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

"Matsuda-kun, I'm about to be transferred. We may not have the chance to meet again after this separation!"

Zhou Ke, who had just returned to the office of the Third Branch from the temporary investigation team, ran into Otani Jiro who came to say goodbye, and the acting director Zhang Xu who accompanied him on the visit.

"You were doing so well, why did you suddenly leave?" Zhou Ke was a little surprised that Otani Jiro, who had just become familiar with him, was leaving so soon.

"Kimura defected, and someone is taking advantage of the situation to get me out, so I have to go to the front line!" Otani Jiro replied with a long sigh.

"Kimura-kun actually defected? What benefits did the Chinese give him?" Zhou Ke was shocked when he heard the news! They just had dinner together recently, how could they become close friends after not seeing each other for such a short time?

"No, no, he most likely defected to the Soviet Union. This is not an isolated case. According to our investigation, Kimura's teacher was once a member of the Japanese Communist Party. I don't know what this kid was thinking. He had a good life but insisted on going to Siberia to dig potatoes." Otani Jiro might have come to terms with it, and he didn't seem to have much resentment towards Kimura's defection.

"Then Otani-kun, you are an intelligence officer, but you are sent to the front line. Isn't this a bit too harsh a punishment? How about you spend some money and I can find someone I know to help you?"

Zhou Ke didn't really want Otani Jiro to leave. He always felt that this man had a card in his hand that he hadn't played yet. If he was gone, it would be difficult to see what was happening.

"Mr. Matsuda, thank you for your kindness, but it's not necessary. Although the front line is dangerous, there are also many opportunities to make meritorious deeds there." Although Jiro Otani didn't look very interested, he was not very opposed to going to the front line.

"Otani-kun, bullets don't have eyes. You still have to be careful."

"Thank you for your concern, but you are worrying too much, Matsuda-kun. The front line for intelligence officers like us is not a battlefield. I guess what I should worry about most in the future should be the bombing from the Empire." Otani Jiro said disapprovingly.

"In that case, I wish Otani-kun a successful start!"

"Thank you, Mr. Matsuda, for your good wishes. However, after I leave, I still want to ask you to take care of my junior. After all, it is still unknown who will take over my position. If he is not an easy person to get along with, I hope you can help him when necessary."

"You can rest assured about this. Even if you leave, I will take care of him for Senior Xiaodao's sake. And Zhang Xu, don't be polite to me when you come to the Third Division. If you need my help in the future, you can always come to me."

Zhou Ke agreed decisively. There was no need to hesitate. Zhang Xu's status was not low. Even if he could not recruit him for his own use, it would be good to establish a good relationship with him.

"Senior, please take care of me in the future! I have something else to do in the bureau, so I'll take my leave now." Zhang Xu bowed to Zhou Ke at the right time, then put down the small black box and left with an excuse.

"Mr. Matsuda, I trust your character. I will be relieved to know that Zhang Xu has your help in the future. Of course, I won't let you help me for nothing. I have a high-ranking accomplice in the Shanghai branch of the Military Control Commission. Unfortunately, I can't use him now, so I plan to hand him over to you."

"Give it to me? It would be better if you just give it directly to the Special High Police. It will also be a great achievement, right?" Zhou Ke did not agree in a hurry, but asked the reason with some curiosity.

"I tried, but no one took it seriously. Those guys who only cared about their official positions even thought that I made it up on the spur of the moment to reduce the punishment!" At this point, Otani Jiro, who had been calm, became a little angry.

Zhou Ke felt speechless after listening to what Otani Jiro said. No wonder the Special High Technology Bureau was suppressed by the Military Control Commission. It turned out that the bureaucratic thinking of the Special High Technology Bureau was also very serious.

"How about this, Otani-kun, you may not know that I have recently served as a special military advisor to the temporary investigation team, so I may be a little overwhelmed in the future. You can give Zhang Xu a copy of the information on this nail, and we will be responsible for it together. If we make achievements, we can also promote Zhang Xu to the position of director as soon as possible."

Zhou Ke did not refuse anymore. It was not bad to have a stake in the Shanghai area. At least he could understand the situation in the Shanghai area faster.

"Forget about Zhang Xu, he has too little experience. Besides, if senior Kojima hadn't told me to, I wouldn't have brought him to see you. Here is the information, please take a look first, Mr. Matsuda." Jiro Otani took out a document from his briefcase and handed it over.

The traitor's name is Zhang Baoguo, and Otani Jiro gave him the code name "Gambler". He is currently the deputy head of the Military Control Commission's Shanghai District Intelligence Group.

He was once captured by the Third Branch in a busy casino area, and then he took the initiative to surrender to the Japanese puppet personnel. Zhou Ke never expected that Otani Jiro could capture a junior high-ranking military undercover agent in such a simple way.

It was this person who caused the exposure of the intelligence team members who were arrested some time ago. Otani Jiro used an undercover member of the Military Control Commission who had long been under control in the Third Branch to reasonably divert the attention of the Military Control Commission, so that the culprit named Zhang Baoguo was still active in the Shanghai area of ​​the Military Control Commission without being suspected.

..........

Afternoon, in the private room of Hongfu Teahouse.

"dong dong"

"Excuse me, is Mr. Song here? I was introduced by Mr. Li."

"Come in, I'm Mr. Song."

Zhou Ke, who was connected to the boss, had a formal meeting with the gambler in the box.

"Please sit down. Mr. Li should have explained this to you in advance. From now on, I will be responsible for you."

"Greetings, Madam." The gambler didn't seem to care too much about the change of contact.

"This is the new contact code and dead mailbox address. I hope you can cooperate with me in the future." Zhou Ke said as he handed over a gold bar wrapped in a piece of paper.

"Hehe, as long as the funds are in place, I can cooperate with you in any way you need." Seeing the heavy gold bar in his hand, the gambler's eyes, which were already red due to congestion, became even redder.

"Very good. As long as you monitor the movements of the Shanghai District for me, you will get a lot of benefits. Is there anything worth paying attention to in the Shanghai District recently?"

Zhou Ke felt that the gambler in front of him should be a good tool. As long as he was used properly, it was not impossible to find other traitors through him. This was like a double-edged sword. Who to cut depended on what Zhou Ke, the swordsman, thought.

"There hasn't been anything worthy of attention recently, but I noticed a lot of new faces in the area since this morning. At first I thought they were new recruits, but the more I observed, the more I felt something was wrong. It's as if these people came here specifically to monitor us." The gambler thought for a while and said, holding the gold bar in his hand.

"The fact that you can sit here means that you are not being targeted. Say something useful." Zhou Ke knew that this was probably because his previous report attracted the attention of the higher-ups.

"Taijun, do we have other undercover agents in the Shanghai area?"

"Why do you think so?" The gambler's words successfully aroused Zhou Ke's interest.

"I have a friend in the district named Chu Yapeng. He is the secretary of our acting district chief. Since last night, I have always felt that something is wrong with him."

"What's wrong?" Zhou Ke was a little curious.

"When playing cards, he seemed to be preoccupied, and his logic in playing cards was not as rigorous as before. This is something that most people, including me, a veteran gambler, would not fail to notice. There is definitely something wrong with him," the gambler said confidently.

"You do have some real skills." Zhou Ke admired the gambler's observation ability.

"Is he one of ours? He won't involve me, will he?" the gambler asked worriedly.

"Don't ask about things you shouldn't know. You have nothing to do with other people. There will be no problem as long as you don't expose yourself." Zhou Ke gave the gambler a reassurance.

"I can rest assured that."

"Keep paying attention, no matter what the aspect is. If there is any movement from the Military Control Commission, report it to me at any time. You will get the benefits then." Zhou Ke is not short of money, but he lacks useful people like gamblers.

"Yes, just wait and see. As long as there is no shortage of funds, I can find out for you exactly how many times our district chief goes to the toilet a day." The gambler put the gold bar in his arms and agreed happily.