The spy career of a surgeon

Chapter 206 Positioning

After praising Hirano and asking him to continue working hard, Zhou Qinghe returned to the safe zone.

The next task must be to find out where these people are hiding.

And Colonel Hirata only went to the safe zone once in four days. If you want to start with him, it will be too slow.

Moreover, it is unrealistic to follow him inside the HK area. There are troops everywhere, and Zhou Qinghe doesn't want to be suspected after killing someone.

If someone is found, of course he will be killed.

If people from 731 are not killed when they come to Shanghai, that would be a disservice to the people of Northeast China.

So we have to find another way.

Zhou Qinghe's three vehicles returned to Suzhou Bridge again, and vehicles carrying Japanese wounded were passing on the bridge.

The British Marine Corps inspected the car very carefully. Not to mention the driver, the carriage, and even the wounded had to be touched before they were given.

When it was the turn of Zhou Qinghe's car, it was very casual. After looking at Zhou Qinghe in the car, he just let it go without even checking the bodyguards' cars.

The safe zone now explicitly prohibits the use of guns. The British and Americans have already notified the Chinese and Japanese consulates. The north of the Suzhou River has become a pot of porridge. There is nothing to say, and it is too late to say anything.

But south of the Suzhou River, if someone starts shooting again, they won't be polite.

So a temporary order was issued. As long as the police found him with a gun, he would be arrested and thrown into a cell. No one would be spared, not even the Japanese.

In fact, it is aimed at the Japanese.

Damn Fake, made three-quarters of the public settlement look like this. It was all in ruins. The British and Americans were very angry with the Japanese.

Hongkou was the Japanese's own chamber of commerce. If it was destroyed, it would be destroyed. However, due to the initial firepower, the Japanese were crushed by the Chinese, so they continued to engage in street fighting outside Hongkou, causing the battle damage to expand from one-sixth to one-sixth. By three-quarters, this affects the interests of the British and Americans.

It's all money!

I don’t know how many bigwigs in Britain and America are gnashing their teeth in hatred, and are ready to kill the Japanese.

However, the Japanese brains are currently in a red-temperature state, so the British and Americans cannot mention compensation.

If the Japanese lose, they will definitely not compensate. If the Japanese win, they will definitely not compensate.

So they can only secretly help the Chinese, such as helping the Chinese by raising supplies, and not restricting the Chinese in propaganda.

Anyway, it was just a small stumbling block, and it was all taken out of anger.

The ban on guns was mainly because they were afraid that wounded Japanese and Chinese would encounter each other in the hospital and shoot them with guns. The scene was so beautiful that they could not even think about it.

Therefore, these Japanese soldiers must be searched, and they are absolutely not allowed to carry guns.

But now that China and Japan are fighting, the concession has been disrupted, and a lot of people are crowded south of the Suzhou River.

There were too many people, and the British and Americans were also afraid that Zhou Qinghe, who was stationed at Gongji Hospital for surgery, would be assassinated, and it was impossible to actually ban guns.

Therefore, when it comes to equipping the bodyguards sent by the Military Police Headquarters to Zhou Qinghe with guns, we should just turn a blind eye.

They refused Zhou Qinghe to come to Gongji Hospital for surgery. Not to mention that the people at the consulate did not want to do this, even the director of Gongji Hospital did not agree.

That is the current signature of Gongji Hospital, although Zhou Qinghe is not a contracted doctor of their hospital.

If you don't equip him with a gun, if anything happens to Zhou Qinghe, you will be in big trouble.

Therefore, Zhou Qinghe's bodyguards are currently one of the few people in the concession who can legally carry guns.

When he crossed the bridge, the British Marines ignored him.

Go home for dinner.

The motorcade drove into the Fujita mansion. Zhou Qinghe asked the Japanese men to go to the side hall to eat, and then walked into the gate.

"Welcome home, thank you for your hard work."

Yasuda Chiba was wearing a kimono, kneeling on the ground, bowing, and reaching out to help Zhou Qinghe change his shoes.

Seeing that he was still breathing a little, he knew that he had heard the sound of the car and came over to guard him.

Zhou Qinghe told her that it didn't have to be like this, but Yasuda Chiba seemed to want to enter the feeling of being a wife in advance. She was very stubborn and felt that she should do something for Zhou Qinghe.

Zhou Qinghe didn't let her do it, and she still wondered if she didn't do it well. If he let her do it, she would never tire of it.

Zhou Qinghe was also helpless. Why did a very lively girl like this?

So Zhou Qinghe let her do what she wanted. As a person, just be happy.

It would be better if the food tastes better.

The cooking is really terrible.

"Thank you, how are you at home today?"

"Hey, the chef and I just learned a dish." Yasuda Chiba jumped up with joy when she mentioned this: "Kung Pao Chicken, go wash your hands quickly and let's taste it."

Kung Pao Chicken. I guess I killed another salt seller. "The Sichuan chef hasn't left yet, has he?" Zhou Qinghe smiled.

"I'm not leaving! Fujita, what do you mean?" Chiba Yasuda punched Zhou Qinghe angrily: "Are you afraid that what I cook will taste too bad?"

"It's the truth." Zhou Qinghe has always been straightforward.

"Hmph." Yasuda Chiba said unyieldingly, "I will definitely learn it."

She knew that Zhou Qinghe did not eat sashimi and loved Chinese food, so she studied hard, but there were too many cuisines. If she wanted to change her taste, she would have to learn many dishes.

But the good thing is that it can pass the time.

"Tsk, okay, give it a try. But wait, you go first, Ah Qi, Ah Qi." Zhou Qinghe shouted towards the outside.

Immediately Liu Qi came over and said respectfully: "Sir."

"Help me tell Brother Zhang to send a Buddha to jump over the wall. I'm afraid I'll starve if I stay here." Zhou Qinghe gave Yasuda Chiba a joking look.

Yasuda Chiba pouted, turned around and left angrily.

"I will be a Buddha and jump over the wall tomorrow."

Zhou Qinghe smiled and said quickly to Liu Qi: "Ask the people below to check whether a group of Japanese have stayed in the hotel in the concession recently. They may have Japanese accents, or they may be from the Northeast. They have been staying there for a few days. .”

The secrets planted in advance can officially begin to show their effects.

It seems like finding a person whose face you don't know in such a chaotic concession is like looking for a needle in a haystack, but in fact it is very simple. If the Japanese are rich, it is impossible not to stay in a hotel, and nine out of ten of them are good hotels.

The advantage of arranging personnel to lurk in the patrol room is that they can openly check the accommodation lists of major hotels in the concession.

"I know, how many people are there?"

"I don't know, there should be no less than three." Zhou Qinghe estimated the number of people based on the woman's account.

"Understood." Liu Qi nodded and left.

After finishing the instructions, it was time for Zhou Qinghe to confess his crime. It was time for fun and fun. This woman should be praised or praised. It was good to maintain the small mood of her current life.

Speaking of which, he can now safely perform operations in the rear area, which is also due to the Yasuda family.

The Yasuda family can't let him die on the battlefield. It's all about service anyway. The field hospital is to save people, and his home front is also to save people. The biggest benefit of having the support of the Yasuda family is that it has freedom and avoids being used as cannon fodder. .

"Qianye, come and try your craft."

In the afternoon, Zhou Qinghe went to the French Concession Clinic.

This clinic is used to receive private orders. Some people can find him through connections. Some people have less strong connections, so you have to contact him through this entrance.

Mainly because of trust relationships, you can get discounts.

The French Concession is now overcrowded, and every inch of land is at a premium. This store cost 30 U.S. dollars to sell, but only cost 6 U.S. dollars to buy it.

For foreigners, the price will have to increase, from 2000 yuan to 3000 yuan. If an acquaintance recommends it, the price will remain the same.

"Qingqing."

"boss."

"Is there a surgery sheet?"

"There will be one tomorrow, and two people will appoint you for a physical examination the day after tomorrow. You must do it. This is the appointment time and registered name."

"Your Japanese is becoming more and more fluent." The above conversations were all completed in Japanese and went very smoothly. Ma Qingqing's learning effect was indeed good. Zhou Qinghe took the order and praised it while reading it.

"Thank you for the compliment, boss." Ma Qingqing imitated the Japanese, bowed and thanked her implicitly with a smile.

Zhou Qinghe smiled: "You should work hard on your own and perform well. I will give you a little more bonus this month. At No. 17 Xujiazhai in Zhabei, there was an outbreak of cholera last night. It was probably the germ warfare of the Japanese. The source of the disease was a well. You go and observe, be careful of the Japanese, it is very likely that the Japanese are also observing."

Zhou Qinghe's volume dropped rapidly.

"Germ warfare?" Ma Qingqing stared in shock and mouthed silently. This news was too scary.

"I'm just investigating to see if anyone else is sick in the nearby villages. The army asked Liu Kai to notify me. If anyone is already infected, let me know in time."

"I know." Ma Qingqing nodded seriously.

"Don't be nervous, just smile." Zhou Qinghe smiled, closed the notebook and said in a normal voice: "I still don't have many surgeries these days. Boss, my hospital has a lot of surgeries, so I may not be available here."         "Okay." Ma Qingqing smiled slightly and nodded.

"Are there many people looking for you recently?"

Zhou Qinghe's charges are expensive, but Ma Qingqing's charges are cheap. She was born in internal medicine and studied surgery with Zhou Qinghe, so she can see a lot of diseases. Now many people in the concession know her. After all, she is from Zhou Qinghe's clinic.

"It's okay, it's okay." Ma Qingqing smiled naively, looking like he had made a lot of money.

"Hey, boss, I won't charge you a commission." Zhou Qinghe laughed and pointed at the nurse to tease.

"You should also work hard and try to get the boss to buy another house."

Nurse Kuku snickered.

It was good to work with the boss. Everyone in the French Concession had a house. The main reason was that they bought it early and it was cheap. Now they are asked to buy it, but they can no longer afford it.

"Let's go, call my home if you need anything."

Zhou Qinghe smoothed down his suit and went out. The Japanese bodyguards looked around and carefully protected their safety. After confirming that Zhou Qinghe entered the car safely, he got in the car and left quickly.

Arriving at the hospital, Zhou Qinghe entered the surgery floor amidst respectful greetings from others, chose a combined thoracoabdominal injury surgery, and performed the surgery as usual.

The fragments of the shell made the lying guy paralyzed. After anesthesia, he cut his abdomen with a knife. The main thing was a violent attack.

Chinachem Hotel is located in HX District, Suzhou, on the famous Bund, facing the Huangpu River, with an excellent geographical location.

This is the territory of British businessmen, and because too many people have entered the public concession to escape the war recently, the people standing guard at the door have changed from red-headed Asan to British Marines, so security is excellent.

At this time, two patrolmen walked in at the door, one Chinese and one Indian Asan. The Chinese leader was definitely not because the British superiors also felt that Asan was unreliable. It was purely because there were many Chinese people in the concession and it was easy to communicate with the Chinese leader.

The Chinese name is Liu Ye, a native of Zhou Qinghe.

This is already the third hotel he has found.

"Detective, what are your orders?" The lobby manager greeted him with a smile. The patrol officer's status in the concession is still very high, mainly because of his great power.

"Investigating a robbery case. A few days ago, the assistant manager of Hengyuan Chamber of Commerce was robbed on his way to get off work. Have you heard about this?" Liu Ye put his hands on the counter in an angry manner and spoke about a recent major case.

"Have you heard of it? What, does it have anything to do with us?" The lobby manager was puzzled.

"I've searched and searched but can't find it. I'm wondering if these people will do the opposite and hide in a wealthy place like this. Bring me the passenger registration book and let me look through it."

"No way? How much money was robbed? Our charges are quite expensive."

"Hey, hand over all the money you caught. How much does it cost to live here with you?"

"That's true. You should cooperate with the investigation." The lobby manager smiled and asked the girl inside to take out the registration book.

Liu Ye flipped through it casually and saw that four Japanese people who had moved in six days ago had opened two rooms, 502 and 504. He flipped through it casually and finally found it.

He continued to flip through the record book, his eyes fixed on 506. This is where three Chinese people are staying, and they are registered as outsiders.

"Who is this?"

"Let me think about it for foreigners." Anyone who can be a lobby manager has a good memory. He frowned and thought about it for a moment, then immediately laughed and said: "I remember, he is a cloth merchant, with a Peking accent, and a detective. He can't be Are they?"

"Do we have to ask first, is the person here?"

"I'm not sure if he's here or not. But Detective, it's not theirs, so don't bother me." The lobby manager smiled apologetically.

"Why are you talking so much?" Liu Ye stared, "I'm not here to catch the young men. If they are not here, I will leave naturally. Let's go up and have a look and lead the way."

"Hey, hey."

The three of them went to the elevator, and Liu Ye played with the baton in his hand.

The elevator quickly reached the fifth floor. The lobby manager led the way. Liu Ye took a step slowly. When he passed by 502, the police baton came out and hit the door of 502.

Liu Ye picked it up casually and continued to move forward. The lobby manager looked back when he heard the noise and laughed awkwardly, "Can you please stop playing with the food?"

Bang bang bang, "open the door".

Liu Ye slammed the door loudly at 506. After the smash, the door of 506 opened before 502 opened, and someone inside poked his head out to take a look.

Liu Ye glanced at him and naturally refused to explain and continued to smash the door of 506. Manager Dayang immediately apologized and said, "I knocked by mistake and disturbed the guests' rest. Please forgive me."

The door of 506 opened and Liu Ye started to ask questions.

The Japanese gave the lobby manager a look, then closed the door and entered the room.

In the room of 502, the three Japanese who were discussing the map around the table looked at the door. Seeing the Japanese who opened the door close the door, the leader, Minato Masao, asked: "Who is it?"

"The people from the patrol room are investigating the case." Morita Hisato replied casually as he closed the door.

"Oh." Masao Minato didn't care about these episodes, but pointed to the three landmark points on the map and continued: "According to time calculation, our cholera bacteria have now had an effect.

The Chinese people's medical technology is very poor. Their doctors may not be able to identify the cholera bacteria at the first time. Of course, it doesn't matter if they identify it. They can't imagine that this is our masterpiece. They will only think that it is a big virus. A natural accident.

War will not give them time to find the source of infection. As long as the source of infection remains, the disease will continue to spread.

Based on the current density of personnel and the spread of the disease, we can affect at least 5000 Chinese soldiers in about five days.

I tested Colonel Hirata, and in about three days, our army will occupy that area, and by then, people from our army will start to be infected."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Hisato Morita, who was a little worried: "Colonel Hirata doesn't know our plan. If he or the people in the military find out that we are doing something, then we may be pushed out. Court martial."

"Stupid! Who knows if we don't tell?"

Masao Minato interrupted forcefully: "The Chinese got sick first, and our country's soldiers got sick only after the Chinese got sick. It's obviously an infection caused by the Chinese, so what does it have to do with us? Who dares to say that it was us? ? Do you have any idea about time? "

"But the results are difficult to control. What if too many people gather, or the pathogens run wild, and the disease spreads in our army?"

Hisato Morita was still worried: "After all, our purpose is only to infect a small number of soldiers. If a large number of infections result in a loss of combat effectiveness, this will directly affect the direction of the entire war, and we will become the sinners of the country."

"impossible things!"

Minato Masao glared at him and said firmly: "Don't forget, the news about the illness among Chinese soldiers will definitely spread, and people in our army will know about it, and they will definitely take precautions. When the time comes, the infected soldiers stationed in this area will They will definitely be quarantined and there will be no chance of them infecting others.

We know, even if they don't know, can't we create an accident to find out?

With our intervention, we can control the specific process of infection at any time and completely control the number of infected people within an acceptable range. "

There is some truth to this, and the other two Japanese nodded.

"That's fine with me."

"I think there is no problem, and even if there is a problem and the same disease occurs, the Chinese people will suffer greater losses than us. They have more people, consume medicines quickly, and have less reserves.

As our people get sick later, we already have a lot of medicine reserves, and there are medicines from the concession that can be mobilized at any time. The results are completely controllable, and there is no possibility of one-sided combat effectiveness. "

This reason also makes sense. Morita Hisato nodded. It is indeed true. If the disease occurs together, it can only be more serious for Chinese people than Japanese soldiers.

Moreover, in Japan, only soldiers are affected, while in China, there are also ordinary people, which will consume medicines faster. Once Chinese soldiers give up on ordinary people, people will be disappointed, and the result will only be worse.

"Okay, Morita-kun, your faith must be firm."

Minato Masao patted Morita Hisato on the shoulder and said with piercing eyes: "We are just a research institution that no one cares about at home and in Manchuria.

As a knowledgeable doctor, Mr. Ishii, as the top person in charge of our Kamo troops, with only the rank of Lieutenant Colonel, you should understand that the military does not take us seriously.

How can we do research without support and funding?

If we want to get the attention of the military and financial support from all walks of life, we must let people see the value of our Kamo troops.

Don’t you want to have a lot of money to continue doing research?

Don’t forget Teacher Ishii’s instructions before we came to Shanghai, let the military see our value, let the disease break out in Shanghai, let the soldiers be infected, and let them spend a lot of money to buy the water purification equipment we invented.

Only when research results are converted into money can we have a steady stream of funds to continue our research.

Only by infecting our own soldiers and making the people in the military anxious and painful will they beg for it, and all the money and power we want will be sent to us.

Before that, even if it damaged the lives of some imperial soldiers, it was an absolutely valuable death.

Once our research is successful, this war will be quickly ended. How many lives of imperial soldiers will be saved?

Even if the whole of China is wiped out, it will only be a matter of throwing away a few more reagent bottles.

Which one is more cost-effective? The calculation is easy.

But look at that Colonel Hirata, who met with us for only a few minutes and refused to purchase our water purifiers. Did he care about our proposal? Does he really care about the lives and safety of imperial soldiers?

How unclean the water is, and whether our water purifier is for the sake of military personnel, as a developer, you know very well.

Death is only temporary, light will surely come, and the Japanese Empire will eventually become famous in the hands of our Kamo troops.

What's more, cholera itself won't kill people, right? "

Minato Masao's expression was excited, and his words were full of fanaticism.

It made perfect sense, and soon the remaining three people stood firm.

"Then do you want to throw away a little more? To make the process faster?" Hisato Morita looked at the special reagent bottles on the table beside him.

(End of this chapter)