The spy career of a surgeon

Chapter 155 Japanese Media
Early the next morning.

When everyone at the Military Police Headquarters came to work, Maruyama Hide was still working.

Hide Maruyama, the human being in the office, looked a little surprised.

Because the work that should be done should have been completed yesterday, and they knew this.

But looking at Shu Maruyama, it was obvious that he had stayed up all night, his hair was messy, and there was some dirt on his suit jacket, which was very unseemly.

People in the office frowned, but no one asked or cared, because they all knew that their boss didn't like Maruyama Shu.

Such is office politics, although they can't say they hate Maruyama Shu.

Even because Maruyama Hide was the son of his mother and an unknown wild man, they were disgusted by their superiors, and they might even have the slightest sympathy.

But if the boss doesn't like it, they don't like it.

Alienating Hide Maruyama and turning him into a joke during office chit-chat would obviously make him more gregarious.

Then, in order to please their superiors, some people would borrow money from time to time to trick Maruyama into showing off.

In order to stay in this group, Shu Maruyama used to lend money with a smile even though he knew he was being cheated. It was only recently that he saw little results, so he restrained himself a little.

That would be even more annoying.

They looked at each other, whispered, then returned to their seats and sat down, waiting for the show to begin.

I saw it when I was passing by. The stained documents and reports, coupled with the clothes, you can guess what happened. It's nothing more than wrestling or something like that.

It will be troublesome later.

There was no one to help, and Maruyama Shu actually didn't expect others to come to help. If he made more mistakes, others would not be stupid enough to take the initiative in this matter.

As long as he works hard, he should be able to write at noon without any distractions.

But he didn't notice that after a while, the office suddenly became quiet, and then, following the guidance of his confidant's eyes, a middle-aged man walked slowly to his side.

Then his expression became gloomier.

His boss, Kato Kumagoro.

Kato Kumagoro picked up a piece of paper that was slightly dry from the muddy water on the table. This action was noticed by Maruyama Hide. He turned his head and looked at the gloomy and bearded face, which made him feel a little suffocated.

"I can explain it." Maruyama Xiu stood up, still stumbling a bit when he spoke.

Although he hates Kato Kumagoro, this is clearly his problem.

"The smell of dirt and alcohol, is this how you vent your dissatisfaction?"

Kato Kumagoro put the paper on the table, slammed his fingers on the table, and stared at Maruyama Hide with falcon-like eyes and asked.

“Create an accident to amplify the matter, prevent salaries from being paid, and make everyone explore what happened last night.

And then let everyone think it's my problem that makes you so frustrated, so you can gain sympathy from others? "

"No, I didn't." Faced with the slander, Maruyama Shu immediately denied it loudly and looked at the eyes of the people around him for recognition.

"No?" Kato Kumagoro smiled a little coldly: "Just like your mother, she is really scheming."

"Don't talk about my mother!" Maruyama Hide's temper exploded at this topic. He shouted loudly and his fists were already clenched.

"What, you still want to beat up your boss in the office?"

Kato Kumagoro glanced at the fist underneath him, and snorted disdainfully: "You know that today is the day to pay wages, you create such a big trouble, and if something goes wrong, let the entire accounting department take the blame with you, you are worthy of the people in the office Are these colleagues who work hard?"

"I haven't. I'll be done by noon."

"Completed? Just miscalculate one or two numbers, and then things will still return to the original point. How can I not know what your plan is? You are too scheming."

After Kato Kumagoro finished speaking, he turned to the other people in the office and said: "Come on, you all help him. Check all the accounts carefully. Things must be handed in on time. We will calculate this account afterwards."

"Yes!" others in the office responded.

"No, I can finish it myself." Maruyama Hide wanted to protest, but he couldn't stop other colleagues from saying it was okay and taking the documents from his desk one by one.

Maruyama Hide sat down with a drooped face, his eyes blank.

He must be able to do things on his own in time. Once he is done, he will make up for his mistakes. Nothing will happen and this matter will eventually pass.

But if someone else does it for him, the meaning of the matter is different.

It was he who was using small tricks to harm everyone in the department, but Kato Kumagoro, the wise leader, saw through his conspiracy and resolved the crisis perfectly.

"Wow, that's an extra 300 yuan. Maruyama-kun, do you have any acquaintances in the secretary's office?" A voice exclaimed from the desk not far away.

"Impossible." Maruyama Xiu stood up immediately.

The man smiled half-heartedly and said, "You're too scheming. I've already changed it for you, otherwise it would be troublesome."

On the other side, in a teahouse not far from the Military Police Headquarters.

Zhou Qinghe held a newspaper and read it while eating breakfast.

He came very early, and this was already the second teahouse.

Time is very tight and the schedule is very full, so I have to sacrifice a little sleep time to record people.

During work hours in the morning, this is obviously a good time period to observe the personnel entering and exiting the Military Police Headquarters, remember their appearance, and create an impression in your mind of the time when work begins.

Observation at the first teahouse, real meal time at the second one.

There is a lot in today's newspapers.

First of all, his operation was successful yesterday, and various newspapers rushed to report on it. This was Zhang Xiaolin's follow-up report after becoming famous in the first newspaper, and once again established Zhou Qinghe's medical authority in the surgical community in the concession.

The benefit is that not only the number of patients asking about the treatment of myocardial infarction has increased, but in other aspects, more and more wealthy people have come to inquire about their condition and prepare for surgery.

The reputation has really spread, and as long as today's newspapers spread the word, there will definitely be no need to worry about the subsequent source of the disease.

According to experience, there will be a peak period when patients gather, and then it will return to normal. After that, patients can choose to have surgery as long as it is not a serious surgery.

As for ordinary surgeries, most people will obviously not come to him for surgery. After all, the price is there, and the fee is so painful that everyone will feel pain.

The second report was a report made by Zhou Qing and an acquaintance.

Ono, a Japanese journalist whom I met during the St. Mary's Hospital incident.

Ono, a small Japanese, was so ill-intentioned to watch the excitement that he actually went to interview Lei Shitong, the director of the French Concession Public Affairs Bureau, who set up the bureau at the time. He also gave Lei Shitong a look of disgust, and left in anger because he didn't want to be interviewed. Back photo.

so bad.

Lei Shitong did not accept an interview. Xiaoye talked to himself in the report, greatly praising Zhou Qinghe's medical skills, and then explicitly mentioned that during the St. Mary's incident, Dr. Zhou suffered injustice and was killed by a blind public board director. All sorts of frame-ups.

Without mentioning this person's name, he just had a picture of his back walking away in anger, and the wording was that of a big shot in the French Concession.

He also said in a weird way that if this big shot had had the insight to recognize heroes and not resorted to dirty tricks, maybe Dr. Zhou would be a doctor at St. Mary's Hospital now.

It is simply blind and incompetent. It is recommended that France replace this director immediately to avoid such ridiculous and generous things from happening again.

After some criticism, Zhou Qinghe wanted to laugh at the level of eccentricity.

Lei Shitong was probably furious when he saw this report.

Anyway, when Zhou Qinghe was having breakfast, he heard many foreign friends who were having breakfast trying to find out who was the director of the public board of directors at that time.

One day I'll find out where Ono lives and buy him a pen and send it over.

The third report shows that the problem is very serious.

Zhou Qinghe looked at the third report expressionlessly.

This is also a Japanese media report. An explosion occurred in a freight warehouse in Zhabei District last night. It was suspected that it was caused by poor storage of gunpowder and ineffective rescue. 38 people were killed and injured.

If it were just like this, it wouldn't attract Zhou Qinghe's attention.

But the Japanese media behind this report used an entire newspaper page to report on three incidents. This incident was the largest, at the top, and the other two reports were at the bottom.

The first is reports on the 19 action team members who were killed by Zeng Haifeng, accompanied by pictures.

The second one is a photo of the seven missing people under Zeng Haifeng gathered together. The background is the Military Police Headquarters. The other six people are not smiling, or even have straight faces, but the one in the middle is smiling.

The missing team leader.

Zhou Qinghe had a judgment, and next to it was a statement.

Government employees, seeking asylum due to the incompetence of the government, requested to become Japanese nationals.

Putting the three articles together, it is self-evident why the freight warehouse exploded.

I didn’t point it out intentionally, but everyone who saw it knew that this was the Japanese’s revenge.

Not leaving any verbal clues.

This report spread and was seen by Boss Dai and the principal. It was feared that Zeng Haifeng would be in trouble.

Zhou Qinghe put down the newspaper, finished the food quickly, and headed to the hospital.

Zeng Haifeng was undergoing a major change of safe houses. He knew clearly that the seven-person group was missing, and the stronghold of 38 people was found. It was very abnormal for such a big mistake to happen.

Zhou Qinghe didn't believe Zeng Haifeng was so unwary.

If it wasn't a problem arranged by Zeng Haifeng, then the problem would be even bigger. It could only be that someone in the Shanghai District of the Secret Service had a problem, and he was able to control the locations of 38 people. This was not an ordinary person.

He didn't care what Zeng Haifeng did there. He couldn't mess up the rhythm here. He continued to advance as usual and went directly to dig out the intelligence core in the Military Police Headquarters.

I went to the hospital for surgery in the morning, went to an izakaya for dinner with the Japanese at noon, then walked nearby to rest until two o'clock, and then continued the surgery.

Gendarmerie Command.

Kojima Kumaichi, the chief of the Marine Corps Intelligence Division, put three newspapers on Fujita Yuna's desk affectionately. "Chief Fujita, China's spy organization is just a group of newly minted babies. They are changing their safe spots, thinking that they can avoid my tracking by spreading out and hiding underground.

I just waited for them to make arrangements before taking action, leaving them to die without knowing how.

I think at this moment, Zeng Haifeng, the former district chief, must be as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. He has no idea about such an excellent strategy. How could something go wrong?

Hahahaha, Chief Fujita, I took care of 64 of them in two days. I wonder if you are satisfied with my answer sheet? "

This laughter, this gesture, in Fujita Yuna's eyes, the attitude is a bit arrogant.

But the winner is not blamed.

At least this answer sheet is sent back to the local military headquarters, which can suppress the previous problems of the Black Dragon Club.

So Fujita Yuna nodded in a kind manner: "Xiaojima-kun's ability is indeed good. It seems that you worked very hard during the days in Shanghai District. You found the Shanghai District in two days, which speaks volumes."

"Thank you, Chief Fujita, for the compliment."

"Kojima-kun, you have been serving as Major for several years, right?"

"Yes, three years." Xiaodao asked questions quickly and answered quickly. He was a little excited. The meaning behind his words was that he was going to move up a level.

Fujita smiled: "The Chinese spy organization has killed more than 200 of our military police. You haven't killed enough. When will you kill enough? If you have avenged others, I think others will have no objection to your lieutenant colonel." , otherwise the intelligence section of the military department will probably have objections, and his section chief is only a major."

"Hi!" Kojima nodded fiercely: "I will finish it as soon as possible! I have important people in Shanghai, and I can find them no matter how they hide. General Fujita is waiting for my good news, and it won't be long. !”

In the afternoon, after Zhou Qinghe finished the operation, he saw Liu Kai pretending to be a passerby downstairs.

"Boss Sun said he wants to discuss a business deal with you." The Sun in Liu Kai's mouth is the pseudonym of Zeng Haifeng. When you go out, be careful if you can.

"I'm not going, just ask about the situation."

Zhou Qinghe really doesn't have time now. If he has time to run around and communicate, he might as well spend more time watching the Japanese.

The crux will not change. Finding problems is the same as seeing a doctor. If the core problem is not solved, the problem will not be cured.

Liu Kai received the news and returned an hour later.

The situation told was the same as Zhou Qinghe guessed. Zeng Haifeng confirmed that the information about the 38 people could not have been disclosed by the seven people who were arrested. The problem must be at the top, and he wanted him to help analyze it.

Time was too tight, it was only one day apart, and people were killed two days in a row. He also had to arrange the transfer of 1400 people, and he was a little overwhelmed.

Moreover, the content of today's newspaper was directly transmitted to Nanjing by people from the city government or the Japanese themselves.

The principal knew it, and Boss Dai ordered a reprimand. Zeng Haifeng was suddenly so stressed that his mouth became angry.

When Liu Kai went to see him, Zeng Haifeng was very anxious and wanted to ask Liu Kai to say a few more words and ask Zhou Qinghe to help him.

"Go and tell him that I have something to do here and am temporarily unavailable. Ask him to stabilize himself and wait for my news whether he should make arrangements to lurk or make arrangements."

Don't panic at this time, otherwise more flaws will be leaked.

"Also, when you come back, find a car and follow me. We may make some moves in the next two nights."

"Yes."

Zhou Qinghe continued to observe the movements around the Military Police Headquarters after dinner. He sat in the car and silently watched the people and cars entering and exiting the main gate of the Military Police Headquarters.

Time passed little by little, and the sky became darker and darker. It was nine o'clock in the evening.

At the entrance of the Military Police Headquarters, two cars drove out, quietly, and immediately disappeared into darkness.

4168, 3581, Zhou Qinghe wrote down the license plate.

This is just a routine action.

The car came out of the gate of the Military Police Headquarters. It was nothing special. It was normal to get off work late.

Zhou Qinghe saw far more vehicles than these two that night. It was just a person with a car who got off work so late. He was definitely not a loser and was worth recording.

Time continued to move until nearly one o'clock in the morning, and Liu Kai began to yawn.

It was dark at night, and he didn't know what the section chief was looking at. Except for some light at the entrance of the Military Police Headquarters, the whole street was dark and no one was walking around. What could he tell?
However, Zhou Qinghe quickly told him what he was looking at.

"4168, back." Zhou Qinghe said suddenly.

"Ah?" Liu Kai suddenly excited and looked at the door of the Military Police Headquarters. In the light at the door, he could indeed see a car flashing past.

"Come back, come back, there must be something wrong."

"They should take action at night. There may be something wrong with Zeng Haifeng again."

"Do you want me to ask?"

"Ah."

Liu Kai got off the car and hurriedly looked for a public phone. After a few minutes, he got on the bus.

"Chief Zeng did receive the news that the police reported gunshots. The specific situation is not yet known."

"Yeah." Zhou Qinghe simply responded.

Liu Kai was a little annoyed: "How did these little devils find them? I was puzzled. I found them accurately.

If there is a mole in Shanghai, why didn't the Japanese help the Black Dragon Society in the first place?If they had helped earlier, the Black Dragon Society would never have died so quickly.

Section Chief Zeng sent so many people to the train station matter, but they seemed not to know about it. Section Chief, I really can’t figure it out, it shouldn’t be.”

Zhou Qinghe frowned, Liu Kai's words were on point. It can be said that the Japanese did not intervene in the destruction of the Black Dragon Society, but the person who died at the train station was the military police themselves, so it cannot be justified that they did not help.

"What you said makes sense. Problems should occur after that." Zhou Qinghe let out a long breath.

"In other words, this ghost is not something that has been buried for a long time by the military, but is something that has just developed?" Liu Kai's eyes widened: "Who is it? A high-level official fell into his hands so quickly, shouldn't it?"

"That's hard to say."

There's no point in guessing this kind of thing. Zhou Qinghe continued to look at the door of the Military Police Headquarters.

About 10 minutes later, someone came out, three people walking side by side, laughing.

"You go follow them and see where they go? Let's go back and meet here."

"Yes." Liu Kai got out of the car and walked over.

Zhou Qinghe continued to wait. The three of them walked side by side, with no priority. If there was any action, there should be a leader, maybe a team leader or something like that. This person must not have come out yet.

After a few minutes, a 1742 car drove out.

It's a nice car.

"It's just him. He should be a big shot."

Zhou Qinghe waited for the car to drive far away before slowly following it.

The distance was not far away, just over a kilometer, and the 1742 car stopped in front of a geisha house.

In the middle of the night, the business of this kind of shop is booming.

A short 30-year-old man got out of the car. He was about 1.6 meters tall and was wearing a suit of good material.

Zhou Qinghe watched him enter the geisha house and did not get out of the car to follow him.

It's hard to tell what's going on inside. They're all Japanese geishas. This is obviously not a place to follow, so we continue to wait.

45 minutes later, the man came out again. Judging from his expression, he felt refreshed. He was accompanied by an old madam wearing a kimono and blushing on both sides of his face to see him off.

This makeup is really ugly.

Kojima Kumaichi doesn't think this makeup is ugly, it just feels like home, and the geisha service here is really good.

The operation went smoothly and another stronghold was destroyed, slowly increasing the fear of the Chinese people and making them die in silent fear. This was exciting and happy.

Although Chief Fujita told him that if he collected 200 heads, he would be promoted.

But he is not so anxious and is more happy playing.

He could think of the Chinese expressions and what they were called, by the way, Liushenwuzhu.

Killing a batch every day, in half a month, he would be able to collect 200 heads, so there was no need to worry.

The car started, and Zhou Qinghe continued to follow the car until he reached a two-story single-family house. The man got out of the car and walked in.

The lights were turned on, and after 10 minutes, they were turned off and silence fell.

Zhou Qinghe turned the car around to pick up Liu Kai.

Liu Kai was shivering on the roadside. Zhou Qinghe picked him up and Liu Kai reported immediately.

"The three of them went to an izakaya to drink for about an hour, and then went home. They were in the same building, and the three of them were next door to each other. It would be a bit difficult to keep quiet if they were to do something. I guess there were people from the Military Police Headquarters in the next room. .”

"Don't move them."

The three people should be subordinates, and this person is the leader.

Now that the importance of personnel has been determined, there is nothing to hesitate about.

Things keep happening, and waiting will only lead to more locations being leaked.

The problem needs to be solved immediately.

This hidden mole must be found immediately.

Zhou Qinghe made a decision quickly.

"Let's take action and arrest him!"

(End of this chapter)