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

The stationmaster glanced at Su Mingzhe and guessed that he must have brought good news.

It has been proven countless times that Su Mingzhe will bring him good luck.

As expected, Su Mingzhe paused for a moment, then slowly said:

"Station Chief, we have captured the last Japanese spy team from the Special Higher Police in the Chang'an area."

Now, all we need to do is wait for them to confess, and then we can follow the clues and arrest the traitors in one fell swoop.

"Clap clap clap!"

The stationmaster suddenly stood up, clapping his hands vigorously, his excitement overflowing.

“Mingzhe, I’ve been waiting for this day for far too long.”

Seemingly realizing that he had said this several times already, the stationmaster smiled and continued:

"I will send a telegram to Boss Dai right away. I believe he will be very pleased to hear this news."

The stationmaster's eyes were full of admiration and satisfaction for Su Mingzhe.

However, Su Mingzhe's expression remained somber, untouched by the joy of victory.

The stationmaster's smile faded as he realized something was wrong. He put away his smile, quickly walked to Su Mingzhe's side, and then asked softly:

"Mingzhe, what's wrong?"

Su Mingzhe lowered his head slightly, pondered for a moment, and said:

"We found information about the movement of the Japanese army's epidemic prevention and water supply unit in the home of a Japanese spy."

They departed from Xinjing three days ago, with their destination being northern Fujian Province.

However, the specific route of action is unknown.

I suspect they will most likely travel by sea from Lushun Port, and less likely by land under a false identity.

After saying that, Su Mingzhe took out a codebook covered in mud from his pocket. This was the new codebook that Yamamoto Takeshi had hidden in his house.

The original and translated telegram were handed over to the stationmaster.

The telegrams translated using this codebook were identical to the translations found in the home of the Japanese spy who had committed suicide by poisoning.

This proves that the telegrams between the Japanese spy group and the Japanese biological warfare unit can be deciphered using this codebook.

However, for some reason, the codebook was not found in the home of the Japanese spy who had taken poison.

It's possible he hid it elsewhere, or even memorized it and then destroyed the codebook.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

The stationmaster, clearly not understanding, paused for a moment and said to Su Mingzhe:

"Isn't it just the mobilization of a Japanese medical unit? Mingzhe, why are you making such a fuss?"

But what was the Japanese military's intention in sending a fully-fledged medical unit deep into our rear areas?

Could they be a combat unit disguised as a medical unit, aiming to gain the upper hand in future wars?

But they were too few in number; the telegram only mentioned a battalion of soldiers. What could they possibly do with that many men?

wrong!

They may have misrepresented the quantity in the telegram.

The logic was complete, and the more the website owner thought about it, the more it made sense.

However, his thoughts were interrupted by Su Mingzhe.

"Station sergeant, the Japanese army's epidemic prevention and water supply unit is actually a biological warfare unit."

Upon hearing this, the stationmaster's pupils constricted slightly, he gasped, and involuntarily took a half-step back.

"They've gone mad!"

Aren't these beasts afraid of the international community condemning them if this gets out?

The stationmaster then said:

"I immediately sent a telegram to Nanjing."

Seemingly aware of the top-secret nature of this matter, the station manager added:

“I will send the telegram myself.”

Su Mingzhe could only hope that they could be more efficient.

Once they set sail from Lushun Port, it became extremely difficult to track them down.

After reporting the situation, Su Mingzhe left the station chief's office and returned to the interrogation room.

Before even entering, I could hear the wailing sounds coming from inside.

Shen Bei and Xu Zhi began interrogating the two Japanese spies separately.

The two of them had already mastered Su Mingzhe's teachings, and without saying a word, they went straight to the electric chair.

They completely ignored the Japanese spies shouting, "I'll confess!"

Whether or not to recruit is another matter; let's get the process done first.

This was also to prevent Japanese spies from concealing or even fabricating intelligence.

Only when they know the consequences of lying will they feel genuine fear and speak the truth.

These are lessons stained with blood.

Two minutes later, the power to the electric chair was cut off.

The Japanese spy, panting heavily, mumbled incoherently:

"I'll recruit, I'll recruit."

Shen Bei nodded and said:

"Okay, then go ahead."

In order to save their lives, the Japanese spies revealed all the information they knew.

"I want to make a name for myself. My team leader's name is Yamamoto Takeshi..."

His very first sentence betrayed his team leader.

Just as decisively as their team leader betrayed them.

Shen Bei didn't speak, but listened quietly.

He didn't have Su Mingzhe's system, so he relied on the information gap to deal with Japanese spies.

Let them know nothing, and then deduce whether he lied based on the known information.

If the Japanese spies had revealed Yamamoto's arrest right away, they might have used that as a basis to start fabricating lies.

The Japanese spy in front of them immediately revealed all the information about their team leader, so it's unlikely that he fabricated the subsequent events.

Because this intelligence is probably the most important piece of information they can obtain.

"I did not try to turn any of your people against me. My job was simply to have secret dealings with some money shop owners."

To accelerate the circulation of counterfeit money, I gave them a huge amount of counterfeit money in exchange for half to one-tenth of their shares.

Actually, it doesn't matter if we don't take shares; the purpose of doing this is to dispel their doubts.

Shen Bei frowned and said:

"No, I didn't find a single counterfeit bill in your house."

Upon hearing Shen Bei's words, the Japanese spy spoke up:

"Sir, I gave them all the counterfeit money I had the day before yesterday, so naturally I don't have any left."

Shen Bei, unsure whether to ask, continued:

"Which banks have you colluded with?"

"All the money shops in Chang'an."

Sensing that Shen Bei was somewhat skeptical, the Japanese spy added:

"It's very simple. You can find neatly stacked counterfeit bills in every money exchange. Then you'll know I'm not lying to you."

At this moment, Su Mingzhe, who was standing outside the door, walked in.

"Hello, Section Chief!"

Everyone in the interrogation room stood up and saluted Su Mingzhe.

“Send people to search for evidence. If what he said is true, just assassinate those unscrupulous money shop owners.”

Every money shop owner would have significant conflicts of interest with a large number of Kuomintang officials.

If they arrest them all, it might all end up with Boss Dai.

Boss Dai hates these spineless traitors and parasites more than anything else in his life, but he also has a hard time doing so under pressure from all sides.

Although the outcome remained the same, he was clearly not satisfied with the trouble caused to him by Mr. Dai, the owner of Chang'an Station, even though he didn't say it.

Fortunately, as long as it is proven that they have no conscience, there is no need to arrest and interrogate them anymore; they can simply be allowed to die in a reasonable manner.

Even if someone makes a fuss, I'm not afraid.

This was clearly done by the Party Affairs Investigation Department. What does it have to do with their Military Intelligence Investigation Department?