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

Chapter 320: Frustration

Stepping into the dark and damp prison, a nauseating stench hits you.

The dim, yellowish light struggled to squeeze in through the narrow ventilation opening high in the wall, casting mottled and eerie shadows on the ground.

Deep inside the prison, there lay corpses, their deaths extremely gruesome.

Each person's body was covered in large areas of bloodstains, and the dried blood had long since turned dark red.

Clearly, they suffered inhuman torture while they were alive.

In extreme pain, they slowly exhausted their last bit of life, dying from the agony.

In a corner of the prison, a rat peeked out furtively, then quickly rushed toward a corpse, gnawing on the still-warm fingers.

Consul Iwai felt his stomach churning and almost vomited, but he managed to hold it in and didn't spit out the eight-treasure porridge.

Kitagawa didn't delay and handed a large stack of documents to Kurokawa Shigeru.

These documents are unmistakable proof of the loyalty of the agents from the Iwai Mansion to the Military Intelligence Bureau, and they even bear the handprints of each of these individuals.

"Consul Iwai, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's just that there's really no way I can help you."

"You know the family rules; they not only admitted to their lingering ties with the Military Intelligence Bureau, but also leaked a considerable amount of the Empire's military intelligence."

This is also the responsibility of the Special Higher Police; please don't put me in a difficult position.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Consul General Iwai let out a sigh of relief, his expression growing increasingly hostile as he looked at Shigeru Kurokawa.

Then, Lieutenant Kitagawa pulled out a file folder.

This document details the time and process by which these individuals betrayed the empire, as well as a significant amount of intelligence from the Military Intelligence Bureau that they revealed after being interrogated.

Of course, these people had no knowledge of any intelligence; the information written inside was just a selection from the Special Higher Police's deciphered telegrams from the Military Intelligence Bureau.

"Consul Iwai, things have escalated to this point, it's really quite unsightly."

However, this has nothing to do with you. It just shows that the Chinese are too good at acting and have deceived you.

It's already quite an achievement that you've come this far.

Fortunately, after my intervention, these people all admitted that they were Kuomintang agents and revealed the intelligence they knew.

Fortunately, no major disaster occurred.

Upon hearing this, Consul Iwai laughed.

People do laugh when they are extremely speechless.

He acknowledged that one or two of them might be Kuomintang agents, since it was a traitorous organization and they couldn't be exposed without some moles within.

But surely not all of these people are traitors; such a reason is rather absurd and laughable.

"By the way, Consul Iwai, do you still want these bodies?"

There is no fine; you can take it with you.

However, when you recruit agents in the future, I hope you will carefully vet them and make sure that so many Kuomintang agents don't infiltrate the ranks.

Anyone who didn't know better would think the empire was deserted.

Section Chief Kurokawa said with a forced smile.

In the end, he simply stopped hiding it and laid his cards on the table.

Consul Iwai gave Kurokawa Shigeru a deep look, then glanced around at the Special Higher Police before saying:

"No need. These rebels are just wasting food anyway, so it's better if they die."

After uttering those harsh words, Consul Iwai walked out of the Special Higher Police without looking back.

Kurokawa Shigeru didn't have the guts to kill a Japanese agent for no reason.

But the Iwai Mansion was nothing more than a traitorous organization. So what if I killed them? What can you do to me?

The reason for using such a tough approach is to make our stance clear.

No matter who you are or what your background is, if you dare to reach into the arsenal and block the Songhu Navy, the Special Higher Police, and their officers' path to making money, then you will only die.

Presumably, for a long time to come, the two of them will bury their heads in the sand like ostriches and stop caring about these things.

Since Chief Kagesa didn't have that much cash on him, he returned and specifically withdrew some money from the bank to redeem these good-for-nothings.

Originally, the head of the Kagesa Agency was quite annoyed, having been ripped off badly.

But compared to Consul Iwai's experience, he suddenly felt that his own situation wasn't so bad after all.

Paying money to avoid trouble isn't so hard to accept.

Watching the two figures disappear into the distance, Section Chief Kurokawa said calmly:

"Tian Pingjun is indeed a discerning eye; he recognized your potential immediately."

You did a great job today.

However, you've only recently been promoted to second lieutenant, so you won't be transferred anytime soon.

But I see it all, and I will ensure that your abilities and achievements match the appropriate official rank for you.

"Work hard for Tianping-jun; the future belongs to you...middle-aged people."

Kurokawa Shigeru originally wanted to say "young man," but then he realized that Lieutenant Kitagawa was not young either, so he changed his mind.

Learning to make grand promises and use psychological manipulation (PUA) is an essential skill for anyone in a position of power.

"Hayi!"

Lieutenant Kitagawa didn't need to care whether the section chief was sincere or not; bowing and scraping was always the right thing to do.

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Although the arsenal still appears to be under construction, it has actually been in operation for some time.

The arsenal was ostensibly intended to provide material support to the Japanese army. Once its completion was confirmed, even if they concealed the actual efficiency and only reported 30% of the arsenal's output, it would still be an almost unacceptable loss for them.

Therefore, if the project is completed a day later, all the weapons produced before that date will be pure profit.

Moreover, this arsenal has a basement.

The basement is very secluded and guarded by special personnel. Any unauthorized personnel will not only be unable to approach it, but if they even glance at it, it will explode, and if they get too close, it will melt.

On the surface, this arsenal produced Type 38 rifles, Type 14 pistols, and light weapons such as the Type 1911 light machine gun.

Apart from the relatively new production line for the Type 38 rifle, the rest of the production lines are all old relics.

The machines are either malfunctioning or on their way to malfunctioning, resulting in extremely low production efficiency.

Naoki Hase isn't lacking in good equipment; he just doesn't use it.

Then I can cry poverty and say that I, Naoki Hasegawa, have poured all the funds for the operations of the entire Shanghai-Nanjing Navy into it, and there is no money left to improve the production machinery.

This way, we can still fleece the locusts again.

The real money-making place in this arsenal was in the basement.

Japanese weapons are not produced here at all. Naoki Hase had already asked someone to buy a lot of blueprints for light weapons from German advisors. All the equipment produced here is German-made.

Of course, these counterfeit products cannot compare to the genuine ones in terms of either materials or craftsmanship.

But it's cheap.

The money that could have equipped one German-equipped soldier can now equip at least two or three.

As Naoki Hase listened to the sounds of the machines running on the assembly line, his previous fatigue vanished.

When the machine starts, gold pours in.

Listen, the sound of those gold coins jingling is so beautiful.