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

"By the way, stationmaster."

Seeing that the opportunity had arisen, Su Mingzhe quickly seized the moment and said:

"The man who saved me was named Gong Shouguo. He was the police chief of the Jinhua District Police Station. He killed two Japanese gunmen, which is why I escaped death."

The stationmaster nodded slightly and said calmly:

"Merit should be rewarded. Section Chief Li, call the patrol police department in a bit and promote that guy named Gong something to the chief of the Jinhua District Police Station. As for the reward, let them decide for themselves."

It has to be said that the position that Gong Shouguo might never achieve even after a lifetime of hard work is just a matter of a word in the eyes of these bigwigs.

The power of the Military Intelligence Investigation Service is evident.

Li Qi then started the car and drove smoothly on the road with everyone inside, returning to the station in no time.

After the stationmaster got off the train, he immediately summoned the guards and quickly placed the dozen or so people on the list under house arrest at the station.

"What are you doing? You've gone too far! As long as I'm the deputy stationmaster, you can't do whatever you want at Chang'an Station! Where's Li Qi? Get out here!"

The deputy stationmaster's roar came from his office.

He was Director Mao's classmate and a veteran of the Military Intelligence Bureau. When had he ever been treated like this?

If he hadn't just been a lieutenant colonel, and if Chang'an Station hadn't been designated as a Class A station, the position of stationmaster would have been his.

"I gave the order. Does Deputy Station Chief Wang have any further questions?"

The stationmaster emphasized the word "deputy" very much.

The bloodline suppression was applied from the start, leaving Deputy Station Chief Wang speechless and forced to obediently follow the guards.

With the biggest troublemaker dealt with, the rest of the group naturally had no intention of resisting and simply submitted.

The guards moved in an orderly manner, and although their methods were relatively gentle, they still created a tense atmosphere throughout the station, making everyone feel uneasy.

Everyone was on tenterhooks, fearing they might be implicated in the affair.

They knew all too well the methods of the Military Intelligence Bureau. They were ruthless to Japanese spies, and even more ruthless to their own people. Once someone was in the interrogation room, they would be severely injured, if not killed.

Su Mingzhe ignored all of this. He had just returned to his office and was about to brew a pot of hot tea to soothe his parched throat.

However, at that moment, the phone suddenly rang sharply.

Su Mingzhe picked up the receiver, and Shen Bei's steady voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Reporting to the team leader, a photo studio that Keiko Sakai frequents has suddenly closed down."

The boss, carrying a large suitcase, hurried towards the North City Wharf, and his four employees were nowhere to be seen.

Also, Deputy Station Chief Wang came to the photo studio alone this morning and stayed inside for about five minutes.

Upon hearing Shen Bei's report, Su Mingzhe frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.

Why is it Deputy Station Chief Wang again?

Four employees have disappeared; is the boss in a hurry to run away?

Could these four guys be the four gunmen who attacked him this morning?

And that box likely contained a radio.

It seems that after discovering the danger, Deputy Station Chief Wang used a hidden agent to try to eliminate Su Mingzhe. However, when the camera shop owner realized that the assassination had failed, he immediately packed his bags and prepared to flee.

This makes sense logically and creates a closed loop, with all clues pointing to Deputy Station Chief Wang.

But everything went too smoothly, and Su Mingzhe always felt like he was being pushed around.

However, according to common sense, if an insider finds himself under suspicion, he should try to minimize his appearance and reduce his presence, but Deputy Station Chief Wang was obviously too overbearing.

Furthermore, if Deputy Station Chief Wang is an inside man, why does he keep going against the station chief? Shouldn't he choose to back down in exchange for the station chief's support and thus obtain more intelligence?

But now, Deputy Station Chief Wang has no access to intelligence; he's practically invisible in the station.

That's really strange.

Perhaps he was just being too suspicious.

However, no matter what, it's always better to apprehend the photo studio owner first.

To avoid making the wrong arrest, Su Mingzhe and Shen Bei carefully checked the physical characteristics of the four gunmen.

The final result was that the appearances of the four gunmen and the four men were basically consistent.

"You continue to follow him without letting him spot you. I'll assemble the team immediately."

After saying that, Su Mingzhe decisively hung up the phone and quickly assembled the third squad.

With time running out, the team used two cars from the station and headed straight for the North City Wharf.

To ensure everything went smoothly, Su Mingzhe contacted the dock manager in advance and replaced the ticket inspectors with members of the action team.

The others disguised themselves as passengers and scattered around the dock, closely watching everything happening around them.

After the two cars sped to the North City Wharf, Su Mingzhe and his team members quickly got out and took their positions according to the established plan.

Su Mingzhe hid in an inconspicuous corner, his eyes fixed on the direction where the photo studio owner might appear.

Time ticked by, each second feeling as if it were stretched out indefinitely, and a tense atmosphere enveloped the entire dock.

Finally, the photo studio owner carrying a large suitcase appeared in everyone's sight.

He looked flustered, his eyes darting left and right, constantly alert to any potential dangers around him.

He walked hurriedly, yet he tried his best to control his panic and avoid attracting the attention of others.

Su Mingzhe hid in a concealed spot, keeping a close eye on the photo studio owner's every move.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and gave his teammates a wink.

The team members immediately understood and quietly waited for the best opportunity to make the arrest.

The photo studio owner approached the ticket gate step by step, his steps slightly heavy, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

As he handed the ticket to the team member disguised as a ticket inspector, a glint flashed in Su Mingzhe's eyes, and he decisively gave the order: "Go!"

The two team members disguised as ticket inspectors suddenly sprang into action, pinning the Japanese spy down and giving him no time to react.

At this time, a considerable disturbance also broke out at the dock. Two team members and a group of patrolmen worked hard to maintain order and prevent Japanese spies and their hidden accomplices from taking advantage of the chaos.

The other team members also quickly approached at the same time. One of them skillfully pulled off the Japanese spy's collar and carefully searched his body for any weapons he might be hiding.

Soon, they found a Nambu Type 14 pistol and a hand grenade inside the Japanese spy's trench coat.

The Japanese spy was horrified, his face showing a mixture of fear and anger.

He writhed and twisted his body frantically, trying to resist, but his resistance seemed so futile in the face of these well-trained operatives.

The team members took the box from his hands, opened it, and sure enough, there was a radio lying quietly inside.

Seeing that the arrest operation was successful, Su Mingzhe breathed a sigh of relief.

"take away!"

The team members, escorting the Japanese spies and tightly carrying their suitcases, quickly evacuated the dock.