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

When Su Mingzhe returned to the station, it was already ten o'clock. He hadn't slept for thirty hours, and his eyes were red and bloodshot, and he looked disheveled.

Upon seeing Su Mingzhe return, Li Qi immediately went to greet him, demonstrating how much he valued Su Mingzhe.

"Mingzhe, you've gone through a lot."

Li Qi felt genuinely sorry for Su Mingzhe when he saw his condition.

"Thank you for your concern, Section Chief. Mingzhe will live up to your mission."

With such a great achievement, being overly polite would seem hypocritical; it's better to simply accept it.

Then Li Qi walked up to Su Mingzhe and whispered:

“Mingzhe, Xiao Zhenguang is different from others; we can’t use torture on him. You should go back and rest; leave the rest to me.”

Li Qi knew that Su Mingzhe had an extreme hatred for Japanese spies, especially young people of his age, who were capable of anything when their blood was boiling.

But Su Mingzhe, who had lived two lives, was not a fool. He knew how to conduct himself properly. He gave a military salute and was then driven home.

This is a two-courtyard house, an inheritance left to Su Mingzhe by his father. There was a fish pond in the front yard, but it is now abandoned and all the fish have died.

Back in his bedroom, a wave of exhaustion washed over him. His eyelids seemed to be drooping, and he fell into a deep sleep without even taking off his clothes.

When Su Mingzhe woke up, it was already afternoon. He was starving, so he changed out of his military uniform and went out to find something to eat.

Walk 100 meters north and then turn left, and you'll see a restaurant that has been open for over 30 years, and its food is the best in the area.

However, it's not mealtime yet, so there aren't many people inside.

Su Mingzhe was a regular customer here, and as soon as he entered, the owner came over with a big smile on his face.

"Xiao Tian, ​​what would you like to eat? The usual?"

Xiao Tian was Su Mingzhe's childhood name, and the old shopkeeper had been calling him that for over twenty years.

"Uncle Xiangzi, three baskets of cabbage and pork buns, a plate of braised beef, a plate of cold jellyfish salad, and a pot of hot water."

I have to meet with my superior later, so I absolutely cannot drink alcohol.

"Xiao Tian, ​​have you not eaten for days? Why did you order so much?"

The boss joked, and then got busy in the kitchen.

Su Mingzhe glanced at the calendar and saw that it read "23".

Good heavens, I slept for over a day! No wonder I was so hungry.

The ingredients had all been prepared in advance, and the dishes were served in no time.

The aroma of steamed buns filled Su Mingzhe's nostrils, instantly whetting his appetite.

He didn't care about being polite, put down his chopsticks, grabbed a bun and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Slow down, slow down."

The old shopkeeper sat on a chair nearby, watching with a smile as Su Mingzhe ate heartily.

He was nearing fifty, but had no children of his own. He had watched Su Mingzhe grow up since he was a child and had long regarded him as his own son.

Su Mingzhe was in a hurry to get back to the station, so he quickly finished his food, wiped his mouth, and let out a satisfied burp.

Comfortable!

He then dropped a coin and left the shop, but the old shopkeeper caught up with him not far away.

"Xiao Tian, ​​how can a meal cost a dollar?"

As he spoke, he stuffed the money into Su Mingzhe's arms.

"Oh, Uncle Xiangzi, please accept this. I'll just come back next time and eat for free. You've always been so kind to me, and you even took care of my father's funeral. It's only right that you do this."

After saying that, he returned the money.

When the old shopkeeper heard Su Mingzhe say that, he no longer refused and accepted the money.

"Shopkeeper, bring me a pot of strong liquor and a plate of mixed shredded vegetables!"

The sounds of diners could be heard in the distance.

Upon hearing that customers had entered the shop, the old owner lifted his apron, turned back into the shop, and continued working.

Su Mingzhe smiled as he saw this heartwarming scene. People live in peace and contentment; how wonderful it would be if things could always be like this.

Unfortunately, the invaders were destined not to grant him his wish. Soon, China would be ravaged by war, and countless people would be displaced and die tragically.

Thinking of this, Su Mingzhe clenched his fists, his hatred for the Japanese growing even stronger.

When they returned to the station, guards were already waiting for them.

Upon seeing Su Mingzhe arrive, the guards immediately stepped forward and gave him a respectful military salute.

"Team Leader Su, Section Chief Li from the Action Section wants you to come to his office."

Su Mingzhe nodded to indicate that he understood, and then stepped into the office building of Chang'an Station.

Judging from the guards' posture, Su Mingzhe had probably been waiting for a long time, and since Section Chief Li was eager to see him, it was probably related to Xiao Zhenguang.

"Mingzhe, you've slept for a whole day and night. You must be exhausted."

Li Qi's concerned voice came from the corridor.

He waited and waited, and finally Su Mingzhe arrived. If he hadn't come soon, he was even planning to go to Su Mingzhe's house to check on him, fearing that something bad might have happened to him.

Before Su Mingzhe could reply, Li Qi dragged him toward the office.

As soon as he entered the office, Li Qi locked the door from the inside.

Sure enough, it was indeed related to Xiao Zhenguang.

"Mingzhe, Commander Xiao came personally to protect us after learning about this. We must not let internal strife happen at this time. Under pressure, we have no choice but to release him."

Commander Xiao spent a fortune to settle this matter; the station chief and deputy station chief both took their cut, and Boss Dai took the lion's share. This is your portion.

As he spoke, he opened the box on his desk, which was filled with a large bundle of US dollars.

"A total of ten thousand US dollars."

After saying that, Li Qi picked up the money and patted Su Mingzhe on the shoulder.

At the current exchange rate, that's over 30,000 silver dollars, enough to buy thousands of acres of fertile land, more than an average person could spend in several lifetimes.

But the money was stained with blood and was too heavy for him to carry.

Su Mingzhe looked at Li Qi with disappointment in his eyes and unconsciously took a half step back.

There's nothing wrong with a gentleman loving money, and everyone knows that corruption is rampant within the Kuomintang.

Some money is acceptable to take, but some money is too hot to handle; taking it will hurt your conscience.

I never expected that the highly decorated operations section chief would be this kind of person.

"Haha, I knew I hadn't misjudged you."

Seeing Su Mingzhe's expression, Li Qi suddenly burst into laughter.

Only then did Li Qi truly feel satisfied with the young man in front of him.

He's just like he was when he was young! Except he's much more capable.

"Do you think I would do anything for money? Money can do many things, but it can't buy the soul of a Chinese person!"

The Military Intelligence Investigation Service may not be able to say that it will never wrong an innocent person, but it will never let a bad person go unpunished.

This money is the lifeline for the Xiao family. In less than a month, you will see in the newspaper that the Xiao family has been wiped out by a group of bandits.

It was personally instructed by Boss Dai.

Besides Boss Dai, the stationmaster and deputy stationmaster, only you and I know about this.

After they finished speaking, the two smiled knowingly, and Su Mingzhe's anxiety subsided, allowing him to accept the ten thousand dollars with a clear conscience.

Don't take advantage of the bastard.

The money was taken to appease the Xiao family and make them mistakenly believe that the matter had been settled.

But in reality, a massive purge targeting Xiao Jiajun (Xiao's faction) had already quietly begun.

It's not that it is not reported, the time has not come.