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

"What happened?" Yokoyama Isamu asked with a puzzled look on his face after watching the plainclothes police officers hurry up the stairs.

"Mr. Yokoyama, don't worry about so much. Let's leave as soon as the reinforcements arrive. What matters now is saving our lives. Too many things have happened in the Shanghai Stock Exchange recently. Let's protect our territory and wait and see!" After saying this, Hiromoto Mori immediately went to the hospital's telephone room and started calling for help.

"Let's go make a phone call." Yokoyama Isamu, who had already called for reinforcements, pulled Zhou Ke and followed Mao Li Hiromoto to the telephone room again.

After a while, the three people who had shaken the people came to the lobby on the first floor and continued to wait. As a result, more than ten minutes later, the first person they waited for was not the men who came to support them, but the military police that Zhou Ke had sent out to pursue them.

"What's going on? Why are you carrying so many plainclothes officers back?" Zhou Ke pointed at the plainclothes officers carried by his military police and asked No. 3, who was sweating profusely.

"Sir, we haven't caught up with them. These are the plainclothes officers who were deployed on the outer perimeter and those chasing us in front." Number Three took a deep breath and answered.

"Yunzi is so clueless that he has to deploy defense with such a small number of people." Yokoyama Isamu said sarcastically.

"Sir, it's not just these few people, it's just these few people who are still conscious. There was an explosion when we were chasing them just now, and many people died. But fortunately, we were a little far away, so no one was injured."

"When did the plainclothes police become so brave and chase so hard!" Zhou Ke always felt that there was something strange about the matter.

"Sir, when we were chasing someone, we passed by a pub and encountered another ambush. It seemed that they were injured while protecting some important person." No. 3 explained.

"This is interesting." Zhou Ke and the other two looked at each other meaningfully, and at the same time, they tacitly decided not to get involved in this matter.

"Mr. Matsuda, you guys have to be careful recently. Just now, our senior Doiyuan from the Special High Technology Department had an accident on the way to see Miss Jin. How many people do you have left?" Nanzō Yunko walked downstairs anxiously with her men and asked Zhou Ke and the other two.

"Ms. Yunzi, I really want to help you, but the people I sent out to pursue had an accident, and few of them came back alive." Zhou Ke pointed at the No. 3 and his men who were covered in dust and looked a little embarrassed, and his meaning was clear.

"The reinforcements I called for should be arriving soon. Miss Yunzi, please be patient. It won't be too late to investigate the situation after the reinforcements arrive."

Without waiting for Minamizō Yunoko to speak again, Maori Hiromoto took the initiative to agree, but anyone with a discerning eye knew that Minamizō Yunoko might not be able to wait too long.

"My men are all squatting..."

"Forget it, I'll go over first. Matsuda-kun, you guys should pay attention to the shooting."

Nanzō Yunko interrupted Yokoyama Isamu who was about to say something, briefly explained something to Zhou Ke, and quickly left with her men.

"Why didn't she just listen to my excuses and left?" Yokoyama Isamu muttered in dissatisfaction. He had just racked his brains to come up with a reason that he thought was appropriate.

"You don't send anyone out, so why should people listen to your made-up stories? And don't say anything, I'm not curious about the excuses you made up."

Hiromoto Mori picked up a cigarette and stuffed it into the mouth of Isamu Yokoyama who was about to say something.

"Pah, pah, pah! What kind of cigarette are you smoking? Don't you know that smoking is prohibited in hospitals?" Without waiting for his men to hand him a light, Yokoyama Isamu spat the cigarette onto the ground.

.........

"Sir, it seems we left too early!" A plainclothes officer under Nanzō Yunko pointed at the military police and a large number of black-clad police officers who were gathering towards the hospital and said.

"…The place where Doi-Yuan-senpai is hiding is not far from here. Matsuda-kun and the others are making such a big noise, I think he should be safe now. Let's go over there quickly."

Although Nanzō Yunko felt a little regretful, she had no time to look back, so she led her men straight to Doiyuan's hiding place.

.........

"Matsuda-kun, Yokoyama-kun, if you have anyone, please contact us quickly. My channels can't handle all the goods right now. If we delay for too long, there will be some trouble." After Minamijō Yunko walked away, Mori Hiromoto started to talk about business.

"Don't worry about me. I make a living mainly by collecting protection fees and tolls. They dare not accept your goods and they can't eat them. After all, gang fights can't use mortars." Yokoyama Isamu said bluntly.

"Mr. Matsuda, you should have a lot of big customers who buy medicine. Since ancient times, military equipment and medicine have been inseparable. Please help me contact them, otherwise I can only go to the lieutenant colonel."

Mao Li Hiromoto would not ask his boss for help unless it was absolutely necessary. Although Tokugawa Yuichi had many connections, asking him for help with such a small matter would only lower his status in the boss's heart.

Of course the most important thing is to find Lieutenant Colonel Tokugawa, which basically means there is no money to be made.

"Mr. Maori, you shouldn't have any trouble selling these things. But you know the situation now. It's not that I don't want to help you. The key is that the risk of selling them at this time is too great, and the price is so high. Who of my customers would dare to buy them?"

Although Zhou Ke really wanted to ask Lao Sun to send someone to take over immediately, he still had to keep the price down because this old guy Mao Li's business was extremely profitable.

"Brother, I understand. Your people are also in trouble. I will lower the previous price by 30%. Please help me ask. I will pay all the money if anyone wants it."

As both of them were experienced professionals, Mao Li Hongyuan immediately understood what Zhou Ke meant and quickly made concessions on the price.

"Okay, Maori-kun, I'll help you find out when I get back."

"Can you give me another 20%? Can we settle it as soon as possible in the next two days? I'm afraid something might go wrong if we delay it too long." Mao Li Hiromoto gritted his teeth and gave up another 20% of the profit.

"Don't give in anymore, Maori-kun. It's not easy for everyone and we are not outsiders. Maybe my clients will be your long-term clients in the future. I will try my best to sell the goods to you in the shortest time. You should keep the money and give more tolls to Yokoyama-kun."

Zhou Ke did not let Mao Li Hong Yuan bleed again, after all, this was a long-term business. If it were not for special circumstances, Mao Li Hong Yuan's weapons would not have trouble selling, and there was no need to do it for the sake of the immediate petty profits.

"Mr. Matsuda is very open-minded. Next time you buy goods from me, I will give you a 30% discount." Mao Li Hiromoto seemed very happy at this time.

This was not only because the tricky goods had a new market channel, but mainly because he now felt that he had gained a true partner.

If Zhou Ke had accepted the last 20% offer, then after this transaction, even for the sake of Lieutenant Colonel Tokugawa, Mao Li Hiromoto would definitely not give Zhou Ke too much supply. But Zhou Ke refused it right away, which undoubtedly showed that Zhou Ke's character was reliable.

"Mr. Hengshan, how far can you deliver in the Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas? I remember that I have a big client who seems to be in Jiaxing. He is very powerful and can probably take over a lot." Zhou Ke remembered that Lao Sun mentioned the border area in Jiaxing and asked.

"It's no big deal, it's just over a hundred miles. Don't worry, my people are absolutely professional when it comes to delivery. But we need to communicate with each other in advance, and your clients should not use my people as a credit. It's not easy to make a living!" Yokoyama Isamu patted his chest and made the promise, and gave another reminder at the end.

"Don't worry, Yokoyama-kun. As long as my client is sure he wants the goods, he will definitely send a guide to go with you. There will be no problems in receiving the goods."

"That would be great! You can get the guide a military uniform in advance to save him trouble later."

Zhou Ke finalized the matter in just a few words, but what he didn't know was that what would happen next would bring a strange experience to Old Sun who lived in the International Settlement.