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

"You two are overthinking it. I know about this. It's probably the Special High Technology Department who are arresting men in the name of arresting rebels. They did this last month. The grandfather and grandson must be unlucky to be arrested."

"Are these two men considered able-bodied men?" Zhou Ke asked in confusion. The younger one, about seventeen or eighteen years old, could barely be considered an able-bodied man, but it was a bit absurd that the old man was captured as an able-bodied man.

"I guess they were commissioned to catch the criminals for others. So most likely any male will do. These two were probably caught to make up the numbers." Yokoyama Isamu thought for a moment and analyzed.

"Ding-ling-ling!" Before Mao Li Hongyuan and Zhou Ke could ask anything else, the phone on the table rang at this moment.

After a while, Zhou Ke, who had figured out the situation from Yuriko, called Kojima Hirokazu of the Special High Technology Department directly. No one answered the call, so Zhou Ke called Minamizō Yunko again.

"Yunzi, it's like this..." Zhou Ke briefly told Nanzō Yunzi about the secret meeting between Sakata Shinsuke and the Mantetsu.

"My dear, the section chief probably doesn't know about this. Our relationship with the Mantetsu Railway has not eased yet. Even if we contact him privately, it is unlikely that Sakata Shinsuke will go over." Minamizō Yunko explained.

"Yunzi, if that's the case, doesn't Senior Tu Feiyuan know about the human trafficking for the Manchurian Railway?" Zhou Ke didn't say this just now. He didn't believe that Senior Tu Feiyuan didn't know about the checkpoints set up outside the Special High Technology City.

"What? Setting up checkpoints specifically for the Manchuria Railway to catch people and traffic in human beings? Isn't the main purpose of setting up checkpoints to catch suspects?" Nanzō Yunko was very surprised.

"Yunzi, don't you know?" Zhou Ke asked curiously. This was going to be interesting.

"My dear, not only did I not know about this, but the section chief didn't know either. I was there when he proposed setting up checkpoints. This guy is so bold!" Minamizō Yunko explained angrily.

"Yunzi, I have to detain all the people the Mantetsu wants. I will hand over Hashimoto Nobusuke to your Special High Technology Department. As for the human trafficking, you'd better ask Senior Doiyuan whether he knows about it." Zhou Ke reminded.

"Dear, please wait a moment. Our section chief is at room 76 right now." After saying that, Nanzō Yunko hung up the phone and walked out.

Ten minutes later, Nanzao Yunzi's voice came from the other end of the line again: "Dear, our section chief really didn't know about it. He said that you just need to take care of the person and send him back to the Special High Technology Section with a trace of blood after the incident."

"Yunzi, I won't deal with this person. I'll send him directly to your Special High Technology Department later."

Zhou Ke felt that Feiyuan said that just for his own face, but he was not suitable to deal with Sakata Shinsuke, after all, this man was from the Special High Technology Department.

"Sure, don't worry, dear. We in the Special High Division will take good care of Sakata Shinsuke for you."

"I couldn't get in touch with Senior Kojima. Yunzi, how about I hand this person over to you directly?"

"Then take him to Room 76. And dear, can you bring him here in person? We haven't seen each other for several days." Nan Zao Yunzi said in a coquettish voice.

"Yunzi, I want to see you too, but I haven't been there recently for your health. Otherwise, I'm afraid you'll have to go back to the hospital again."

Zhou Ke spoke with deep affection, but actually he hadn't been to No. 76 recently because he was extremely busy and really didn't have the time to look for Nan Zao Yunzi to release his extra energy.

"I'm fully recovered now, please come over earlier, dear." Nanzō Yunko replied softly.

.......

"Grandpa, looking at the situation, the Japanese might want to send us far away!" The little grandson who plays the grandson in Zhou Ke's photo squatted on the ground and said to the old man next to him.

"Grandson, I'm afraid we can't go back this time. There's a railway track over there, and we'll have to get on the road as soon as the train arrives." Grandpa Sun was secretly anxious as he looked at the Manchurian Railway security personnel patrolling around.

This time they came out to carry out an undercover mission, but now, not only have they failed to infiltrate the organization, but they have also completely cut off contact with the organization.

"Well, I'm fine. Old Sun, can your body still withstand taking the train? I'm afraid there won't be any seats for us on the train this time!" Little Sun said with a worried look on his face.

"Don't call me Old Sun, call me Grandpa! Let's take it one step at a time. Let's find a chance to see if we can get off the train along the way." Old Sun said thoughtfully.

"I'm afraid it's difficult. I heard that the Japanese..."

"Hey! Don't force your way in, let's open the door!"

"Drip drip"

"Bang! Bang!"

"Lawless military police!"

"...￥%￥%"

Before Xiao Sun could say anything more, there was a loud noise outside the compound, and everyone in the compound turned their eyes to the gate.

More than ten trucks with gendarmerie logos broke through the gate and rushed in. Teams of armed gendarmes jumped off the cars and took control of the Mantetsu people.

Because the previous incident was quite a big deal, the people of the Manchuria Railway had learned their lesson when they saw the military police from the military police. Except for the occasional verbal complaint, everyone handed in their guns obediently.

"Friends from the gendarmerie, are you here on business? We will certainly cooperate!" The person in charge of the Manchurian Railway in the hospital came to a truck that was protected in the middle and seemed to have been modified and said very respectfully.

"You really should cooperate. The human trafficking has even come to our territory!" said a short and strong captain who jumped off the car.

At the same time, at the captain's signal, many military police rushed into the crowd to search for the mission targets.

"Sir, I dare not say that. These people are suspects wanted by the Special High Technology Bureau. We are just taking care of them." The head of the Manchurian Railway took out two gold bars and handed them over while speaking.

"What are you doing? Are you looking down on anyone? Yokoyama Isamu directly threw the gold bars to the ground." Are you kidding? He wants to get rid of the guy with two gold bars. Yokoyama Isamu doesn't even think highly of this little money.

"Sir, let's have a cup of tea and discuss this in the room." Although the head of the Manchuria Railway felt aggrieved, he suppressed his emotions when he saw the densely packed military police around him, whose numbers far outnumbered the security personnel.

"We have arrested your accomplice from the Special High Technology Bureau, Shinsuke Sakata. The people you arrested were not in compliance with the law, so you will release them later." After saying this, Isamu Yokoyama ignored the servile head of the Manchuria Railway.

Ten minutes later, after receiving a signal from his men that they had found the target, he signaled his men to escort more than a dozen people, including Old Sun and Little Sun, into the military police car. The remaining people in the yard were driven out by the military police inside the yard.

"Will the Japs use us as live targets for shooting practice?"

"It doesn't look like that. Their guns are not pointed at us!"

"......"

"Let's run! If it's too late, the Japs will turn their guns around and we'll all be dead!"

The crowd, which had been talking and moving slowly, began to run in all directions when they heard the final loud shout.

It was just the sound of gunfire that they imagined, and no sound came from it until they ran far away and could no longer see the compound.

Where some are happy, others are sad. The people far away from the compound were secretly thankful that they had escaped today, while the people in the compound were unlucky for the rest of their lives.