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

After Zhou Ke finished talking about business with Sangong Qiu, it was time for lunch, so he treated his subordinate, who had come to pay a visit, to a high-end steak.

"Is your internal anti-corruption campaign so severe this time? So many people have been arrested!" The two chatted about this and that, and soon the conversation returned to the anti-corruption campaign within the Special High Technology Bureau.

Zhou Ke keenly felt that now seemed to be a good time to place personnel in the Special High Technology Department. Although he could not place personnel directly in the senior positions of the Special High Technology Department, he could help the Special High Technology Department operators who had been recruited for his own use to move up in his jurisdiction!

Especially my grandson Schneider and the members of the Special High Technology Department of the Third Branch under his command are good choices. These people followed Zhou Ke the earliest, and now they have been completely corrupted by Zhou Ke and lured into his camp.

"Captain Matsuda, the higher-ups have really put in a lot of effort this time! They are determined to completely clean up all the corrupt officials in the department!" Sannomiya Aki said while eating.

"Won't you be seriously short of manpower?" Zhou Ke asked curiously.

"This is only temporary, but Cone has indeed transferred a lot of people from the mainland recently. I was transferred to Shanghai before my vacation was over!" Sangong Qiu explained.

"Sannomiya-kun, are you going to No. 76 to take over Sakata-kun's job?"

When Zhou Ke heard what Sangong Qiu said, he thought of Sakata Shinsuke, the somewhat eccentric intelligence consultant of No. 76. He thought Sangong Qiu was here to increase the anti-espionage force of No. 76, but now it seems that this is not the case.

"Yes, Sakata-kun was promoted because of some connections after the personnel changes within the department. After I hand over the work to him, he will be transferred back to the Special High Technology Department." Sannomiya Aki said with some envy.

“You want to improve too?”

"Of course, Commander Matsuda, but it's already very good that I can be transferred to No. 76 to replace Sakata-kun. When I have the opportunity to make further progress in the future, I may not need it anymore!" Sannomiya Aki said with emotion.

"Mr. Sangong, I can help you. I have some connections in your Special High Technology Department!" As long as there is a suitable opportunity, Zhou doesn't mind recommending one more person.

"Thank you for your kindness, sir, but I feel that sometimes climbing too high is not necessarily a good thing. After all, the first bird to stick its head out gets shot!" Sangong Qiu declined.

"Mr. Sangong is a wise man!" Everyone has their own aspirations. Since Sangong Qiu is very open-minded, Zhou Ke did not continue to persuade him.

...........

With the humming sound of the ship's whistle, Zhou Ke finally returned to the Shanghai he had been longing for.

Before the ship came to a complete stop, Zhou Ke saw the familiar colors in the port, as well as two figures, one fat and one thin, at the front, who gave off an indecent aura even from a distance.

"Is your master coming back on this ship?" Mao Li Hiromoto asked No. 3 who was standing upright beside him as he looked at the passenger ship gradually approaching the shore.

"It should be this ship, the Sea Silver!" No. 3 said as he looked at the characters on the hull that seemed to have been newly painted.

"Those of you at the back, quickly put away the card tables and recliners! What? Tea sets? Yes, put away the tea sets too! We are here to welcome the commander, not for a picnic! Put them all away!" Yokoyama Isamu turned around and ordered his men who stood up.

Soon, as the passenger ship docked, the two green squares quickly gathered together, and the three detectives who had been separated for half a month reunited!

The Japanese and puppet traitors throughout the Shanghai Stock Exchange are about to face a new round of storm!

"Matsuda-kun, in that case, can I bring my family from Osaka to Tokyo as well?"

When Yokoyama Yong heard Zhou Ke talk about the arrangements for the families of his military police, he thought of his poor relatives in the countryside.

"Of course, Mr. Yokoyama, you have two daughters and a son, so you can let them go to Tokyo to receive a better education," Zhou Ke suggested at the right time.

"Matsuda-kun has a lot of connections. I also want to leave my wife and eldest son in Osaka to manage my business, and let my youngest son and daughter go to Tokyo!"

Mao Li Hongyuan felt very good when he heard Zhou Ke say this. In this way, not only could his most beloved youngest son and daughter receive a better education, but doing so would also make his relationship with Zhou Ke closer.

"Of course you can. Your family will go to Tokyo. We won't talk about the basic treatment. I guarantee that your children can go to a school that only aristocrats are qualified to attend!" Zhou Ke promised.

"Matsuda-kun, I won't be so formal with you. I'll write to my wife and ask them to go to Tokyo! Although we are not short of money now, my son should go to a big city to gain some experience. Otherwise, I really don't feel comfortable handing over the family business to him!"

When Yokoyama Isamu said this, he thought of his still unsophisticated wife and children. He had previously asked Zhou Ke's relationship to send a lot of women's products to his wife and daughter, and also sent some high-end stationery to his son.

When he finally received a reply from home, Yokoyama Isamu discovered that the sanitary napkin he had spent a lot of money on had been mistaken by his unsophisticated wife as a high-quality, uniquely shaped tablecloth.

The Parker pens and colored pencils I bought for my son turned out to be toys for building blocks! The only normal thing was that the rare food I sent back was not wasted and ended up in my child's stomach.

"Tell me once you have contacted your family, and I will also contact Mr. Watanabe of the family. I believe that a good educational environment in the future will help you cultivate more outstanding family heirs!"

What Zhou Ke said was very realistic. The education of future generations is what people like Mori Hiromoto and Yokoyama Isamu, who come from the lower classes, value most.

After all, no matter how rich they are in the future, if they don't have a good successor, no matter how big their family business is, it will ultimately be nothing more than snow before the sun rises.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Matsuda!" Mao Li Hiromoto thanked sincerely.

Although his family background was much better than that of the countryman Yokoyama Isamu, he had always been concerned about his children's education. Now that Zhou Ke had solved this problem, he was relieved of many worries.

"By the way, Matsuda-kun, there is something you need to pay attention to recently! A corruption prevention team has been set up within the Special High Technology Department. They may conduct a thorough investigation of the Special High Technology Department members in the police station in our territory!"

"They dare to investigate our territory?"

Although Zhou Ke was not surprised by the anti-corruption team mentioned by Yokoyama Isamu, he really didn't expect that this group of people would actually investigate corruption and find their Matsuda Military Police.

It is true that if you don't take the road to heaven, you will end up in hell!

"Haha, of course they dare. We don't know what the background of this group of people is. I heard from Miss Yunzi that although the fat old guy didn't support it, he didn't oppose it openly!" Yokoyama Isamu said with some amusement.

"It's quite interesting that the fat guy doesn't have absolute say in the anti-corruption team within the Special High Technology Department!" Zhou Ke felt that this matter was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

"By the way, Mr. Matsuda, Miss Yunko has been hospitalized again recently!" Yokoyama Isamu spoke as if he remembered something.

"You did it?" Zhou Ke asked in surprise. Could it be that during the time he was away, Nanzō Yunko danced too hard, and Yokoyama Isamu really turned into a blasting genius?

"Hehe, it wasn't me who did it. It might have been you, Matsuda-kun!" Yokoyama Isamu replied with a lewd smile on his face.