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

"Mr. Yokoyama, don't make such a fuss. I'm afraid we'll fail! Just tell me what you think!" Zhou Ke urged. Among the three people, he was the one who least wanted the current business to go wrong. After all, if this line was used well, it would be a blood transfusion line for the comrades in the border area.

"Our Shanghai Military Police Command has a tradition of sending military police to the battlefield to exercise supervisory power every year. If I remember correctly, the time should be next week. I think we can do something about it! As for what method to use, I'm afraid I can't think of it. It depends on you two!" After saying this, Yokoyama Isamu looked at Zhou Ke and the others with his seemingly unwise eyes.

"I'm afraid that's not possible. The troops that go to the battlefield to exercise supervision only recruit two battalions of people every year, and the assessment requirements are very high. In addition, because many officers want to go to the battlefield to gain military merit, there are quite a few people who sign up every year. I think this matter may be a bit difficult to implement!"

Hiromoto Mori felt that this matter was not easy to handle. Although the assessment results of the Yoshino Military Police were not as bad as the Tokugawa Military Police, which had been hovering at the bottom year after year, it would be difficult to be selected for the scarce quota.

"That thing is difficult for us, but it's actually not difficult for Yoshino's people. The reason why Major Yoshino applied every year but was always rejected is actually because the chief examiner, Major General Takeuchi from the headquarters, was a comrade-in-arms of his late father!" Yokoyama Isamu told the gossip he had learned before.

"That's even more inappropriate. The risk factor for our military police going to the battlefield is actually not that high. Why didn't the major general approve it? I see that many high-ranking officials with connections will put the juniors they want to take care of on the list." Mao Li Hiromoto asked in some surprise.

"Because one time, this iron-faced neighbor of mine seized a batch of contraband sold by his uncle from his own territory..." Yokoyama Isamu told an old story. Zhou Ke and Mao Li Hiromoto arrived late and did not know the whole story.

"This isn't some unsolvable grudge, right? Both of them are wrong. If Major Yoshino just gives in, won't the matter be over?" Maori Hiromoto was even more puzzled. He originally thought there was some big feud, but after all this time it turned out to be just such a trivial matter.

"Mr. Mori, your territory is a bit far from the jurisdiction of the Yoshino Military Police, so you may not understand the character of Major Yoshino. As long as he thinks it is right, especially something he has done nothing wrong, he will never bow his head." Zhou Ke recalled Major Yoshino's usual style of doing things and spoke.

"Do you have any ideas, Mr. Matsuda?" When Yokoyama Yong saw Zhou Ke drinking tea again, he knew that this colleague whose ideas were far better than his must have a solution.

"I have also heard of Major General Takeuchi of the headquarters. He is not an unreasonable person. The reason why he has been suppressing Major Yoshino is simply because he is angry. We can settle this matter by spending money!" Zhou Ke said, putting down the teacup.

"This is a good idea. Tell me the details! Let's discuss it." Mao Li Hiromoto was not a stupid man. He understood Zhou Ke's meaning instantly.

"I calculated that the things Yokoyama-kun just mentioned are not that valuable. We can send a relatively generous compensation gift to Major Takeuchi in the name of Major Yoshino, and say a few polite words, and the matter should be over. By then, with the level of the Yoshino Military Police, even if Major Takeuchi doesn't help, it should be no problem for them to be selected into the list."

"Well, Mr. Matsuda's idea is feasible. In fact, to be on the safe side, we can bring a handwritten letter from Major Yoshino, which will be more effective." Mori Hiromoto added at the right time.

"A handwritten letter? I'm afraid that honest major wouldn't be able to write such a thing?" Yokoyama Isamu felt that Mori Hiromoto's idea was a bit naive.

"Mr. Yokoyama, you said that we had a conflict with the Yoshino gendarmerie today. It would be reasonable for us to go to Major Yoshino to negotiate peace, right? Then we can praise him a few words and make a calligraphy work of Major Yoshino, right? It should be easy to find someone to imitate his handwriting and write a simple apology letter!" Zhou Ke gave his own plan.

"Can calligraphy be the same as normal writing?" asked Yokoyama Isamu with a raised eyebrow.

"Mr. Yokoyama, it doesn't matter whether this thing looks like something or not, as long as it has this name. In this way, we can temporarily ease the relationship with the Yoshino Military Police and achieve our goal!" Maori Hiromoto thought Zhou Ke's idea was quite clever.

"And even if this gets out, it's no big deal. No matter how old-fashioned Major Yoshino is, he will just go with the flow instead of going against the position he has always wanted." Zhou Ke continued to explain, taking over Maori Hiromoto's words.

"Then it's settled. It's up to you two to use your brains!" Yokoyama Isamu poured himself another cup of tea comfortably. He felt that it was quite nice not to have to use his brain!

"Sir, your friend is here." The three of them had just decided on the plan when Shimizu Nobuya arrived at the izakaya.

"Welcome to the jurisdiction of our Tokugawa Military Police. The person next to me whom you have not seen is Mr. Yokoyama!" Zhou Ke invited Shimizu Nobu to take a seat and introduced the two people who met for the first time to each other.

"Mr. Matsuda, you are so polite! Thank you for preparing such a sumptuous meal!" Looking at the fine wine and various delicacies from his hometown that were served on the table one after another, Shimizu Nobu couldn't help swallowing and thanking him sincerely.

Shimizu Nobu thought he had a good family background, but after living in the military camp for a long time, he looked at the huge table covered with all kinds of delicious food and felt that he had lived a miserable life before! He now wanted to join Zhou Ke's corrupt group very urgently.

"We are not outsiders. Just treat this place as your own home. You can come and sit down anytime when you are free. I have already talked to the manager here. You and the colonel can have a free meal." Zhou Ke poured a glass of wine for Shimizu Nobu very enthusiastically. He wanted to corrupt any young man with both strength and background that he could.

"Haha, thank you very much. In fact, even if Matsuda-kun didn't look for me today, I would have come to you! Our colonel asked me to find time to thank you a long time ago, but I have been very busy recently." Shimizu Nobu took the wine glass and drank it all.

As new corrupt officials came to the table, the four like-minded people kept toasting each other. Although Shimizu Nobu enjoyed the meal, he also came to the banquet with a mission.

Under the management of Colonel Shimizu, the Shimizu Brigade has always had a lot of equipment scrapped during "training" every year, but it is difficult to contact high-quality middlemen like Zhou Ke.

So this time Qing Shuixin came to Zhou Ke and the other two to continue the business they had done last time. As the parasites of the empire, Zhou Ke and the other two naturally hit it off and readily agreed.

Soon, the two groups of people, who were in tune with each other, enjoyed the meal with delicious food and wine. Most importantly, Zhou Ke's trio and Shimizu Nobu's Shimizu United, not only reached a long-term priority cooperation in the purchase of scrap weapons, but also became an unbreakable alliance on certain matters involving principles.

After sending Shimizu Nobu away, Zhou Ke sent the drunk Yokoyama Isamu and Maori Hiromoto back. After the three agreed to go to see Major Yoshino together tomorrow morning, Zhou Ke returned to the Third Division.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he arrived at the Third Branch, Zhou Ke saw Director Zhang Xu, the nominal head of the Third Branch, who was anxiously waiting downstairs in the office building.

"Director Zhang, is there anything I can help you with?" Although Zhang Xu is a junior in front of Zhou Ke, Zhou Ke will always give him enough face in front of others.

"Commander Matsuda, you are finally here. If you hadn't come, I would have come to your house to beg you for mercy!" Zhang Xu's face was full of worry, and there were even some tears in the corners of his eyes.

"What happened? Come to my office and tell me." Zhou Ke agreed and brought Zhang Xu, who was no longer talking, to the office.

"Senior, you have to help me with this. My sister who works for the Manchurian Railway Company has been captured and taken to the No. 76 Special Agent Headquarters! You are the person I know who is most likely to help me!"

Just now on the way, Zhang Xu seemed to have been brewing his emotions for a while. As soon as he entered the house and opened his mouth, he started crying and snotting. Zhou Ke, who was just about to pick up the teacup to make a cup of chrysanthemum tea to wake himself up, was frightened.