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

"Mr. Yokoyama, please shut your stupid mouth!" Nanzō Yunko cursed angrily.

"This..." Yokoyama Isamu held a cigarette and looked confusedly at the direction of the rooftop where the loud noise had just been heard.

It's so damn late again. After hearing the loud noise, Zhou Ke finally remembered that he had given the patient a little heartwarming gift when he saw him just now.

The situation after leaving the ward building was far beyond expectations. At that time, I was so focused on saving my life that I forgot about the time bomb in Miss Jin's ward.

"We were sniped as soon as we went out, and now there was an explosion in the hospital building! Oh no! I'm afraid something happened to Miss Jin!" Nan Zao Yunzi said anxiously.

"Let's go! I'll go with you to take a look! Yokoyama-kun, you're injured, so don't follow me. I'll leave one squad to guard the gate, and the rest of you can follow me!"

Zhou Ke behaved very bravely at this time. After all, as the instigator, he knew that the danger had been lifted. However, in order to prevent accidents, Zhou Ke still cautiously brought more people with him.

"Matsuda-kun, you'd better be careful. This may not be the only bomb. To be safe, you'd better wait a while before going up." Yokoyama Isamu felt that Zhou Ke's desire to show off was probably aroused by the presence of beautiful women, so he spoke up to remind them.

"Well, Yokoyama-kun is right. I was a little impulsive. Let's wait a little longer."

Although Zhou Ke really wanted to confirm with his own eyes whether the famous Miss Jin was dead, after being reminded by Yokoyama-kun, he realized that he was indeed a little too impulsive.

"Hehe, just as long as you understand what I mean, Matsuda-kun."

Yokoyama Yong nodded with satisfaction as he watched Zhou Ke calm down quickly. He felt that although Zhou Ke was young, he was very mature. Even if he was confused and blinded by the beauty of women, he would correct himself immediately after he reminded him.

"You two...what you said makes sense. I'll send a few people up there to check out the situation!"

After listening to Yokoyama Isamu's analysis, Minamizō Yunko finally decided not to take the risk, but instead sent three plainclothes men to investigate the situation.

"Brothers, take action too. Check every room on every floor carefully from low to high to see if there are any suspicious explosives! If there are any Chinese who don't cooperate, bring them to the hall and I will explain to them!"

Zhou Ke felt that since there was an "unsafe" factor, he must use this opportunity to disrupt the harmony between the traitors and the Japanese.

The military police under Zhou Ke were also excited after receiving the order. When they were hospitalized before, they basically figured out which people lived in which room.

There will always be some traitors who don’t have a strong background, which means they can reap some benefits in the name of a search.

As for the possible explosion, Commander Matsuda has already made it clear. Just search slowly from low to high. If you are unlucky and get bombed, just accept it.

A few minutes later, the plainclothes police who were sent out came back and reported the news of Miss Jin's death.

After Nan Zao Yunzi arranged for her men to keep an eye on the scene, she and Zhou Ke continued to wait. After the military police had completely searched the entire building, the three of them came to the room where Miss Jin was.

"How did Miss Jin die on the door panel? Did you carry her there?"

Yokoyama Isamu asked with some confusion as he looked at the door panel lying on the ground and the corpse lying on the door panel with its back blown to pieces and its head slightly deformed.

"Sir, the source of the explosion is inside the house. It was like this when we arrived. No one has moved." The plainclothes officer explained quickly.

"How is this possible? Miss Jin is already a vegetable. Is it possible that she can still crawl up and stand at the door?"

Although Zhou Ke said this, he confirmed in his heart his previous feeling that Miss Jin was not dead at that time.

"She should have woken up before the explosion, or even earlier, but she still couldn't escape!"

As Nanzō Yunko spoke, she walked forward and lifted up Miss Jin's head, whose hair and skin had been burnt.

A pair of eyes that were still open in death looked at Zhou Ke and Yokoyama Isamu in an instant.

"Yunzi, you little cutie, you scared me to death!" Yokoyama Isamu had seen many dead people on the battlefield in his early years, and even many people who died with their eyes open.

But it was the first time in his life that he had seen such eyes filled with hatred, attachment, unwillingness and other emotions.

"Let Miss Jin rest in peace, although I don't know why she didn't run out even though she was awake." Zhou Ke was finally sure that the person was Miss Jin herself, and not a scapegoat.

The heartfelt desire to live conveyed in her dying eyes, and the resentment for unrevenged hatred that was so strong that it was about to overflow, are things that not everyone can learn.

"She must have been very unwilling, but it's a pity that she left anyway. I have to give her an explanation. Otherwise, I believe she will not let me go even if she becomes a ghost."

Nanzō Yunko was in a low mood when she said this. She didn't think that the Chinese would come to assassinate Miss Jin. This woman who dedicated her life to the empire might have died at the hands of her own people.

"We have to investigate, especially those special high-tech guards there must be something wrong." Zhou Ke agreed verbally, but in his heart he was disdainful of Nan Zao Yunzi's words.

If Miss Jin really became a ghost, she would never be able to leave the underworld in this land. Whether it was indirectly or directly, the number of people who died because of her was not as simple as a few hundred or a few thousand.

"The guard at the time is still trying to save her. Once the danger outside is over, I will go check what happened to Miss Jin in the past two days."

"Who do you plan to assign to be in charge of the shooting?" Zhou Ke asked.

"I'll have to trouble you and Yokoyama-kun with the hidden gun issue. Don't forget that you two are our military advisors!"

"Although I really want to investigate, it's against the rules for us to investigate a case related to ourselves, right? Can you explain to your superiors?" Zhou Ke wanted to take over the case, but it was better to ask about the normal procedures.

"Matsuda-kun, in the future, you, Yokoyama-kun and I will be the rules for the investigation team! Just go ahead and investigate boldly, no one will dare to say anything."

Nanzō Yunko's words were so powerful that Yokoyama Isamu felt his blood boiling after hearing them and couldn't help but want to do something big.

"If you put it that way, then there's no problem. However, I can roughly guess who assassinated Yokoyama-kun and me, but I don't know whether Director Li was mistakenly shot because of us."

"Mr. Matsuda, do you already have a suspect?" Yokoyama Isamu asked curiously.

"Do you think we have any common enemies recently? Apart from the Central Bureau of Investigation and the underground workers, I really can't think of anyone else. It's impossible that your enemy failed to beat you and wants to deal with me too?" Zhou Ke analyzed.

"That's true. They are the only ones we have offended recently. Oh no! Something might have happened to that old guy Hiromoto. I was wondering why he hasn't come yet!" Yokoyama Isamu couldn't help but look shocked when he thought of Mori Hiromoto who had not come for a long time.

"Mr. Yokoyama, why are you worrying so much? Even if you die, I can't die!" The person who spoke was Mori Hiromoto, who walked over from the direction of the stairs with four or five of his men.

Although Mao Li Hiromoto spoke very calmly, the slightly embarrassed appearance of him and his men undoubtedly showed that they must have encountered many twists and turns along the way.