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

"Madam... Madam, it's bad! Sun Degong was bitten to death by his servants!" Li Wangcai, whose head was swollen like a pig, ran into the reception room in panic following a military policeman.

"What?" Zhou Ke and the other two were all shocked after hearing the news. What kind of hatred or grudge was that? Someone was just eaten to death in broad daylight.

"Sir, it's my fault. Both of them were normal, but I don't know why the old man suddenly went crazy and bit the suspect's neck!"

The sergeant in charge of guarding the suspect lowered his head with a look of shame on his face, but he could not hide the shock in his eyes.

"Let's go and take a look!" Zhou Ke picked up the saber beside him and brought Yokoyama Isamu and Mori Hiromoto to the place where Sun Degong was being held.

At this time, the place was already crowded with gendarmes who came to watch the fun. Sun Degong, whose neck looked bloody, lay lifeless in a pool of blood. Beside him squatted many timid servants of the Sun family.

Among this group of servants, there was an energetic old man with his hands tied behind his back, standing there with his head held high, standing out like a crane among chickens.

The old man's face and clothes were covered with bright red blood, and he looked like a killer who had just come down from a cold weapon battlefield!

"Is this the doorman from before?" Yokoyama Isamu looked at the old man who had changed so much in front of him with a look of shock.

"It's great, it's great!" The old man Ah Fu stood up straight and looked at Zhou Ke and the other two who were approaching without any fear. He was completely different from the doorman who was hunched over and serving behind Sun Degong just now.

"Old man, what are you trying to achieve? Why waste your time on this dying man?"

Zhou Ke was very puzzled. He had just told the people in front of him that Sun Degong would die. As long as they gave false testimony, not only would they not be implicated, but they would also receive a severance pay.

"What did you want? You didn't want him to die so easily! He worked like a dog for you and killed my son, my daughter and my grandson! I have wanted to eat his flesh and drink his blood all these years! But you little Japs have messed up all your grandfather's plans!" The old man seemed to be chewing something in his mouth as he spoke.

"Are you the father of the pastry shop owner whose entire family was killed by him a few years ago by using his connections in the Imperial Army?" a man among the squatting crowd looked up and asked.

"Old Sun, if you hate him so much, why don't you just poison him?" A servant of the Sun family who was doing odd jobs in the kitchen among the squatting crowd also raised his head, and then more people raised their heads and looked at Old Sun who was standing in the crowd.

"Poison? That way of death is too easy for him! From the moment I entered the Sun family, I have wanted to cut him into pieces all the time! But this guy chose to be a dog instead of a good person, and now he is going to be slaughtered and stewed into soup by his master. My plan failed, but I can't let him die too easily! Bah! This dog meat is so disgusting!" After Sun Fu finished speaking, he spat out a piece of chewed meat from his mouth!

"Ah!!!" Li Wangcai, who had just calmed down, looked at the bloody pieces of meat under his feet. He screamed as if he felt the same way and fainted.

"Hmph, another coward! Little devil, hurry up and kill me! Don't make my kid wait down there for too long!"

Sun Fu was not afraid of death. He had been waiting for this day for a long time. He just didn't expect it to come so suddenly. Now that he had achieved his revenge, there was nothing left for him to linger on.

"Beat this loser on the ground to wake him up!" Zhou Ke pointed at Li Wangcai, whose pants were wet, and ordered. He felt a little complicated at this moment.

Of course, it wasn't just Zhou Ke. Even the battle-hardened Yokoyama Isamu was oppressed by the old man's aura and had difficulty breathing.

"The Chinese are really too barbaric!" Mao Li Hiromoto's face turned pale, and he tried hard to suppress the strong urge to vomit in his stomach.

"Sh~" Li Wangcai, who had just fainted, quickly woke up after being beaten and kicked by several military police. However, the first thing he did after waking up was not to change his pants, but to crawl away from Lao Sun in the crowd.

"Tai...Taijun. Hurry...hurry and catch him, he must be an anti-Japanese element!" Li Wangcai said as he backed away, completely ignoring the contemptuous looks from everyone.

"He is an anti-Japanese element, then what is Sun Degong's identity?" Zhou Ke looked at Li Wangcai, who was sitting on the ground and constantly moving behind the crowd, with an idiotic expression.

"Idiot, are you telling us that we have arrested the wrong person? Do you also want us to return the money?"

Mao Li Hiromoto seemed to have found an outlet for his repressed emotions. He ignored the smell of urine and started beating Li Wangcai on the ground with his unsheathed saber.

"First, suppress the people and take good care of them to make sure they don't die! Mr. Yokoyama, let me write this in the report: The anti-Japanese element Sun Degong tried to flee after his conspiracy was exposed, but was intercepted and killed by a servant of the Empire!" After Zhou Ke arranged for his men to take the people out, he discussed the case closing report with Yokoyama Isamu beside him.

"Let's do as Matsuda-kun said. Write it in a way that is convenient for closing the case. We'll talk about the profit sharing later." Yokoyama Isamu was not very concerned about the case, but talked about the division of the spoils.

"If you ask me, we should divide the remaining 20% ​​equally among the three teams! This is fair and reasonable!" Upon hearing the division, Mao Li Hiromoto appeared beside the two of them like a flash.

"Fair and reasonable? You have the nerve to say that. The target was found by Matsuda-kun, and the operation was carried out by Matsuda-kun and I. Did you do any work other than asking for money during this period?"

"......"

After half an hour of negotiation, the profit sharing was finally determined. Zhou Ke and Yokoyama Isamu each took 40%, and Mao Li Hiromoto took 20%.

"This old guy is really lucky. In a couple of days, I'll ask him to treat us to a meal at the best Japanese restaurant here!" After arranging for someone to stay behind to guard the place, Yokoyama Yong and Zhou Ke got on the car back together.

"Mr. Yokoyama, there's no rush. No. 3, give me the thing." Zhou Ke took over a black box that felt a bit heavy from No. 3, who was sitting on the co-pilot seat.

"I was so excited before that I actually forgot about this!" Yokoyama Isamu became excited again when he looked at the neatly stacked gold bars in the box.

"Count them quickly, leave half for the Major, and we'll split the rest equally!"

"Hehe, Matsuda-kun, you're amazing. Now I feel much more balanced!"

..............

"So many?" Tokugawa Yuichi looked at the list Zhou Ke handed over with some surprise.

"We didn't expect the Chinese people's ability to make money is so exaggerated." Zhou Ke said as he placed the box full of gold bars that he had prepared in advance on the desk.

"This is?"

"These are the pastries given as a gift from our bureau's informant." Zhou Ke explained.

"Very good, I really like this pastry with gold filling! Zhen Ping should find some side jobs if there is a suitable opportunity. The income from this business is not much different from our smuggling business."

Looking at the box full of gold bars in his hand, Tokugawa Yuichi couldn't help but have some evil thoughts.

"Don't worry, I'll report to you as soon as I find a suitable target!"

Zhou Ke also agreed to what the old devil Tokugawa said. After all, traitors should be killed as many as possible, especially outstanding traitors should not be let off.

"There's no rush. We need to fatten the sheep before we kill them. Besides, we can't kill them too often. You've been in the military police for quite some time. I plan to use this achievement to raise your and Yokoyama Isamu's ranks."

Tokugawa Yuichi closed the box and looked at Zhou Ke who was standing straight in front of him with a look of relief.

"Is... this appropriate? Uncle Youyi, I know you take care of me, but I have only been in the gendarmerie for too short a time..." Zhou Ke felt it was a little outrageous.

"If I say it's suitable, then it's suitable. With the merit this time, I can be promoted to lieutenant colonel with a little lobbying. After all, you are my right-hand men, how can your rank be so low? And Zhen Ping, think about it again, is there a possibility that you have been an informant of our gendarmerie since three years ago?" Tokugawa Yuichi felt a little funny when he saw Zhou Ke, who was a little embarrassed.

"Thank you very much, Uncle Youyi. I will definitely live up to your expectations!"

After searching through his previous life's memories, Zhou Ke finally understood the intention of the old devil Tokugawa. It turned out that his ability to make up lies was still a little lacking.

"That's right, work hard, the future of the empire will eventually be handed over to you!"