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

"Boom boom boom!"

A series of urgent and rough knocks suddenly rang out in the quiet alley, pounding incessantly on the somewhat dilapidated door.

"Who is it? This door isn't sturdy, knock gently."

A somewhat agitated voice came from inside the house, followed by a flurry of footsteps.

A short while later, a short, middle-aged man opened the door.

Outside the door, two patrol officers stood ramrod straight.

"Oh, boss, we haven't done anything wrong."

The middle-aged man turned pale with fright when he saw that it was a patrol officer.

In this era, the fear of officials is deeply ingrained in the people, let alone these patrol officers.

Many of them are no different from bandits in disguise, often using their power to oppress the people and plunder their wealth.

The people both hated and feared them. They would avoid them whenever possible, and if they couldn't avoid them, they could only deal with them cautiously.

"We didn't say you committed a crime. We're here to check your household registration. Would you mind if we took a look?"

Before they finished speaking, and without waiting for the male homeowner's consent, the two swaggered into the house as if it were their own home.

The room was small, and in one corner, a middle-aged woman was curled up, tightly embracing a child.

Her eyes were filled with fear, while the child buried his head in his mother's arms, his small body trembling slightly.

The two patrol officers knew immediately upon seeing the family that they were not their target.

However, they still followed procedure and asked the individuals for their names and place of residence.

After asking the questions, the two continued on to another house.

"Dong Dong Dong"

"Knock knock knock!"

After knocking on the door for a long time without getting an answer, one of the patrol officers kicked the door open.

A man and two women, naked, were seen making love.

When the three saw the patrol officers burst in, they quickly wrapped themselves in blankets.

"What are you doing? You're trespassing! I'll report you to Chief Lu."

The bald, fat man brought up the backstage area at the opportune moment, his tone tinged with anger.

This is only natural; no one would be in a good mood if they were disturbed at this time.

Upon seeing this, the two men repeatedly apologized.

The fat man was a native of the area, and the search was just a cover-up.

The two then went to the third house, the second meteorological bureau employee they searched that night. His name was Liu Xu, and he was marked in red, indicating he was highly suspicious.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Boom boom boom!"

A rough and urgent knocking sound echoed in the silent room, startling Liu Xu.

Their eyebrow-drawing team is mainly responsible for collecting various types of data, including meticulously collecting meteorological information and accurately recording the coordinates of important locations.

This data will lay the foundation for future bombing operations in Chang'an.

However, this kind of data collection work is unique in nature, with almost no timeliness requirements and extremely high security.

For this reason, the members of their group rarely contact each other on a regular basis, and they would never use such a rough knocking method.

Countless thoughts flashed through Liu Xu's mind in an instant: Could it be that their operation has been exposed?

He frowned, lost in deep thought.

Looking back carefully, he has remained consistent over the years, always being cautious when carrying out his missions and never making any excessive or unusual moves.

The knocking grew louder and louder, like a death knell, constantly assaulting Liu Xu's nerves.

He composed himself, tiptoed to the wardrobe, slowly opened the door, and took out the Nambu Type 14 pistol.

He skillfully cocked the bullet, feeling its heavy weight, which calmed him down a little.

He then carefully tucked the gun into his waistband, took a deep breath, and slowly walked toward the door.

This person was already a prime suspect, and the fact that he opened the door so slowly only fueled the suspicions of the two patrol officers.

"Are you also making babies at home? Why are you taking so long to open the door?"

Two patrol officers stood angrily at the door, their faces menacing.

Upon seeing this, Liu Xu felt a slight unease, but remained outwardly calm.

He quickly realized what was happening, reached out and pulled out the pack of cigarettes the young man had given him yesterday, and handed them to the two men with a big smile on his face.

"Sir, this is the only package left. I work for the meteorological bureau and just finished my night shift. I'm catching up on sleep. I'm so sorry for the slow opening."

Liu Xu's answer was neither humble nor arrogant, and it was watertight.

His public identity is indeed not something that can be investigated, and his years of cautious behavior have allowed him to remain calm in the face of such emergencies.

If Liu Xu hadn't been a prime suspect, these two patrol officers might have actually been fooled by him.

"It's just a routine matter for us; we're checking the household registration information of people in this area."

After saying that, one of the patrol officers opened the household registration book, which contained a dense record of household registration information.

Seeing this, Liu Xu finally dispelled his doubts; it seemed the two were indeed just there to register their household registration.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, glad that he hadn't given himself away.

He's right, his infiltration was flawless, how could he possibly be exposed suddenly?

“My name is Liu Xu, deputy director of Chang’an Meteorological Bureau. I’m from Danyang County, and I’m currently living alone in this house.”

Liu Xu calmly explained his situation to the patrol officers.

After registering their information, the two slowly walked out of Liu Xu's room.

However, shortly after they left, one of them suddenly said:

"I saw a hard object on his lower back. When he bent over just now, there was an unusual bulge behind his clothes."

Then the two suddenly realized something, and were instantly filled with fear, breaking out in a cold sweat.

gun!

If the two of them had made any other move just now, this Liu Xu might have opened fire.

This can be considered a brush with death.

"Old Zhao, let's report to the bureau chief right away."

One of them spoke urgently. The patrolman named Old Zhao thought for a moment and then said:

"Don't tell the chief yet. Let's stick to the original plan and search house by house to avoid alerting them."

If we go and report this to the chief right now, we'll definitely be discovered.

"Do you believe it or not, this Liu Xu is watching our every move from somewhere around here?"

Upon hearing this, the young patrolman shuddered and instinctively wanted to turn around and look.

Just as he was about to turn his head, Old Zhao pulled him back.

"Are you fucking crazy? Don't do anything out of the ordinary. Let's just go to the next place as usual."

Sure enough, Liu Xu was quietly watching the two of them from a short distance away.

Although he had dismissed his suspicions, out of the caution expected of a secret agent, he still looked around but found nothing unusual.

Liu Xu breathed a sigh of relief, realizing he had probably overthought things and was just scaring himself.