Spy Wars: I signed in at the Military Police at the beginning

Zhou Ke had met Zhang Yunshan before, and he clearly remembered that afternoon a week ago.

On the way to the gendarmerie headquarters, I saw this man shooting six so-called anti-Japanese elements, two of whom were half-grown children.

At that time, Zhou Ke happened to pass by Zhang Yunshan in a car. Zhang Yunshan looked at Zhou Ke, who was wearing a Japanese military uniform in the car, and a flattering smile appeared on his face as it does now.

Zhang Yunshan, who was slapped, looked at Zhou Ke in confusion, and saw another slap coming at him. Zhang Yunshan didn't dare to dodge and was hit hard again.

"Does your director look down on me? It's my first day in office and you only sent a director to greet me? How abominable!"

"Ms. Tai...Ms. Tai, I haven't finished what I just said! The director went to the General Administration for a meeting and hasn't come back yet, so he asked me to pick you up."

Zhang Yunshan spoke fluently now, covering his aching cheek with a look of grievance. The commander Matsuda he met today looked difficult to deal with. He felt that this Japanese just wanted to beat him up to establish his authority.

"Speak faster next time, Zhang-san. My time is precious. If you continue to speak so slowly, I will have my people teach you how to speak Japanese."

Zhou Ke rubbed his palms and felt a lot better. It felt good to beat the traitor, except that his hands hurt a little because he used too much force.

Zhou Ke felt that the two slaps he gave today were just interest to this die-hard traitor who was servile to the Japanese and attacked his compatriots hard. As soon as there was a chance, Zhou Ke would make sure that Zhang Yunshan's name appeared on the list of casualties.

After listening to Zhou Ke, Zhang Yunshan, who was slapped twice, did not fight back. He just took Zhou Ke to the independent office upstairs with a wronged look on his face. The office was luxuriously decorated, especially the sign of the director's office above the door, which had not been changed in time.

"Taijun, because we received a rather hasty notice, we didn't prepare anything for you. Here are ten gold bars, a little gift from our director."

As soon as Zhang Yunshan entered the room, he handed over a small wooden box from the sofa at the door.

"How can this be so embarrassing? I'll take it! Remember to settle my soldiers."

Zhou Ke smiled at Zhang Yunshan, asked the orderly to take the things, and then waved his hand to indicate that Zhang Yunshan could leave.

"This Japanese guy is so scary, especially that sinister smile at the end. It felt like he was going to eat me if I left a little later. I have to be careful when serving this gentleman in the future and not make any mistakes!"

Zhang Yunshan walked out of Zhou Ke's office, thinking to himself that cold sweat had already wet his back and his legs were shaking non-stop.

This time Zhou Ke did not come to the post alone. He also brought a communications and service soldier, two driver soldiers, a rifle squad and a machine gun squad, a total of 30 people.

Two of the squads were led by Sergeant Kenji Tanegashima and Corporal Saburo Higashino respectively.

Originally, Zhou Ke had a warrant officer as his deputy, but in order to facilitate his own actions in the future, Zhou Ke ordered him to lead the remaining three squads on standby at the gendarmerie headquarters.

The first thing Zhou Ke did in the office was to ask his men to check the house. He did not trust the people from the Secret Service.

Although it was impossible for the Third Branch, including the Special High Technology Department, to monitor him right away, it was better to be cautious. After all, this office originally belonged to the director of the Third Branch.

If the eavesdropping device was really found, Zhou Ke could keep this excuse and use it to make trouble again when it was needed in the future.

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About an hour later, after seeing off groups of people from the police station who came to visit the mountain with large and small bags, Zhou Ke had a basic understanding of the leaders in the third branch.

There were obviously quite a few people nodding and bowing, but there were also a few people who were indifferent to Zhou Ke's arrival and just offered their respects as a routine.

Just when Zhou Ke was wondering why the head of the Special High Section of the Third Branch didn't come, there was a knock on the door. The people who came were Jiro Otani and his secretary Kenji Kimura.

"Mr. Matsuda, welcome to the Third Branch. It's a pleasure to work with you in the future. This is a little gift from me. I hope you don't mind." As soon as Jiro Otani entered the office, he took a box from Nakamura beside him, opened it and handed it to him.

At a glance, Zhou Ke saw a relatively exquisite Japanese watch placed in a box that was not much cheaper than the watch itself. It was not made of gold and probably not silver, but just an ordinary mechanical watch. It was really a "little" token of thought.

The director of the bureau gave away ten gold bars, but you, the former emperor of the Third Bureau of Jiro Otani, used this to test the cadres? Zhou Ke couldn't help but complain in his heart.

"It's okay, Otani, as long as you have this intention, it doesn't matter what you give me. I'm not the kind of person who holds grudges!" Zhou Ke cursed in his heart but smiled as he took the thing and put it on the table beside him.

Hearing Zhou Ke say this, Otani Jiro looked at the dazzling array of gifts on Zhou Ke's desk in silence. Are all the military police under Major Tokugawa like this? They look exactly like the greedy old bastard Tokugawa Yuichi.

Feeling that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, Zhou Ke ordered the orderly to pack up the tea set, preparing to invite Otani Jiro to sit down for a cup of tea and chat, and see if he could get some useful information.

Seeing this, Jiro Otani quickly waved his hand to refuse and invited Zhou Ke to attend a temporary emergency meeting. Hearing that it was an emergency meeting, Zhou Ke readily agreed and took the orderly with Jiro Otani to the meeting room.

The meeting room was not big. Zhou Ke sat next to Otani Jiro, who was at the top. Below him sat a dozen members of the Special High Section and small leaders of the Secret Service Department, who were very respectful to Zhou Ke. Among them was Zhang Yunshan, whose cheeks were beginning to swell.

After Zhou Ke sat down, Otani Jiro beside him introduced Zhou Ke's identity and purpose of his visit to everyone as usual. Although they had already heard about it, the spies in the audience looked at Zhou Ke with even more awe when they learned that Zhou Ke would be staying there permanently.

Especially Zhang Yunshan, he even took the ice for his face unconsciously. Can the slap mark given by Taijun be called a slap mark? It was an encouragement for work. It doesn’t matter if he doesn’t apply the ice!

After introducing Zhou Ke, Otani Jiro began to talk about a topic that Zhou Ke was very concerned about, the arrest of communist members.

"According to Director Zhang's tip-off and the Special High Technology Department's investigation during this period, we have discovered a Red Party leader of high status in Shanghai. This person is the owner of Sun's Grocery Store. He should also be a member of the leadership of the Shanghai underground party."

"We have been monitoring the target for a day and a half. If we don't catch any before six o'clock tomorrow morning, we will arrest him. Each team must ensure the safety of the suspect during the operation."

"In addition, personnel who are not involved in the operation are not allowed to go out before the arrest is completed. The Third Branch will implement closed management." Jiro Otani's voice was a little heavy. After he finished speaking, he directed Zhang Yunshan to arrange the tasks according to the plan.

Zhou Ke, who was standing aside, listened to Otani Jiro's arrangements without showing any expression, but his heart was in turmoil.

A high-ranking underground party member was unexpectedly discovered. Although we don’t know how he was discovered, as descendants who have enjoyed the efforts of their predecessors in this peaceful and prosperous era, we cannot just watch them being arrested!

Something must be done. Besides, this might be an opportunity for the kite with a broken string in its original identity to get in touch with the organization again.

While Zhou Ke was thinking, Otani Jiro, who was beside him, patted Zhou Ke's arm and motioned Zhou Ke to go out with him, as if he had something private to tell him.

Zhou Ke nodded in response and followed Otani Jiro to the outside of the meeting room.

"Matsuda-kun, I know you are here to supervise our work, but most of my trusted men are currently carrying out other tasks, so we don't have enough manpower. I hope you can bring some people to serve as a reserve for this operation, especially for the surveillance work tonight. If you are free, it would be best if you could come with me."

Jiro Otani was indeed short of manpower, but he intended to let Zhou Ke, who had just arrived, participate in this sure-fire arrest operation, mainly to better bring the two closer together.

"No problem, Otani-kun. Helping you is helping myself. If I can catch this Red Party member, it will also be good for me, right? And I have also received some special agent training. Even if you don't keep me, I will carry out the mission with you or help you seal off the police station for the principle of confidentiality."

Zhou Ke readily agreed but did not ask what Otani Jiro's men were doing, although he had the power to know and wanted to know.

However, once the intelligence obtained in this way has an impact, it will cause huge trouble to future undercover work.

Even if Zhou Ke was nominally Japanese, it would arouse suspicion over time. However, Otani Jiro's invitation did save Zhou Ke a lot of trouble for his subsequent plans.

First of all, through Otani Jiro's arrangement, Zhou Ke concluded that this operation must not be an internal screening plan. The Communist Party is probably a real Communist Party, otherwise Otani Jiro would not have explained it this way. It was just the right opportunity to try out the system's ability to extract supplies.

On the way to the Third Branch, Zhou Ke consumed a few bars of soap and discovered something very interesting.

The placement distance of items extracted from the system space can reach an astonishing 150 meters, but there is a prerequisite that the place where the items appear cannot be noticed by other people.

What Zhou Ke finds most interesting is that the items in the space can also be partially changed while being extracted.

For example, the trademark and text on the soap wrapper can be turned into the pattern or words he wants before extraction. If he wants, the soap can also be engraved with patterns. This is a very good function.

Just imagine that two people can transmit information without anyone noticing, without even meeting each other. This can play a huge role in future intelligence transmission.

As Zhou Ke thought about this, a not-so-perfect plan gradually took shape in his mind.

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At five o'clock in the afternoon, Zhou Ke arranged members of the machine gun squad to guard the gate of the police station. He then took the remaining rifle squad in plain clothes and Otani Jiro to the Tongfu Hotel opposite Sun's Grocery Store.

The outside of the hotel looked the same as before, but the inside had changed.

The shopkeeper, the clerk and some unlucky guests were locked in a small room, and observation equipment and telephones were set up in the attic on the top floor.

In the attic, Jiro Otani looked at Zhou Ke who was carefully observing the situation through a telescope, and secretly admired him in his heart.

He didn't expect that Zhou Ke would be able to actively cooperate with his work just after arriving. He couldn't help but sigh at the high quality and adaptability of the imperial soldiers.

Zhou Ke was very excited at this moment. Through the telescope, he observed a middle-aged man with ordinary appearance, wearing a long gown and a pair of black-framed glasses, dressed like a scholar.

It is certain that these are the people who can be called gay in this era!