Spy Wars: I am the Captain of the Military Police

The suppressed anger within the Shanghai Expeditionary Force Headquarters.

The friction on the Songjiang front is tense.

And the intriguing silence of the Kyoto base camp, together they intertwined into an invisible giant net that was getting tighter and tighter.

The difficulties in transporting supplies, the slander of Shunsuke Nakamura, and the direct confrontation with Yusuke Ichijo...

These seemingly isolated incidents are gradually converging into a powerful resistance, beginning to substantially hinder the normal operation of the Central China Expeditionary Army and profoundly shaking its military morale.

Beneath the calm surface of the water, the undercurrent is already surging, and with just a tiny opportunity, it will form a huge vortex that swallows everything.

The lights are coming on in downtown Shanghai.

The black sedan drove silently on the road leading to the French Concession, and the atmosphere inside the car was suffocatingly depressing.

The driver kept his eyes fixed on the road, while Hase, sitting in the passenger seat, couldn't help but sneak a peek in the rearview mirror at Kagesa Tadaaki in the back seat.

Yingzuo closed his eyes and leaned back on the soft leather seat, but his furrowed brows and slightly pursed lips showed that he had not gotten any rest and was under tremendous pressure in his heart.

"Your Excellency," Hase finally couldn't hold back anymore and spoke cautiously, his voice carrying the frankness typical of young people and a hint of barely perceptible worry, "Your Excellency has been worried ever since Chief of Staff Nakamura summoned you two days ago.

Are there any new important instructions?

Is it... related to the case at Shiliupu Wharf?"

Yingzuo did not open his eyes, but just sighed very deeply, almost inaudibly.

This sigh contained too much helplessness, vigilance and exhaustion of walking on thin ice.

Participate in the investigation of senior military officials, and use your identity as a "neutral observer" to submit a report to Tokyo that you have "objectively" analyzed and signed.

This is clearly a carefully laid fire pit. No matter what the conclusion of the report is, it will definitely deeply offend one party.

But as a soldier, especially an intelligence officer, he sometimes has to jump under certain pressure.

He did not answer Hase's question because some decisions were too heavy and risky to be made to his subordinates, and some pressure had to be borne alone.

He simply ordered calmly, "Drive faster and go straight to Tongfuli."

Hase wisely shut his mouth, not daring to ask any further questions, but secretly increased the speed of the car.

Ying Zuo Zhen Zhao still closed his eyes, but his thoughts were spinning like a wheel...

Compared with such high-level infighting and dangerous factional fighting, the simple intelligence work in the past seemed simpler and more direct. At least the goals were clear, and there was no need to worry about the cold arrows from behind and the feeling of powerlessness that could bring one to ruin.

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On Xu Tian's side, two days ago, on the day Tian Luning was murdered, Xu Tian was alone traveling through the intricate, maze-like alleys and streets of the French Concession.

Tian Luning's heavy entrustment before his death, "Dandan... please...", and the vague information that the list might be on Tian Dan's body, were like a huge rock pressing on his heart.

He must find Tian Dan as soon as possible, before Ying Zuo Zhen Zhao's all-seeing eyes notice this girl.

He recalled that he had met Tian Dan on the street a few days ago. She seemed to be about to leave at that time, but now she might be stranded in Shanghai due to some unexpected events.

He needed confirmation immediately.

Relying on the connections he had accumulated on the street and careful inquiries, Xu Tian soon learned that Tian Dan had not left Shanghai, but was abandoned alone by her boyfriend who had originally promised to leave Shanghai together.

To make matters worse, she had apparently received the devastating news that her parents had been murdered.

Xu Tian immediately rushed to Guangci Hospital where Tian Dan had worked, and learned that she had resigned long ago.

He then found Patrolman Tie Lin from the Mailan Police Station, who was familiar with the Tian family, hoping to get some clues.

Unfortunately, Tielin knew very little at the time and only vaguely remembered that Tian Dan might be temporarily staying at a friend's house.

Xu Tian did not give up. He carefully read the rental notices in recent newspapers, screened the information one by one, and checked each house on the spot.

He knew very well that for Tian Dan, whose family was broken up and who had no relatives, finding a safe place to live was her most urgent need.

Hard work pays off.

Finally, outside the window of an inconspicuous pastry shop facing the street, Xu Tian caught a glimpse of the familiar and lonely figure.

Tian Dan sat by the window, the cup of coffee in front of her had long since gone cold and remained untouched. She stared blankly at the crowd passing by the window, her face so pale it was almost transparent, only deep in her eyes burned a flame of despair and deep hatred that frightened Xu Tian secretly.

There was still a scarf around her neck. To Xu Tian's color blindness, it looked gray. He had no way of knowing that it was originally a glaring blood red.

Xu Tian pushed the door open and walked in. The bell on the door made a crisp sound.

Tian Dan turned around in confusion when she heard the voice. When she saw that the person coming was Xu Tian, ​​a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and then she returned to the silence as dead as water.

"Ms. Tian." Xu Tian sat down in the seat opposite her, speaking as gently as possible.

"Mr. Xu." Tian Dan's voice was hoarse from not speaking for a long time. "How... did you find this place?"

"I... have been asking about you these days." Xu Tian chose his words carefully: "I heard about what happened in your family... Please accept my condolences and take care of yourself."

Tian Dan's lips trembled uncontrollably. Her hands tightly gripped the cold coffee cup, her knuckles turning white from the strain. "They're all... gone. I..."

Her voice was low, but it seemed to contain immense pain that tore at her heart and lungs, and unexpressed anger.

Xu Tian was silent for a moment, knowing that any words of comfort would be pale and powerless at this moment: "Ms. Tian, ​​where are you living now? What are your plans for the future?"

Tian Dan lowered her eyes, her long, thick eyelashes casting a faint shadow on her pale face. "I'm temporarily staying in the back room of a friend's pharmacy, but it's not a long-term solution. I'm...looking for a suitable house."

Xu Tian's heart suddenly tightened.

He understood Yingzuo Zhenzhao's style and knew that he would never let go of anyone related to the Tian family. Tian Dan was like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth when he was alone outside.

An idea quickly became clear and firm in his mind. Although this action might drag him deeper into danger, Tian Luning's dying entrustment, the helpless look of the girl in front of him, and the list made it impossible for him to stand idly by.

"Ms. Tian," Xu Tian took a deep breath, his voice calm but with unquestionable seriousness: "If you don't mind, maybe... you can move into my house temporarily.

Although Tongfuli is an ordinary alley with simple conditions, it is located in the French Concession, so it is relatively quiet, and most of the neighbors are honest people, so it is relatively safe.

Currently, my mother and I live alone at home. We have an empty attic upstairs, which should be suitable for us to live in after some tidying up."