King of Secret Service

The King of Agents of Military Command Author: Depressed

In the autumn of 1936, a young man returned from studying in Germany, returned to the dark kingdom of military rule, and began a devastating blow against the Japanese military secret service agencies invading China.

Nan Zao Yunzi: "He is not a human, he is a devil."

Sakurako Sakai: "He is the most attractive man in China."

Yoshiko Kawashima: "His willpower is too strong, he is the strongest Chinese man I have ever seen."

When Liang Xiao came out from the darkness, the Japanese secret service agencies trembled.

Chapter 1

1936, fall.

Shanghai, pier.

A man with a suitcase came out from the pier.

The man was about 20 years old, 1.8 meters tall, wearing a black suit, a black top hat with a very low brim, black sunglasses, and a cigarette in his mouth, smoking it.

His name is Liang Xiao, and he was a full-fledged spy war enigma before time travel. He likes watching spy war dramas and spy war novels, and prefers real spy war records.

An accident brought him to this war-torn era, and he possessed the body of the hapless Liang Xiao.

The unlucky Liang Xiao is a native of Sucheng. He graduated from the Whampoa Military Academy. He was a trainee platoon leader of the First Division and a captain and company commander. At the end of last year, he was transferred to the country of Dé to learn special agent skills.

At the end of last month, Liang Xiao's illness suddenly broke out and he died.

Liang Xiao, who came across time, occupied the magpie's nest and inherited Liang Xiao's identity memory.

A few days ago, he graduated from a special agent base in dé and returned to China.

Wearing sunglasses, Liang Xiao unscrupulously admired the Shanghai Bund in this era. Just like the Shanghai Bund in TV dramas, it was bustling and lively.

A man in a white shirt came into his sight.

This man was wearing a suit, leather shoes, and white shirt, carrying a cigarette box, and shouted to sell cigarettes everywhere. His eyes kept looking around, as if he was looking for someone.

As he expected, this person should be a field worker sent by the Military Command Shanghai Station to pick him up.

He took a few puffs on the cigarette, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and stomped it hard a few times until the cigarette butt was smashed to pieces before he stopped.

He carried the box and walked towards the man.

"Liang Xiao." He walked up to the man and directly announced his name.

After the man heard his name, he slapped his feet together, raised his head and chest, and said: "The humble job is Wang Heping, a member of the third field team of Shanghai Station. On the order of the station chief, I welcome Chief Liang back to China."

"Thank you." Liang Xiao nodded lightly.

Wang Heping said: "The car is parked outside the pier, and the accommodation has been arranged. Please come with me, Mr. Liang." After speaking, he took the box from Liang Xiao's hand.

Liang Xiao smiled slightly, followed behind Wang Heping, and walked outside the pier.

He was picked up in a canvas jeep.

Wang Heping put the suitcase on the back and got into the driver's seat. Liang Xiao sat in the co-pilot's seat, observing the surrounding wind and grass with a pair of cold eyes, but any abnormality could not escape his eyes.

The jeep started and drove to the Peace Hotel on Joffre Road.

Cars are speeding on the streets. At this time in Shanghai, there are very few cars. It is far from decades later when every household has a car.

Looking at the streets on both sides, Liang Xiao thought to himself that this is the Shanghai Bund of the Republic of China, a city that never sleeps with luxury and money, and an alley for the rich in troubled times.

He habitually tapped on the car door with his fingers.

Suddenly, a strange idea appeared in his mind.

"The station master ordered me to entertain Mr. Liang well. I heard that Mr. Liang is a student of the Son of Heaven. He has just graduated from Dé country and has a bright future."

"On the street of the Peace Hotel, there is a high-end dance hall. It costs a lot tonight and invites Mr. Liang to go for a walk. I don't know if Mr. Liang will give him face."

"If you can establish a relationship with Chief Liang, you will have the opportunity to return to the military command headquarters."

"If you can establish a relationship with Chief Liang, you will have the opportunity to return to the military command headquarters."

This strange thought came from Wang Heping who was next to him.

The reason why he was able to hear Wang Heping's inner voice was because he had the ability to read minds.

As long as the other party touches something with him at the same time, he can know what the other party is thinking.

"How about the espionage work in Shanghai?" Liang Xiao asked casually.

Wang Heping immediately replied: "The Japanese spy forces in Shanghai are deeply hidden. We only caught a few small fish and shrimps. So far, we haven't caught any important figures from the Japanese side."

"However, when Chief Liang comes back from studying in dé, he will definitely be able to take care of these rampant spies."

Wang Heping said a few nice words without a trace, thinking to himself, what's so arrogant about coming back from the country of dé, catching spies is not a child's play, try to catch a few spies if you have the ability.

All these thoughts of his appeared in Liang Xiao's mind.

He smiled dumbly and withdrew his palm from knocking on the car door.

As long as he and Wang Heping have no physical contact or the same object, he will not read the thoughts in Wang Heping's mind.

Xiafei Road, Peace Hotel, is located in the most prosperous area of ​​Shanghai Bund, with extremely luxurious decoration, it is one of the high-end social places at present.

Liang Xiao walked into the lobby of the Peace Hotel and looked around. It was indeed the No. [-] hotel in the Far East. It was majestic, extravagant and luxurious, even better than the five-star hotels decades later.

Wang Heping took the key at the front desk, and the two took the elevator to the reserved room.

Wang Heping put down the box carefully, and said respectfully, "What else can you order, sir?"

"It's okay, you can go and get busy." Liang Xiao said lightly.

Wang Heping hesitated for a moment, then smiled obsequiously: "Is this your first visit to Shanghai, sir?"

It was indeed the first time for Liang Xiao to come to the bustling big Shanghai, he nodded with a smile.

"There is a high-end dance hall nearby. Are you interested in visiting, sir?" Wang Heping thought to himself that this Chief Liang is young and vigorous. It's his first time in Shanghai, and he definitely wants to see the feasting places.

"Okay, come and pick me up when it's dark." Liang Xiao agreed without hesitation. Apart from Wang Heping's petty thoughts, he himself also wanted to go to the dance that was so popular in this era.

With a smile on Wang Heping's face, he nodded and walked out, closing the door of the room smoothly.

After he left, Liang Xiao looked cold, opened the suitcase, took out a brand new Browning pistol from under his clothes, checked the ammunition, and pinned it on his waist deftly.

In this chaotic world full of wars, guns are the best amulets.

The Japanese army’s espionage forces in Shanghai are huge, and if you are not careful, your identity may be exposed. After all, in Shanghai in 1936, all forces were intertwined and ready to move. In this sensitive period, safety came first.

As a professional agent, he will not let go of any details. Even the Peace Hotel, which is known as the No. [-] hotel in the Far East, does not rule out the possibility of Japanese spies being involved.

He cleaned the room carefully, and it was fairly clean. He didn't find any bugs or anything unclean.

He took a shower comfortably, changed into a brand new suit, his hair was combed smooth and shiny, and the leather shoes under his feet were polished brightly. He looked like an upper class person.

This is one of the must-know skills for agents. No matter what the occasion, you must learn to dress differently.

Liang Xiao is an expert in this field, no matter what clothes he wears, he can wear different temperaments.

Of course, this has a lot to do with his handsome and extraordinary appearance. Wearing a black suit, the whole person's temperament has changed drastically. .

Chapter 2 Paramount

Around eight o'clock in the evening.

A car with Shanghai 5364 parked in front of the Peace Hotel.

Wearing a Chinese tunic suit, Wang Heping got out of the driver's cab. After getting out of the car, he shook his spirits and looked back at the Ford car, thinking that he had spent a lot of money to curry favor with Officer Liang, so don't let him down.

Through the window, Liang Xiao saw Wang Heping in front of the car, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, he turned and left the room.

When he came to the gate of the Peace Hotel, Wang Heping saw that he had come down on his own initiative, so he hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.

"Take me to the Paramount Ballroom." After exchanging greetings, Liang Xiao directly named Paramount.

"Yes." A painful expression flashed across Wang Heping's face. He was going to take Liang Xiao to a nearby high-end ballroom, but Liang Xiao directly proposed to go to Paramount. You know, Paramount is the number one restaurant in Shanghai. Only the truly rich can afford a luxurious ballroom. As a second lieutenant in the military command, the little salary he earns is not enough to find a dancer for a dance.

However, in the vital position of the military command, even if he is only a small role in Mingzhu Station, he still has a lot of gray income every month.

"Get in the car."

Wang Heping opened the car door respectfully.

As long as he can curry favor with Chief Liang, he will be able to leave Mingzhu Station and work at the headquarters of the Military Intelligence Department after he takes office.

You know, even a handyman in the military intelligence headquarters is better than the field staff at Mingzhu Station.

After Liang Xiao got into the car, he smelled a woman's perfume, which was imported from France.

Only rich families can afford this imported perfume.

And Wang Heping is just an ordinary field worker in Mingzhu, so it can be seen that he borrowed this car, and as for the purpose of his borrowing the car, it is nothing more than to curry favor with himself.

"Sir, you are going back to the headquarters to report on your duties tomorrow, and you will have a good time at Paramount tonight. Don't worry, all the expenses tonight will be borne by the humble staff." Wang Heping said generously.

"How can I do it? As an officer, there is no reason for you to spend money." Liang Xiao said.

When Wang Heping heard this, he thought that this Chief Liang is a kind person.

As long as he is allowed to play happily, his long-cherished wish of being transferred back to the headquarters will come true.

"Working for the chief is what a humble job should do." Wang Heping said.

Liang Xiao smiled and didn't say a word, which was regarded as acquiescing to his words.

The car passed through the streets and alleys of Mingzhu City, and stopped at the entrance of the Paramount Ballroom with colorful lights and neon lights.

Liang Xiao got out of the car and felt the atmosphere of the old Pearl City.

The street is deserted, with few pedestrians.

Occasionally, dignitaries haunted the entrance of the Paramount Ballroom.

"Sir, let's go in." Wang Heping said.

"Don't call me sir after you go in, just call me young master." Liang Xiao didn't want to expose his identity because of Wang Heping.

"Yes." Wang Heping nodded and followed behind Liang Xiao.

Paramount, with dim lights, melodious music, and swaying figures on the dance floor, seem to be walking into a paradise on earth.

Liang Xiao found a vacant seat, ordered a glass of French red wine, and sipped it slowly, his sharp eyes swept back and forth, like an eagle looking for food.

Wang Heping stood behind Liang Xiao like a follower, and said in a low voice: "Master, the ordinary dancers here pay twenty French coins for a dance, and the popular dancers pay eighty French coins for a dance."

Liang Xiao's bushy eyebrows slightly tightened. As a major of the Dangguo, his monthly salary is only [-] French coins. A top dancer in Paramount pays [-] French coins for a dance. For an ordinary family of three, a The monthly cost is only ten French currency.

Wang Heping whispered: "Is there any dancing girl that the young master has his eyes on?"

Not far from Liang Xiao, there are many fashionable young women sitting, they are the elves in the dark, the roses of Shanghai at night.

Suddenly, a woman in a pink cheongsam came over.

The woman was heavily made up and smelled of alcohol.

"Sir, can I have the honor to dance with you?" the woman asked with a smile.

Liang Xiao glanced at her and said, "I'm sorry, I have an appointment."

"Disappointing." The woman's complexion changed, and she turned and left angrily.

"Disappointing." The woman's complexion changed, and she turned and left angrily.

After a few minutes.

Another woman dressed in sexy fashion came to strike up a conversation.

Liang Xiao was not interested in these dancing girls, besides, he did not come to Paramount Ballroom to dance with these dancing girls.

He politely rejected the dancing girl who came to strike up a conversation.

What he did made Wang Heping feel suspicious. Could it be that these vulgar fans can't get into the eyes of Chief Liang?

What should we do? Chief Liang is the key figure in whether he can return to the Military Intelligence Headquarters. If he is not satisfied, his wish to return to the Military Intelligence Headquarters will be in vain.