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

The other team members followed Su Mingzhe up to the second floor one by one.

The second-floor corridor was somewhat dim, with sunlight streaming through the windows and casting dappled shadows on the wooden floor.

The second floor of the photo studio only has one bedroom, one storage room, and one bathroom.

The bedroom door was opened, revealing simple and old-fashioned furnishings.

One of the team members entered the bedroom. He first went to the window, gently pulled the curtains, and checked if there was anything hidden behind them.

Then, he walked to the bedside, bent down, and gently pressed the mattress with his hand to feel its elasticity and determine if there were any foreign objects hidden inside.

Another team member opened a drawer and gently flipped through the items inside with his fingers.

He examined each item carefully: a notebook, a Parker pen, and some old letters.

The letters were just ordinary correspondence, all about everyday family matters.

But these Japanese spies didn't have that much free time. It was probably full of coded messages, but the team members couldn't understand them for the time being, so they had to put them away and wait until they got back to the station to decipher them.

Su Mingzhe, on the other hand, had a clear goal and went straight to the bathroom on the second floor.

A faint damp smell permeated the bathroom, and sunlight streamed in through the small window, illuminating the dust in the corners.

Su Mingzhe stood quietly in the bathroom, his eyes scanning every corner. His gaze slowly moved and finally landed on the dilapidated water tank.

The water tank seems to have weathered countless years, its rusty surface telling tales of its past vicissitudes.

Su Mingzhe first walked quickly to the sluice gate and forcefully closed it.

With a "click," the water flow abruptly stopped.

Next, he slowly poured out the remaining water from the tank to prevent it from getting wet when he took out the codebook.

Then, Su Mingzhe picked up a small hammer and slammed it against the water pipe connected to the water tank.

With a loud bang, the old water tank fell apart instantly, its parts scattered all over the ground.

The wall was visible on the back of the water tank.

Su Mingzhe reached out and gently touched the wall.

Sure enough, the texture of this wall was completely different from the walls next to it.

It's damp and soft here; it's obviously freshly plastered with cement.

Then, Su Mingzhe picked up the small hammer and gently tapped it.

With a crisp cracking sound, the hollow wall, about the size of a palm, shattered.

Within those broken walls, a small gray booklet lay quietly.

Su Mingzhe eagerly reached out and picked up the booklet, gently patting off the dust.

He flipped through the booklet, and the familiar symbols and contents came into view; it was indeed a codebook.

Having achieved his goal, Su Mingzhe smiled with satisfaction.

However, he did not rush to leave, but patiently waited for the team members to continue the search.

An hour passed, and the team members found only some letters containing routine greetings, with no other valuable discoveries.

Su Mingzhe knew in his heart that there was no point in staying any longer.

So he ordered the troops to retreat.

After greeting Gong Shouguo, Su Mingzhe led his team back to the station.

……

"Haha, Mingzhe, you've really given me another big surprise."

He held a defense map in one hand and a codebook in the other.

The stationmaster was beaming with joy, his mouth practically stretched to his ears, he couldn't stop smiling.

It's worth noting that discovering the leaked defense map was already a major achievement, let alone finding the codebook!

This is the first Japanese codebook captured by China, and its value to the Military Intelligence Investigation Department on the battlefield of espionage is immeasurable.

"This is all thanks to the station manager's good guidance. Without the station manager's instruction, how could Mingzhe have achieved what he has today?"

Su Mingzhe immediately seized the opportunity to flatter the station chief, his words earnest and his eyes full of respect.

The stationmaster coughed and said with a serious expression:

“Cultivated by the Party and the State, based on personal performance.”

This immense achievement would be more than enough to justify a promotion from lieutenant to major.

Promotion to a higher military rank requires sufficient qualifications, which is unlikely, but obtaining a position rank is relatively easy.

I will immediately write your promotion report, even if you have just been promoted to lieutenant.

I'm sure a captain is definitely in charge; you can take the "acting" title off your position as acting team leader.

The station manager's words were full of affirmation and expectations for Su Mingzhe.

As if remembering something else, the stationmaster continued:

"We're still short one deputy station chief. As a result of the Action Section's efforts, Li Qi should be promoted to lieutenant colonel deputy station chief. He'll have to treat you to drinks then."

Then, the stationmaster suddenly raised his hand, slapped his thigh hard, and said:

"I was so busy chatting with you that I forgot about the important matter. People get forgetful when they get old."

The stationmaster looked annoyed. As he spoke, he quickly stood up and strode to the phone.

The station manager reached for the phone receiver and skillfully dialed a number.

Seeing this, Su Mingzhe was about to leave the office to avoid suspicion, since it involved a call with his superior, and he felt that it might not be appropriate for him to be present.

However, the stationmaster gestured for him to stay.

Su Mingzhe had no choice but to stop and stand quietly to the side.

The call connected shortly afterward.

"Boss Dai, I am Colonel Song Shuhan, the stationmaster of Chang'an Station. Our station has just seized a codebook."

The stationmaster's tone was full of excitement and pride.

A loud "thump" came from the phone, so loud that even Su Mingzhe, who was a meter away, could hear it clearly.

That was probably the sound of Boss Dai excitedly slamming his fist on the table.

The stationmaster couldn't stop smiling; he was clearly flattered by Boss Dai's praise.

"Don't worry, Mr. Dai, I'll send military police to escort you, there won't be any problems."

The stationmaster looked serious; he knew the importance of this codebook and would make sure it was delivered safely.

"Hmm, yes."

The station manager nodded repeatedly, listening attentively to Boss Dai's instructions.

"This was seized by a lieutenant from our station named Su Mingzhe. This young man is very capable and passionate; he is a key talent we are grooming."

The station manager praised Su Mingzhe to the skies over the phone.

After a long while, the stationmaster reluctantly hung up the phone.

His face still beamed with a joyful smile, and his eyes were filled with excitement and satisfaction.

Boss Dai rarely praised his subordinates like this. In all these years, this was the first time he had been praised by Boss Dai like this, being called the First Station Chief of the Military Intelligence Department. Anyone who heard this would be confused.

It is estimated that the Chairman is very dissatisfied with the recent results of the Military Intelligence Investigation Department, and Boss Dai urgently needs to produce results.

Then, the stationmaster turned to look at Su Mingzhe, pondered for a moment, and said:

"Mingzhe, you're not married yet, are you?"