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

Shanghai, a private room of Hongfu Teahouse.

"Madam, now I have really become the boss of the Military Control District of Shanghai!" The gambler excitedly reported to Zhou Ke briefly about his becoming the acting district chief.

"Including you, the two leaders of your Military Control Commission's new and old districts are now working under me!" As Zhou Ke spoke, he raised his hand and a small box appeared.

"Master, my superiors asked me to arrange for the people we picked up earlier to withdraw to the headquarters. Do you think you should intercept them on the way?" The gambler asked as he took the box with a smile.

"No, that would be too obvious. You are very useful to me!"

Zhou Ke refused and asked another question: "You did such a good job this time. Not only did your headquarters not promote your subordinates, but they also didn't say they would assign you more staff?"

"Taijun, didn't we recently save a group of people? Among this group of people, in addition to those wanted by the higher-ups, we also left a lot in our old area." The gambler replied.

"Could the families of these people have also died in the bombing?" Zhou Ke asked curiously.

The reason why the Military Control Commission headquarters could not do anything to the gambler and his men was entirely because most of the family members of the remaining personnel in the old area of ​​the Military Control Commission had passed away for various reasons.

In particular, in order to facilitate centralized management, Boss Dai had many of these people's families living together, so that in the bombing of Little Sakura, many people's families unfortunately died together.

The reason why the gamblers were able to gather a group of people in the old district was partly due to Zhou Ke’s financial support, but more importantly, the gamblers raised the slogan of revenge for their families.

"Taijun, we've counted. There are, but not many. I guess the higher-ups are trying to muddy the waters in our old district." The gambler replied.

"They are just some exposed abandoned pawns. It seems that the higher-ups are still very wary of you."

Zhou Ke felt that a character like the gambler would never have the chance to establish a real connection with the Military Control Commission again. After all, Zhou Ke knew about several times when he obeyed orders but not propaganda.

Boss Dai is a very suspicious person. Unless the gambler can do what Graybird does and make unilateral and unconditional contributions, it will be difficult for him to return to a normal rhythm.

“Taijun, although we don’t have many people, because the new district is almost completely destroyed, our old district has absorbed a lot of people from the new district. The funds allocated recently are different from the past!”

"Your original funding was not at a normal level. Can it reach a normal level now?"

Others may not be clear, but Zhou Ke, as the financial backer, is very clear that if the old Military Control Commission area now under the charge of the gambler did not have his support, it would have fallen apart long ago.

Even though there are not many people in the old district, a lean camel is still bigger than a horse. The funds allocated by the Military Control Commission headquarters are not enough to support the dozens of people in the old district.

"Taijun, the funding for our old district is already three times the normal level, and the higher-ups promised that as long as we make achievements, the funding will continue to increase!"

The gambler didn't dare to lie, because there were more than one undercover agent in the old district. God knows how many more people Zhou Ke had planted besides Chu Yapeng, but he didn't dare to check this kind of undercover agent.

"Since the headquarters wants you to achieve some results, you might as well really achieve some results!" Zhou Ke said meaningfully.

"Taijun, are you going to tell us some information that is out of date or not too important? I'm afraid we can't fool the higher-ups. That boss Dai is a thief."

After the gambler finished speaking, he saw Zhou Kexiao remained silent, so he thought about it and asked tentatively: "Taijun, do you need us to help you eliminate dissidents?"

"How can you talk like that? What do you mean by eliminating dissidents? That is the necessary sacrifice made by the empire to train you as an ace undercover agent!" After Zhou Ke finished speaking, he handed the pre-prepared information about the Manchuria Railway personnel and some other important figures to the gambler.

"Madam, your information is very detailed. I believe it can be done for you soon!" The gambler assured confidently after looking at the information.

"Remember, for every one or two people on the Category One list that you kill, kill some people on the Category Two list. Don't let people think that you are killing people in a targeted and regular manner!" Zhou Ke ordered.

Now it seems that it is best to let the gambler's people kill Mantie's people. As long as the assassination is successful, both the gambler and him can gain substantial benefits.

"You should be more cautious, sir. Actually, it's okay even if you let me kill the Mantetsu soldiers. I got the news before. Some time ago, our people lost a lot of people at the hands of the Mantetsu in the Black Soil!"

Even though gamblers have been severely excluded by the Military Control Commission headquarters, they have sources of information in the headquarters. Although most of these news are slightly delayed, they are all authentic.

"It's okay, just do as I tell you. You still have to do some face-saving work. Make sure to give these people from the north a hard time. I still say the same thing, as long as you do a good job, you will get a reward!" Zhou Ke promised casually.

"Madam, just wait and see!" the gambler agreed with a happy face. The madam in front of him was a wealthy man, and she never hesitated to pay the bribes she deserved.

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After leaving Hongfu Teahouse, Zhou Ke first inspected the properties within his territory, and then went straight back to his castle—Matsuda Military Police Regiment Headquarters.

It was lunchtime when Zhou Ke returned to the regiment headquarters today. After he had his meal in the officers' mess, he saw Yokoyama Isamu holding a can of gray-white powder and sprinkling it on the plate.

"Mr. Yokoyama, what are you talking about?" Zhou Ke couldn't help but feel his stomach churning. He suddenly felt that the previous rumors were not completely impossible.

"Mr. Matsuda, it's rare for you to come to the cafeteria to eat, so I brought some seasonings with me. Would you like some too?" Yokoyama Isamu readily handed the spice box in his hand to Zhou Ke.

"What is it made of? It smells pretty good!" Zhou Ke smelled it and found that it had a very unique smell.

"Of course, this is made with thirteen exclusive secret seasonings!" said Yokoyama Isamu proudly.

"Matsuda-kun, don't worry, there are no ashes in it. This thing made by Yokoyama-kun is very popular in our cafeteria." Mori Hiromoto echoed.

The recent rumor that the Matsuda Military Police Regiment loves to eat rice mixed with ashes is because the secret seasoning developed by Isamu Yokoyama became very popular after being promoted in the regiment cafeteria, and both soldiers and officers like to add a little bit of it.

"Then I'll try it too." Zhou saw that the two men were very confident and no longer hesitated. He directly tried it according to Yokoyama Isamu's method.

After a while, Zhou Ke, who had finished a large bowl of rice with just the seasoning, looked very satisfied.

He felt that what Yokoyama Isamu had created seemed to be a good way to make money.

If the cost is not high, it would be very suitable for large-scale promotion in the military where supplies are scarce, or even across the country.

Thus, the nightmare of the imperial soldiers, the infamous Yokoyama brand rice seasoning was born.

Even the navy's elk that was left stranded on an isolated island had a taste of Yokoyama Isamu's masterpiece!