Espionage: Mastering the Ten Cruelest Tortures of the Military Intelligence Bureau from the Start

Upon hearing the words "gunshot wound," the nurse was so startled that she stood up as if struck by lightning.

Her face turned pale instantly, and her eyes were filled with fear and tension.

A moment later, the nurse hurriedly turned around and called the surgeon.

Then, she led Su Mingzhe quickly into the operating room.

Su Mingzhe slowly took off the police uniform from his left arm; the uniform was already stained and mottled with blood.

He lay quietly on the operating table, staring at the ceiling.

Then, a nurse quietly entered the operating room and whispered a few words to the surgeon, whose expression instantly changed.

Seeing them whispering, Su Mingzhe frowned, somewhat displeased, and asked, "What's wrong?"

The doctor looked embarrassed, hesitated for a moment, and replied, "We've run out of anesthetic."

So what if there's no anesthesia? That's no big deal.

"Continue the surgery."

Upon hearing Su Mingzhe's words, the doctor took a deep breath, picked up the scalpel, and first cut a large opening in the fabric at the wound site.

The sharp blade gleamed coldly under the light, and the doctor moved with utmost care.

Next, the doctor began to remove the foreign objects and necrotic tissue.

At this moment, the nurse tossed Su Mingzhe a medical tourniquet.

"It will hurt a lot when they remove the bullet, so please bear with it."

Hearing the nurse say that, Su Mingzhe didn't pretend to be nonchalant; he bit down hard on the tourniquet.

Then, several nurses pressed down on Su Mingzhe's left arm to prevent him from moving, and the doctor picked up tweezers and carefully removed the bullet.

A sharp pain shot through his left arm, a pain that overwhelmed Su Mingzhe like a raging tide.

He bit down hard on the tourniquet, veins bulging on his forehead, sweat streaming down his face.

The pain meant he was still alive; Su Mingzhe felt as if he were in another world.

After removing the bullet, the doctor began cleaning and stitching the wound.

The alcohol undoubtedly amplified the pain to its peak, but Su Mingzhe had no choice but to grit his teeth and endure it.

Finally, the doctor wrapped Su Mingzhe's wound with bandages.

The surgery was quick, lasting only an hour.

However, for Su Mingzhe, that hour felt like an eternity.

It was only then that Su Mingzhe came to his senses. He was soaked in sweat and felt sticky all over.

He slowly got up, tossed the twelve yuan surgery fee to the doctor, and then walked out of the operating room.

The two police officers on patrol stood outside the operating room for a full hour, their posture ramrod straight, their eyes alert, not daring to relax for a moment.

When Su Mingzhe came out of the operating room and saw their faces, a warm feeling welled up in his heart.

He began by saying, "Thank you for your hard work, brothers."

Then, he took out two small stacks of Chinese currency from his pocket, ten yuan each, as a reward for their hard work.

When the two patrol officers saw the money Su Mingzhe handed over, they waved their hands repeatedly, not daring to accept it, and unconsciously took two steps back.

"Just take it if I tell you to."

Su Mingzhe's voice carried an unquestionable tone.

Only after Su Mingzhe said this did the two patrolmen nervously accept the money.

Afterwards, Su Mingzhe left the hospital with two patrol officers.

As Su Mingzhe stepped out of the hospital, a black car sped up and came to a stop right in front of the hospital with a screeching sound of brakes.

The appearance of the vehicle instantly made Su Mingzhe feel that it was extremely familiar. Wasn't this the vehicle from their station?

Moreover, it was Chief Li's personal vehicle.

After dismissing the two patrol officers, Su Mingzhe jogged to the car, quickly opened the door, and got in.

Upon raising his eyes, Su Mingzhe and the stationmaster stared at each other.

Why is the station manager here too?!

Su Mingzhe was startled and turned his head to see that Li Qi was driving.

Li Qi then turned to look at him.

"Stationmaster, what brings you two here?"

Su Mingzhe asked in confusion.

The stationmaster snorted coldly and said irritably:

"It's all because of you. As soon as we heard you were in trouble, Section Chief Li and I rushed over. How are your injuries?"

This unexpected concern warmed Su Mingzhe's heart.

"It's nothing, it was just a mosquito that made a small hole. The bullet has already been removed."

Su Mingzhe responded easily.

Then, Su Mingzhe got down to business, and his expression became serious.

"Station Chief, all four assassins are Japanese agents. It doesn't make sense that they paid such a high price just to assassinate a lieutenant like me."

I suspect it's related to the mole I'm currently investigating. The list of suspects has been narrowed down to thirteen people, and the mole must be among them, otherwise he wouldn't be in such a hurry.

I suggest we place these thirteen people under house arrest at the station until my investigation results are available.

The stationmaster frowned slightly, lost in thought, and after a few seconds asked:

"Mingzhe, how long will it take for your investigation results to come out?"

As the station chief, he had to consider all the potential impacts. He couldn't very well have Su Mingzhe investigate for a year and then have him put those dozen or so people under house arrest for the same year.

"The one who lives the furthest away should be Chief Zhao of the Intelligence Section. It will probably take the action team another half a month to come and go."

Su Mingzhe pondered for a moment before answering.

After hesitating for a moment, he continued, "Among these thirteen people, Deputy Station Chief Wang and Section Chief Zhao are the most suspicious. If possible, I suggest searching their homes."

Upon hearing this, the stationmaster waved his hands repeatedly and replied:

"Let's just forget about the house search; it's too damaging and will also negatively impact morale within the station."

We can wait until the team members bring back the latest investigation report before searching. For now, let's send people to monitor the homes of these dozen or so people.

"You're injured, and your most important task right now is to recover. Let Section Chief Li handle that; he's become increasingly lax since you came to the station."

The stationmaster glanced at Li Qi, who was sitting in the driver's seat.

Li Qi's face lit up with joy, and he quickly replied, "Yes."

It doesn't matter to him who the mole is; the position of deputy station chief is already his for the taking.

The station chief would not promote Zhao Peng, who was suspected of being involved, to deputy station chief, even if he had been cleared of suspicion.

Especially recently, the intelligence section has made no progress, while the action section has repeatedly made new achievements, so it is reasonable to promote Li Qi.

At the same time, the station chief's actions were also a way to share the credit. Su Mingzhe had just been promoted, and even if he were given a great deal of credit at this point, he would not be promoted to captain unless he killed the Japanese emperor.

Furthermore, it is extremely difficult for officers of the rank of colonel to be promoted in the Military Intelligence Department without making significant contributions. Li Qi could naturally see that the station chief was paving the way for him in advance and creating opportunities for his promotion.

After years of being a daughter-in-law, Li Qi has finally become a mother-in-law. That's how she feels now.

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