface alternately appeared in his mind.

He quietly stuffed the red scarf left by Tian Dan under his pillow. The unusually dark color seemed to carry warmth, burning his thoughts.

Teacher Xiang reminded me yesterday to go find Tian Luning, the boss of Renji Pharmaceutical Company, as soon as possible.

Go get a list! Tian Luning has a red booklet with the list of seven people for today's operation.

At the same time, he asked his teacher Xu Tian to tell Tian Luning that the Japanese might trace him back, so Tian Luning should be more careful. Also, the medicines in Warehouse No. 3 at Pier 16 must be kept well, as they will be taken away later.

Xu Tian almost didn't sleep all night.

Shanghai was shrouded in a gray fog in the early morning. Yesterday's chaos seemed to have subsided temporarily, but a deeper sense of depression filled the air.

Xu Tian, ​​wearing his half-worn long gown, walked out of Tongfuli with a normal expression, as if he was just an ordinary citizen going to the morning market.

But he knew in his heart that Yingzuo Zhenzhao was no ordinary person. If the dock failed, he would definitely follow all possible clues like a mad dog, and Renji Pharmaceutical Company and Tian Luning would undoubtedly be the first targets.

He must find Tian Luning before Yingzuo.

No. 167 Maiqi Road is a Western-style house with a small garden. It is not particularly eye-catching in the French Concession, but at this moment it exudes an ominous silence.

When Xu Tian approached, he found that the courtyard door was ajar, and his heart sank.

I gently pushed the door open and walked in. The flowers and plants in the garden showed signs of being trampled. The curtains in the living room were drawn, but I could faintly hear suppressed voices coming from inside, mixed with stiff Chinese and Japanese commands.

Xu Tian held his breath and quietly approached the living room window. He peered through the slit in the curtains and saw Tian Luning and his wife tied to a chair. Tian Luning's mouth was cracked and bleeding, while his wife's hair was disheveled and her face was marked by palm prints. Two burly men stood on either side, while a sinister-looking young man paced impatiently.

What shocked Xu Tian the most was the figure standing upright with his back to the window. Even if he couldn't see his face, Xu Tian would never mistake him. It was Ying Zuo Zhenzhao! He actually came in person, and so quickly.

Xu Tian's brain was working rapidly. He felt that rushing in directly would be like walking into a trap.

Retreat? Not only would they not be able to complete the task entrusted to the teacher, but Tian Luning and his wife would probably lose their lives in an instant.

But he couldn't retreat.

At this moment, Kagesa Tadaaki in the living room seemed to have finished the interrogation and gestured to Hase.

Hase walked forward with a grim smile and forced Tian Luning to tell him whether he had planned the dock incident.

Tian Luning insisted that he didn't know, but the cruel Chang Gu didn't hesitate and cut Mrs. Tian's throat in front of Tian Luning!

Tian Luning witnessed his wife's tragic death, howled like a beast, and struggled hard, but was held down by Chang Gu.

This sudden scene almost froze Xu Tian's blood outside the window.

He realized that there could be no more hesitation.

It is necessary to create chaos and attract the police from the concession, perhaps there will be a glimmer of hope.

I quickly looked around and found that the study window on the other side of the living room was not closed tightly.

After going around to the other side, Xu Tian quietly climbed in through the window and was about to take out a match to light the curtains and start a fire to attract the attention of people around him.

But out of the corner of his eye he saw that the desk drawer was half open, revealing a pistol.

Xu Tian changed his plan instantly.

He quickly took out his gun, aimed it at the open space outside the window, and pulled the trigger!

"boom!"

The gunshots sounded particularly harsh in the quiet concession in the early morning.

Almost at the same time as the gunshot, Xu Tian took a deep breath, climbed out of the window, and quickly went back to the gate of the courtyard. He pretended that he had just arrived and heard the gunshot without knowing why. He pushed open the gate and ran in anxiously.

Xu Tian's appearance startled everyone in the room.

Ying Zuo Zhen Zhao slowly turned around, and when his eyes met Xu Tian, ​​a hint of surprise that was hard to conceal flashed in his eyes as sharp as an eagle.

"Xu Tianjun?" Yingzuo's Japanese was low and contained a hint of artificial intimacy: "It's really... an unexpected reunion."

Xu Tian's face was filled with just the right amount of surprise and confusion. "Instructor Yingzuo? Why are you here?" He glanced at the tragically dead Mrs. Tian and the restrained Tian Luning, revealing just the right amount of horror. "What...what's going on?"

Ying Zuo Zhen Zhao did not answer. Instead, he looked at Xu Tian with interest, as if admiring a precious collection that had been lost and then found again: "Mr. Xu Tian, ​​are you familiar with Mr. Tian?"

Xu Tian's heart was in his throat, but his tone remained steady. He answered according to what he had prepared long ago: "I have never met Mr. Hetian.

Yesterday I happened to meet Mr. Tian’s daughter on Sichuan North Road. She asked me to tell Mr. Tian that she had left Shanghai and asked him not to worry.

I just stopped by to pass on a message." His words not only explained his purpose, but also cleverly blurred Tian Dan's message, implying that she had left in order to protect her safety.

Ying Zuo Zhen Zhao said "Oh" meaningfully, obviously not completely believing it.

He walked slowly to Xu Tian, ​​so close that he could almost feel each other's breath. "Xu Tianjun, you are still the same. You look indifferent to the world, but you always appear at the most subtle time and place."

His voice was very low, like an instructor testing a student: "The Shiliupu Wharf was very lively yesterday.

A carefully planned explosion, a medicine ship that slipped away right under the noses of the Imperial Army... The technique was very clever, and one could even say that the style was somewhat familiar."

Xu Tian met his gaze without the slightest evasion. His expression was filled with pure shock at the tragic scene and bewilderment at the situation. "Instructor, I don't understand what you mean. I'm just an accountant at the market. The big things happening at the docks are too far away from me."

Just then, hurried footsteps and noise were heard outside the door. It was the patrol officers from the Mailan Police Station in the French Concession who arrived.

Leading the group was Chief Constable Tielin, who had a resolute face and a look of justice between his brows.

He rushed in with several Chinese policemen. Seeing the scene inside the house, especially the tragic death of Mrs. Tian and the armed Japanese, he immediately drew his gun and pointed it at Yingzuo and Hase, shouting: "Stop! You are so brave to commit murder in the French Concession! Put down your guns!"

Hase walked straight up to Tielin and said in stiff Chinese, with an unquestionable tone: "We are the secret service of the Empire of Japan. We are in full control of this place. Please give me some respect and leave."

Tielin's straightforward nature was instantly ignited, and he stared at Chang Gu with his eyes wide open: "Bullshit!

Cases that occur in the French Concession will naturally be handled by my Mailan Police Station!

What right do you Japanese have to point fingers here? Your face doesn't count with me!"