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

At twelve o'clock in the evening, a man in a black suit walked into a well-equipped ward on the third floor of the military hospital.

"Is the investigation clear?"

In the dark ward, a middle-aged man in hospital gown sat on the bed, looking at the moonlight coming in from the window and asked. This man was Li Shiqun, who looked a little stupid during the day.

"Director, we have investigated everything that can be investigated. I have been investigating with Commander Nanzō for the past two days. However, we have indeed found no suspicious persons. We don't even know who the explosion was targeting."

The member of the investigation team who spoke was one of the lucky ones who was sent to the police station to check the information. He was originally a big suspect, but he was bailed out as soon as Li Shiqun woke up.

"Captain Nanzhao, did you find any problems during your investigation of Director Ding?"

"No, and Director, Chief Nan Zao asked me to tell you that this incident has nothing to do with Director Ding, and asked you to stop staring at Director Ding."

"I've been keeping an eye on him. You see, this greasy-haired Ding was very respectful when I first brought him in, but he has only been the director for a short time and he has started to act arrogantly by relying on his connections with the Japanese. Isn't he suspicious at all?"

When Ding Mocun was mentioned, Li Shiqun, who had originally looked calm and as if he had gained enlightenment after the explosion, became irritable again.

"Director, there is really no concrete evidence. After investigating, we can only find some suspicions. The three action teams that you have been keeping outside have been closely monitored by Director Ding these past two days. They even know whether Director Ding has something stuck in his teeth when eating. They really haven't found any problems." Li Shiqun's confidant explained.

He always felt that the commander in front of him seemed a little crazy. It was estimated that no one else could send so many people to monitor one person.

"Sometimes having no problem is the biggest problem. What do you think of Director Ding's memory?" Li Shiqun seemed to have calmed down and asked.

"Of course it is very good. When we were deciphering the files before, Director Ding had the best memory. Several colleagues in the Telecommunications Department admire Director Ding very much."

"Huh, with such a poor memory, he could have forgotten to deliver important contracts to the two consultants? People actually believe it when I say it. I understand what the Japanese mean. They just don't want me to be the only one in power. They want to create struggles and checks and balances within our investigation team!" Li Shiqun said this with a gloomy face.

"It is unknown whether Miss Jin is alive or dead in the bombing, and many people from the Special High Technology Department were also killed. If it was really done by Director Ding, could the Japanese let him go like that?" The confidant thought about it and asked the question that was in his mind.

"Why not? You may not know that Miss Jin had already become an old dog that the Japanese hated several years ago. She had offended too many enemies with what she did, and many of them were even her former benefactors."

"So the Japanese have kept her until now?"

"She was lucky, but if she hadn't tried her best to demonstrate her value, she wouldn't have survived to this day. As for those members of the Special High Technology Bureau who couldn't put themselves in the right position, their deaths would have been in vain. Even the Special High Technology Bureau itself probably wouldn't care too much." Li Shiqun's words were sarcastic and revealed a hint of sadness.

"Then should we continue to keep an eye on Director Ding?" the confidant asked tentatively.

"Let's withdraw. Withdraw everyone. The Japanese want him alive, so there's no point in us keeping an eye on him. Although my injuries are not serious at the moment, I should be able to be discharged from the hospital next week. When I get back, I'll consult with our Director Ding, who is so difficult to keep."

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Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it is almost the day for Zhou Ke to be discharged from the hospital.

"Madam, I'm here to see you today." Chen Zhenghua came to Zhou Ke's ward again, carrying a fruit basket that looked full.

"Mr. Chen, you are really diligent. You come here every morning to deliver things to your superior. I almost want to borrow you from Mr. Matsuda."

Mao Lihongyuan, who also appeared in Zhou Ke's ward on time, took out a bunch of grapes from the fresh fruit basket and ate them while teasing Chen Zhenghua.

There are many kinds of fruits in this fruit basket, all of which have been washed in advance, even the bananas have been washed.

"Thank you for the compliment, Madam Maori. This is what a subordinate should do." When Chen Zhenghua saw Mao Li Hiromoto praising him, he bowed respectfully again, and his attitude seemed very humble.

"How did that matter go?" Zhou Ke asked while eating a banana.

"He has been arrested. We'll wait for you to come back and make the judgment yourself after you are discharged from the hospital tomorrow." Chen Zhenghua knew that Zhou Ke had been at odds with Zhang Yunshan since the beginning, so he deliberately spared the life of the man.

"No need, just get my signature on the report and it'll be done. You guys should deal with the rest as soon as possible. Of course, people can't leave too easily, otherwise I will make you unhappy." Knowing that the execution could be carried out, Zhou Ke didn't want to wait a moment.

He had wanted to kill Zhang Yunshan before he came to the Third Branch, but he never expected that in less than a month, he only needed a word to kill him without even having to do it himself.

"I understand, Taijun. I will get it done today."

"By the way, his men haven't done anything special, right? I don't want to be shot from behind." Zhou Ke continued to ask slowly.

"Don't worry about this. With the help of your military police, no one dares to resist. We have already dealt with those diehards, and the rest have been disbanded and reorganized and are under the management of the masters of the Special High Technology Department. There won't be any trouble." Chen Zhenghua said affirmatively.

"Very good. Remember, when I search Zhang Yunshan's house, I want to see not only money but also solid evidence. Go and do your work. When I come back, you can move up a position."

"Madam, just wait and see. This bastard has made a lot of money over the years. I guarantee that the result will satisfy you." After Chen Zhenghua made this firm assurance, he bowed and left the room.

Finally, I did it! Zhou Ke breathed a sigh of relief, and the depression that had been suppressed for a long time dissipated a lot.

Those children who were shot by Zhang Yunshan before would be happy if they could see it. If they are lucky enough to come to this land again, eighteen years later they will be able to see a new society that is prosperous, full of vitality and not afraid of foreign invaders.

"Matsuda-kun, there is an old Chinese saying: A rabbit doesn't eat grass near its burrow. From now on, you can't just limit your vision to the third division, you have to look further ahead. Otherwise, if you raid our house, we won't even get a bite of soup, which is really too uncomfortable."

After listening to the conversation between the two, Mao Li Hiromoto felt that the fruit in his hand no longer tasted sweet.

"Mr. Maori is right. It's really meaningless to just focus on your own little piece of land. It's time to look further ahead!"

Zhou Ke looked out the window, and as he watched the rising sun he felt a sense of peace in his heart.