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

On Zhongzheng Road, the brilliant sunlight, like a golden veil, slowly spills onto the ancient stone-paved street, creating a dreamlike, faint halo.

A patrol team of police officers was on patrol. They were wearing dark blue uniforms, with cigarettes in their mouths and batons at their waists, and they had fierce and menacing looks on their faces.

It was called a patrol, but in reality it was just collecting protection money from house to house.

One of the shorter patrolmen glanced out of the corner of his eye at the sign outside Liu's Pharmacy on the street that advertised buying tiger bones.

Then, with a fawning expression, he leaned close to the fat police chief leading the team and whispered:

"Chief Xu, you should lead your men on patrol first. My mother's illness has flared up again, and I want to go get her some medicine."

After saying that, he hurriedly and carefully took out a banknote from his pocket and handed it to Chief Xu with both hands.

Sergeant Xu slightly raised his chin, glanced at Li Ergou expressionlessly, then skillfully stuffed the legal tender into his pocket and nodded slightly in agreement.

Then, with a wave of his hand, he continued to lead his team to collect protection money along the street.

This Li Ergou was known in the police station as a very filial son.

He has an elderly mother who is paralyzed in bed, a fact known to everyone in the police station. So he would occasionally leave early to feed his mother her medicine, and his colleagues understood his filial piety and no one would deliberately make things difficult for him.

In order to better infiltrate, the Japanese spies went to great lengths. They deliberately chose an old woman and made her deaf, mute, and disabled.

Being alone for too long can arouse suspicion, while having a paralyzed mother makes it easier for him to conceal his identity.

Li Ergou looked around warily, but found nothing amiss, so he stepped into Liu's Pharmacy.

But as soon as he entered, he realized something was wrong; he had never seen the man in front of him before!

This is the Cuckoo Group's secret liaison station. Sakai Ichiro would never hire a stranger as a helper!

An alarm bell rang in his mind immediately.

Just as Li Ergou was about to bite open his collar and swallow the potassium cyanide, a scalding hot medicine jar flew over.

"Oh!"

The jar shattered, and the scalding medicine spilled all over his face.

Before Li Ergou could recover from his dizziness, he felt a tremendous force on his body.

His hands were tied behind his back, and he was lying face down on the ground.

Then a large hand pressed down on his chin and twisted it sharply, dislocating his jaw instantly.

Then they tore off his collar, searched his mouth for poison sacs, and removed his baton.

The whole process took no more than three seconds. Li Ergou's eyes widened in terror. These people were definitely from the Military Intelligence Investigation Department!

He was utterly loyal to His Majesty the Emperor. He was not afraid of death, but what he feared was a fate worse than death. He was somewhat familiar with the methods of the Military Intelligence Bureau.

All resistance was futile. The Japanese spies were tightly bound, and soon the remaining nine members of the squad gathered at the door.

"Deputy Captain Xu, you lead the team to take the Japanese spy back to the interrogation room. I'll lead Luo Dayou and Shen Bei to search this pharmacy. Be careful on your way back."

Su Mingzhe gave his instructions.

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"

Xu Zhi responded and then led his men away from the pharmacy.

Xu Zhi is a serious and meticulous person, so Su Mingzhe is confident in entrusting him with tasks.

Su Mingzhe couldn't wait to go to the wardrobe in the back room and "seize" the radio. This was a great achievement he got for free.

The back room was a bedroom, and its construction was extremely simple.

Looking up, a slightly worn wooden bed sits quietly on one side of the room. Not far away, a wardrobe for storing clothes stands against the wall.

In addition, some simple pieces of furniture were casually placed, which together made up this somewhat simple space.

Even though we know the location of the radio station, we still have to pretend, just in case we make some other discoveries.

"Search!"

At Su Mingzhe's command, everyone immediately began the search operation.

They carefully searched every corner, leaving no stone unturned.

Shen Bei bent down, his knuckles slightly bent, and tapped the floor rhythmically.

The "thump-thump" sound echoed in the silent space, but after repeated attempts, the hollow floorboards that were expected were not found.

On the other side, Luo Dayou was busy in bed.

He used all his strength to tear the quilt to shreds, and the cotton fibers flew through the air, but he found nothing.

Meanwhile, Su Mingzhe was intently searching for clues near the wardrobe.

His hands rummaged through the mess of clothes, picking up and putting down each garment, carefully examining every fold, afraid of accidentally triggering a booby trap.

Finally, at the very back of the wardrobe, an iron box came into Su Mingzhe's view.

The metal box likely contained a radio used by Japanese spies to transmit messages.

He looked at the iron box and suddenly noticed a thin line stretched taut, barely visible.

Booby trap!

Moreover, the thin line was already stretched to its limit; if it were pulled even a little more, a "boom" sound could be heard.

Su Mingzhe held the box with one hand and took out a dagger from his waist with the other, cutting the thin thread.

The other two also instinctively took two steps back when they saw the booby trap. In such a confined space, if a Japanese melon grenade were to explode, none of them would survive.

They were also very grateful for their captain's courage and meticulousness. If it had been them, they would have taken the box out the moment they discovered the radio, and then they would have died.

These Japanese spies were truly cunning and treacherous.

The two looked at Su Mingzhe with more gratitude and respect. After all, he was a graduate of the Whampoa Military Academy, and his professional skills were worlds apart from those of them who came from humble backgrounds.

Su Mingzhe carefully opened the iron box.

It really was a radio station inside!

He was overjoyed and searched the box for a while, but only found five small yellow croakers and a few dozen yuan in legal tender. There was no trace of the codebook.

During this period, the legal tender still had considerable purchasing power; one yuan of legal tender was equivalent to one silver dollar, which could buy twenty jin of rice.

Then Su Mingzhe led the two men to search the entire pharmacy, but still found no trace of the codebook.

Although the codebook wasn't found, the trip was still very fruitful. We found the radio station, captured the leader of the Azalea Group, and the day when we can uproot the Azalea Group is not far off.

He left the five small yellow croakers, gave the two men some legal tender, and then returned to Chang'an Station.