The spy career of a surgeon

Chapter 141 Clinging

Mitsui couldn't agree more with what the teacher said.

The military's goal is to occupy and rule the country, while the Black Dragon Society's goal should be to seize greater benefits.

Through huge results, they can submit a satisfactory answer to the domestic groups that provide them with funds, thereby obtaining more financial support.

In the end, capital is used to achieve status overtaking and join the upper class.

What he did the past few days was really wrong.

"Why did I do something so stupid?"

Mitsui couldn't help but look at what he had done in Shanghai in recent years.

In fact, when he first came to Shanghai, he had this goal in mind and was striving for the rise of the Black Dragon Society.

And with the victory of the first Songhu War, he intuitively realized that China's spy organization was so easy to deal with.

With the protection of the concession, members of the Black Dragon Society can come and go freely in Shanghai and do whatever they want.

Logically speaking, this road should be smooth and there would be no problem if we go on like this.

An idea flashed in Mitsui's mind, and he suddenly understood why his thinking had been subtly changed.

The Black Dragon Society has obviously made such great achievements, but in the eyes of the military department and the Military Police Headquarters, they are still a gangster who cannot stand on the stage.

Any captain in the intelligence department could yell at him, and every time he went to the Military Police Headquarters to ask for merit, he thought he would be treated as a distinguished guest after meritorious service. But in fact, it was extremely difficult to meet a major in the intelligence department.

Mitsui really understood that it was this psychological gap that caused some operational distortions in his command.

He clearly controlled the entire Shanghai area of ​​the Secret Service but did not move any troops. Even when several spies had been placed in, it was only a small fuss.

"Maybe it's because I have some unrealistic ideas. I hope that one day, when they encounter difficulties, those high-ranking majors, lieutenants and even generals will be able to be my disciples?"

Mitsui couldn't help but laugh at himself when he thought of the fantasy picture in his mind.

It's quite refreshing to think about such a thing, but as the teacher said, I haven't become ruthless enough.

The route is really wrong.

Mitsui came to his Mitsui Club as usual, and then called his close men.

"Takeuchi-kun, you have been with me for five years, right?"

"Yes, President." Takeuchi Miki nodded slightly to show respect.

Mitsui, who had his back turned to him and looked at the calligraphy of the word 'forbearance' on the wall, turned around.

"You have also seen the changes in the Black Dragon Society these days. The Secret Service is pursuing us and our people have suffered heavy losses.

Not long ago, across from me, our Black Dragon Society lost four more warriors, and in the French Concession and in Nanshi, I don’t know how many people died.

Even I am in danger.

Takeuchi, in times of crisis, the Black Dragon Association has always had a rule of choosing the next president in advance, and you are my friend and my most promising subordinate. This position of inheritance belongs to you. "

Takeuchi, who was listening in a fog, thought the president was asking him to come up with some ideas to deal with the Secret Service. When he suddenly heard these words, he was so excited that he choked up and said, "President, nothing will happen to you." of."

Mitsui shook his head slightly and did not talk about this matter, but said directly: "Takeuchi, with your qualifications in the Black Dragon Club, you are not particularly old, and the group of subordinates brought by the teacher are all the elites of the school and the Northeast. elder.

You want to stand out and get into the eyes of the teacher. Your current merit is not enough.

I have a big job assigned to you, and I hope you can complete it. "

Takeuchi nodded heavily and said sincerely: "President, please give me your instructions. Takeuchi will definitely live up to your trust."

Mitsui pulled out the long knife hanging on the wall, slowly unsheathed the long knife, stared at the tip of the knife, and said:
"The chief of the North China Secret Service, Major General Matsuro Dairo, will arrive at Shanghai North Railway Station at ten o'clock in the morning three days later.

Also traveling with us is our Emperor's younger brother, His Excellency the Prince.

The purpose of their coming to Shanghai is to meet with Commander Fujita, the commander in Shanghai, and what you have to do is collect antiques, calligraphy and paintings in the concession.

The action doesn’t need to be too big, but it must be exquisite.

Then you go to various antique shops in Nanshi, still looking for calligraphy and painting antiques, and you also want high-quality products. "

This matter didn't sound difficult at all, Takeuchi nodded heavily.

"Okay, I'll go get it right away. Are these gifts going to the two big shots?"

Mitsui didn't answer and pointed the tip of his knife to the ground.

“You will be in an antique shop and accidentally break a beautiful porcelain vase.

The price of this piece of porcelain was high. You refused to admit that it was your fault, so you had a dispute with your boss and were unwilling to pay any penny.

But the boss obviously didn't think so and even called the police, so you turned around and ran away, causing some small commotion.

The owner of the store you were looking for was a person with a background. You struggled a lot while escaping, but you were still caught and taken to the police station.

You identify yourself as Japanese and ask to see the Japanese ambassador, and then your matter will be known to the people in the Secret Service.

And under their investigation, your extensive collection of antiques in the past few days will definitely not be hidden from their investigation.

Then, they will become curious about your purpose.

You will be interrogated, and you will be wounded and dying after carrying it for a day and a night.

The shocking news was finally revealed. "

"Major General Matsuro Dairo, the head of the secret service, arrived in Shanghai." Takeuchi murmured, his expression changing drastically.

How could he not guess that this was a conspiracy? He didn't know the significance of this plan, but he knew that if he accepted the plan, the torture that followed day and night would definitely be very terrifying.

He looked at Mitsui in fear and asked, "President, does it have to be like this?"

The tip of Mitsui's knife scratched the wooden board on the ground, leaving a thin scratch. Then he raised his hand and slashed with the straight knife in the air!
There were bursts of sword wind.

"After this battle, the entire Shanghai District of the Secret Service will be wiped out.

This credit will all be recorded on your head.

By then, all of Shanghai will be at our mercy.

And you, if I am not dead, you will be the vice president. If I am dead, you will be the president.

Don't worry, I won't let you die. There will be eight people following you secretly. Once the plan is successful, they will rescue you.

Of course, if you don't want to go, I can find someone else.

There is another reason for choosing you, because the Secret Service is likely to know that you are my assistant. It is more reasonable for you to know this.

You decide it yourself. "

public concession.

Bank run by Japanese.

Takeda Seihei withdrew 25000 yen.

He immediately called a rickshaw and headed to Zhou Qinghe's clinic.

We still need to pay close attention to the matter of paying back the money.

Although he had to kneel down to Zhou Qinghe in the izakaya, this was obviously nothing.

The following offense has offended the dignity of the superior, and kneeling down is just a common thing.

It's very polite not to die.

When he came out of No. 10 Gongguan Road, Seiichi Kimura's last sarcastic words reminded him, "It's useless to flatter me. You have to pat Major Fujita who is facing you."

Yup!

It is useless to flatter others, but it is definitely useful to flatter Zhou Qinghe.

Coming to Shanghai is no different than being in Japan. There may be many military and political figures in the country, all of whom have great power. With the intertwined forces, just trying to please one or two people is of no use.

And others won't treat him well.

But in Shanghai, there is no military department and no political circles. There is only the gendarmerie headquarters stationed in Shanghai. The headquarters is the only king on the battlefield.

The relationship between Major Fujita and Commander Fujita is so close. If he can please him, it will definitely be of great help to his life in Shanghai in the next few years.

At present, Major Fujita is hiding in the French Concession to open a clinic. It is obviously not easy to obtain his preferences from other channels.

Takeda thought about it and felt that he could attack his female assistant.

"It's obviously easier to get in touch with her than with Major Fujita."

Women all like rouge and gouache, and as time goes by, they will fall in love, talk, and send gifts. It should not be difficult to understand Major Fujita's preferences.

"Stop the car."

Takeda Seihei passed by the mall and bought a bottle of quite high-end perfume. When he took out the money to pay the bill, he heard the clerk next to him chatting, talking about explosions and Gongguan Road.

Takeda was immediately alert!

He immediately smiled and asked, "Where did you just say the address of the explosion was?"

"It seems to be No. [-] Gongguan Road." The clerk answered casually while changing the money.

Takeda's expression changed, he turned around and ran away. "Hey, your perfume."

Takeda paused, returned to pick up the perfume, turned around and ran away.

"Go to Gongguan Road quickly"

Takeda suddenly stopped talking to the rickshaw driver, so it shouldn't be too obvious.

"Go to Mailan's House on Gongguan Road."

"okay."

The rickshaw driver quickly pulled into position.

No. 10 Gongguan Road is really close to Mailan's house, just two houses next to each other.

Takeda Seihei paid the money calmly, got out of the car and took a look at the movement not far away. Several policemen were surrounding it, and a big hole had been blown out of the entire door due to the impact of the explosion.

Takeda Seihei broke into a cold sweat, and then his hair stood on end.

If he hadn't gone out to withdraw money, he should be among the people who were bombed now, and he might be dead or alive.

What made him even more horrified was that this address was bombed, which meant that the previous operation must have failed, otherwise such a secret place would never be discovered.

And the fact that the other party was able to find this place so quickly shows that the capabilities of the Shanghai District of the Secret Service are by no means as simple as what was stated in the Mitsui telegram.

How could it have been discovered?

Damn Mitsui!
Now is not the time to think about this. He needs to immediately determine the casualties and then report the situation here to the teacher immediately.

He asked nearby passers-by.

"Brother, what happened?"

The passerby man replied to him, "Oh, it seems that someone is seeking revenge. I threw a grenade and found three people inside. I don't know whether they are dead or alive."

"Then they should all be dead, right?" Takeda Chenghei smiled and reminded him to continue talking.

The man smiled casually, "Who knows, anyway, he was taken to St. Mary's Hospital, and the police followed him. The grenade exploded. Even if he survives, he will be seriously injured. In this world, tsk."

The man shook his head and left.

Takeda Seihei turned around and walked in the alley, made several anti-tracking actions in succession, and finally jumped over the wall to confirm that he was not being followed.

Then he went to St. Mary's Hospital.

After some inquiries, he found a public phone outside the hospital and called the teacher.

"Hello, sensei, I'm Takeda."

Takeda Seihei told the situation on his side, and then heard the reply from teacher Inoue Noaki.

"You can stay in the French Concession and take care of them with peace of mind. There is no need to come back for the time being. I will send someone to find you when needed."

"is teacher."

Since the teacher had no instructions for his next actions, Takeda Chenghei just ignored it.

After thinking about it, several other people were still undergoing operations in the hospital, and he was going to contact Zhou Qinghe. He couldn't help but think that this was actually a good opportunity to contact Zhou Qinghe.

Pay some money to let Major Fujita see a doctor for them, and give them more money. Wouldn't this be a good opportunity to get closer?
Thinking of this, Takeda Seihei went back to withdraw another 1 yuan. After all, he was treating the three of them, so obviously he couldn't be blamed for spending more money.

This is for their own good.

He came to the clinic.

Ma Qingqing has been waiting for the God of Wealth to arrive, thinking about the 7500 yen. That is a big house!

After waiting and waiting, Takeda Seihei finally appeared, thinking to himself that this person came quite quickly, what a good person.

Takeda nodded to Ma Qingqing with respect: "I don't know what the doctor is called."

Takeda Seihei is also a smart man. Since he is disguised here, he must have a disguised name, and he did not call it out rashly.

"Doctor Zhou." Ma Qingqing told him.

"Oh." Takeda Chenghei nodded clearly: "I'm here to pay back the money I owe Dr. Zhou."

Takeda Seihei handed over 25000 yen, followed by a bottle of perfume, and said with a smile: "Miss you there."

"Doctor Ma."

"This is so offensive to you, Miss Ma. It's really rude."

"It's okay, it's over." Ma Qingqing smiled slightly and looked at the money in his hand, feeling a little dazed for a moment.

This is not right.

The boss seemed to have said it was 5000 yen per person and 15000 yen for three people, which is no problem.

But it says 200 on the door, which refers to French currency. Why did this guy give me [-] yen?
Should I tell him this?
When it comes to dealing with Japanese people, of course she shouldn't tell him in theory, but since the boss is not here, she can't make her own decisions, which makes this a bit troublesome.

Forget it, just pretend you didn’t see it.

Ma Qingqing put the money on the table, then looked at him with a smile and said, "Is there anything else?"

"Yes, yes." Takeda Chenghei nodded quickly, glanced at the room and asked, "I wonder where Dr. Zhou is now? I have a few more patients, and I would like his help to look after them. Of course, the consultation fee will be paid."

It was easy to pay for the consultation fee. Just as Ma Qingqing was a little undecided about the [-] yen matter, she said she would wait and called Zhou Qinghe.

Zhou Qinghe discovered that there was really no luck in sleeping today.

Not long after I lay down, the phone rang again. I picked up the phone and found out that the Japanese had arrived. After thinking about it for a while, I came up with some guesses.

The Japanese were half killed by the explosion, and then the Japanese came to him for treatment. How could this be so embarrassing?

"Okay, let him wait."

Zhou Qinghe washed up slowly and with the style of a major, and then rushed to the clinic.

Takeda Seihei immediately nodded respectfully, and then said quietly: "I apologize for the inconvenience of saluting Major Fujita outside."

Why are you so polite?Are you addicted to kneeling again and again?Zhou Qinghe glanced at him doubtfully and raised his hand slightly: "Tell me, where is the person you want to save?"

"At St. Mary's Hospital."

"What's the specific situation?" Zhou Qinghe asked pretending not to know.

Things had already happened, and Takeda Seihei didn't want to hide it from Zhou Qinghe. Besides, he was a dignified major commander. He had nothing to hide, so he simply told the reason directly.

It was said that they had set up a safe house for the action team here, but it was bombed by people from the Secret Service for no apparent reason, causing unknown casualties.

Zhou Qinghe had a look of disdain on his face: "Is your Black Dragon Society such a waste? It really surprised me that a Chinese agent could come to your door without knowing anything about the situation. Chief Fujita told me that you are somewhat useful, but Your behavior is nothing like it.”

Takeda Chenghei was ashamed, smiled, and had nothing to say.

"Let's go, then go to the hospital. Now that you've found me, I can't just sit back and watch. The doctors here are average and I still have to come."

As Zhou Qinghe, there was only so much he could say. If the conversation continued, there would be times when the confessions would not match up.

It’s okay to ask a few casual questions about the Black Dragon Club.

If I ask more questions, if the Japanese confesses to someone from the Military Police Headquarters, it will be all over.

Obviously, there is some information that he should not know.

However, Zhou Qinghe didn't speak, and Takeda Chenghei stood aside, so it was inappropriate not to speak.

In particular, it was very shameful for members of the Black Dragon Society to be approached by Chinese agents. If they wanted to get close to Zhou Qinghe, they had to show their worth and not be taken lightly.

He simply said: "Actually, the truth is not what you think. In fact, our Black Dragon Society mobilized many people from China this time. Although the people from the Secret Service took the lead this time, the main reason is that we are not familiar with the place. , there are inherent disadvantages, but we will definitely take revenge soon."

Zhou Qinghe couldn't talk about things he didn't know, so he said two words coldly and uninterestedly: "Really? Ha"

These words sounded particularly mocking to Takeda, full of disbelief and contempt.

Takeda knew the status of the Black Dragon Society in the heart of the Military Police Headquarters, so he emphasized: "Yes, it must be possible, because this time our president also came to Shanghai in person."

"Oh." Zhou Qinghe was still cold and cold.

Takeda Chenghei looked at Zhou Qinghe's uninterested expression and smiled.

"Actually, our teacher Inoue still has some connections in the military. Of course, coming to Shanghai would be inseparable from the strong support of the Military Police Headquarters. I believe that our teachers will definitely want to meet important people like Major Fujita in the future. How about I introduce it to you?"

"I'm not interested, and I don't have the time."

After Zhou Qinghe finished speaking, he gave him a strange look: "When is the time? Your men are injured. What kind of teacher are you? Why don't you come and take a look for yourself? Isn't that too callous?"

"It's not convenient for the teacher to move now, mainly because he lives in Mitsui's house. Mitsui Minami, the president of Mitsui Club, has you ever heard of him?

This company is quite famous in the public settlement.

Mitsui was targeted by people from the Secret Service. The teacher lived in Mitsui's home. Once he came in and out, people from the Secret Service would also know about it.

So the teacher can't move easily now. It's not that he doesn't care about us, it's just to prevent accidents and people from the Secret Service. "

"Oh~, so what kind of teacher are you, you live in Mitsui's house." Zhou Qinghe nodded: "What a good student."

(End of this chapter)