The spy career of a surgeon

Chapter 307 Conspiracy
"Ah?" Jiro Miura was shocked. This matter was beyond his thinking and he couldn't keep up at all.

"He was injured and unconscious in the hospital. The Military Police Headquarters has no commander. According to convention, the Chief of Staff should temporarily take over the post of commander. But didn't our Chief of Staff just die? The Military Police Headquarters doesn't even have a chief officer.

So at this critical moment when the Military Control Commission is rampant and needs to be struck down urgently, if you are lying in bed and have just woken up and regained a little strength, that is, you can just speak, and you are very weak, you should report to your superiors.

In view of the serious situation of underground forces in Shanghai, it is recommended that the headquarters agree to your temporary transfer of the command of the gendarmerie to the Special Affairs Committee to ensure the smooth progress of the subsequent crackdown by the Mei Agency.

In this way, the chaos in Shanghai has nothing to do with you. As long as Yingzuo can finally get things under control, Shanghai will surely return to peace. And you, because you magnanimously gave up the command to Yingzuo Zhenzhao, Yingzuo Zhenzhao successfully took over the military control. Not to mention the great achievements, but the achievements of cooperation, the military can always praise you for being magnanimous, right?"

"Hey." Miura Jiro understood something, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't stop laughing: "Hahaha, Fujita, good idea, good idea, your idea is brilliant, hahaha, you still want to touch me, I'm going to the hospital now and lie down, I'll see how they do it."

"Do not worry."

Zhou Qinghe continued, "Commander, it's not over yet?"

"Oh? Anything else?" Jiro Miura tightened his buttocks and listened carefully.

Zhou Qinghe smiled slightly: "This is just a bad idea."

Miura Jiro looked surprised, "What? This is still the worst option? What's the best option?"

Zhou Qinghe smiled gently: "You can get sick, and of course you can recover. If Yingzuo gets news about the Military Control Commission one day, I think you should take the trouble to ask our military police to bring these people to the cell of our military police headquarters. After all, our military police headquarters also has an intelligence department."

"Intercepting?" Miura Jiro laughed and clapped his hands: "Good! Don't steal his credit!"

Zhou Qinghe nodded with a smile, and helped the Military Control Commission to lay an extra cushion. If something really happened, entering the Military Police Headquarters would be like going to Yingzuo's Mei Agency.

Next, Zhou Qinghe explained the details of how to get injured. The injury should not be in vain. If the injury is endured well, there will be sympathy.

"I see. Don't worry." Miura Jiro looked at his watch and said, "I'm sorry to have kept you here for quite some time. Let's go. I'll call a plane for you."

"No need, I'll call the navy and take their plane." Zhou Qinghe was really afraid that Yingzuo would do something stupid on the plane. Although the possibility was almost zero, the navy was safer.

"Hahaha, how dare he?" Miura Jiro teased Zhou Qinghe, "I'll help you contact them. I'll go directly to their commander."

Zhou Qinghe did not refuse. Jiro Miura was also from the Yasuda family and was indeed familiar with the navy. That was his base.

Before leaving, he urgently needed to meet Zeng Haifeng to tell him that he would be away for a short time.

"You're leaving Shanghai?" Zeng Haifeng was almost scared out of his wits, and hurried forward: "Brother, you're my real brother, if you leave Shanghai now, what if something happens?"

Although Zeng Haifeng has some information channels, what information channels can compare with Zhou Qinghe's?

What if Yingzuo arrests someone during this period? By the time he gets to know the news, Yingzuo will have brought people to his doorstep!
"It's just a short absence." Zhou Qinghe comforted him, "Yingzuo won't move so quickly. I have made some precautionary plans. Even if something does happen, I will get the news in Hankou, and it will only take three hours to fly back."

"But." Zeng Haifeng looked somewhat resentful and worried.

"It's not like Yingzuo will really move the military so quickly. I will deal with the matter over there and come back as soon as possible."

Since Zhou Qinghe said so, Zeng Haifeng could only believe it. Damn it, since Qinghe is not here, he has to be more careful.

"What do you think? I should send a telegram to Boss Dai to pack up all the middle and senior management and detain them back to Chongqing for quarantine and investigation?" Zeng Haifeng is also a ruthless person.

"You are really bold. You can try it, but the result..."

Zhou Qinghe shook his head: "I guess he won't agree."

Yes, Zeng Haifeng also knew that it was impossible. If this happened, Shanghai’s foundation would be completely ruined.

Just asking, just asking.

The communication went smoothly and the military plane could fly at any time. Zhou Qinghe packed up and set off and boarded the plane. There were six people in the group. Four of them were the internal guards of the Fujita family. When going out, they still needed someone to help them. One was from the headquarters' telecommunications room, who was responsible for sending and receiving telegrams.

The destination of this trip is Hankou. All the Japanese army's current combat intentions are aimed at Chongqing. However, Chongqing is easy to defend but difficult to attack, and the Japanese army's main force is still entrenched in Wuhan.

The soldiers who were in trouble on the front line were evacuated and came to Hankou for rest and recuperation.

The naval pilot told him that it was right to contact the navy on this trip, because the navy had a military base in Hankou and it would be convenient and fast to land there directly.

Mei organs.

Yingzuo was stunned when he heard his subordinates report that Fujita Kazukiyo had left. He was shocked: "A navy plane?"

The subordinate nodded, "Yes."

Yingzuo was speechless, and then he burst into laughter: "Hahaha, interesting. Okay, now that he's gone, we should get down to business. Send a message to the action team and tell them the first target to attack."

"Hi."

The subordinate turned around and started to leave, but was stopped by Kagesawa again.

"By the way, how is Zhang Fayao these days?"

"Zhang Fayao?" The subordinate hesitated and said, "This person seems to be missing."

"Missing? What happened?" Yingzo frowned. Zhang Fayao was his vanguard, a good character who could help him expand his victory.

The subordinate said: "It may be related to the gunfight that night. Our people around Zhang Fayao died, so I can only ask people to inquire about it indirectly.

Some members of the Green Gang said that they were drinking heavily that night and it was Zhang Fayao who called those who were going to participate in the action at the early hours of the morning and asked them to gather at his house. Because he did not give the specific reason, those people did not know what they were going to do.

They also read the newspaper during the day and heard about the gunfight in the factory. Only then did they realize that it was Zhang Fayao who got clues from the Military Control Commission and took his confidants to commit the murder.

Then according to the clues we got in the factory, these people were killed by our people. Zhang Fayao should have gone to the scene in person, but with his identity, he would definitely not rush to the front, and he had a car, so it is reasonable to speculate that after Zhang Fayao noticed that the situation was not good, he would definitely choose to drive away as soon as possible.

At this time, Section Chief Fujita, whom they notified, also arrived with his men. He must have been notified in advance, otherwise our people would not have stayed there after killing someone and been caught.

Then the two sides met. Our people didn't know that we were targeting Section Chief Fujita and thought that the other party was from the Green Gang. But when Section Chief Fujita showed up with the military police, our people probably realized something was wrong. The two sides talked and then they surrendered.

Otherwise, so many people would never have been captured alive. There must have been a gunfight. The shell casings at the scene do not support this inference. It could only be surrender."

After hearing this, Yingzuo nodded slightly. It was impossible for the action team to shoot at the military police. Fujita Kazukiyo could indeed take down this group of people without bloodshed.

"So according to what you said, Zhang Fayao should be fine?"

The subordinate hummed, frowning and unable to figure it out. "He should be fine. If he is fine, he should go home. Even if he was shot, he should go to the hospital. But I checked the hospitals in Shanghai and there is no record of him visiting them. I am also very puzzled. This person is missing.

But there is a possibility that Zhang Fayao, the head of the agency, originally thought that the people targeting him were the Military Control Commission, and Section Chief Fujita may have told him the truth. He could still find a way to kill someone to vent his anger on the Military Control Commission, but as for us, haha, I think he might be afraid and didn't even dare to go home. He hid himself and might even have left Shanghai."

This does make some sense. Yingzuo thought about it and denied it. "It's possible for him to hide, but it's impossible for him to leave. He is Fujita's helper in the Green Gang. Fujita still relies on him to control the Green Gang. How can Fujita give up the Green Gang to save the life of a Chinese man?"

The subordinate agreed, "Well, he is probably hiding, and now that Section Chief Fujita has left Shanghai, he will not come out." "Oh, it's a pity that we have lost such a useful tool." Yingzuo sighed and smiled, "Then let him go for now, he can't hide forever, but it's good that he is not here, without someone in control, the Green Gang will be in chaos soon, and it won't be long before we take action to control it."

"Yes, I suggest that you let No. 76 do things in secret now."

The Qing Gang was one of the results of this plan, so how to take it under control was naturally part of the plan.

Wu Sibao, the action team leader under Li Liqun, worshipped Ji Yunqing, who was of the highest generation in the Green Gang, as his master. Ji Yunqing was of the same generation as Huang Jinrong. That is to say, according to the Green Gang's seniority rules, Wu Sibao was of the same generation as Du Yuesheng, who worshipped Huang Jinrong at the dock.

This seniority is very high, fully qualified to come out and raise the banner, and Wu Sibao himself has the support of No. 76 and them. Even if there are opponents from the Qing Gang, he will kill them until there is no opposition left.

How did you die?

If you ask, it was the Military Control Commission that did it.

Yingzuo thought about the timing and felt that now was indeed a good time to fish in troubled waters.

"Call No. 76 and ask them to report in."

"Hi."

Japanese Air Force Base in Hankou.

The plane landed steadily and the cabin door opened. Zhou Qinghe saw that the person who came to pick him up had arrived. He was wearing a military uniform and had the rank of major.

"Section Chief Fujita?" The major smiled and stretched out his hand to shake hands from a distance.

"I am Commander Tsukahara's assistant, Matsumoto Hideo. Welcome to Hankou. The commander knew you were coming, so he sent me to pick you up. The meal is ready, and the commander is waiting for you to eat together. Please come in."

Hideo Matsumoto waved his hand at the vehicle and made way.

Zhou Qinghe said as he walked, "Thank you so much. I didn't even say hello to the headquarters before I came. I didn't expect Commander Tsukahara to know I was coming?"

Matsumoto Hideo: "It was a coincidence. The Shanghai fleet informed our base of your itinerary. When I saw your name, I was a little excited, so I immediately reported it to Commander Tsukahara and volunteered to pick you up."

"Excited?" Zhou Qinghe paused and smiled, "Do you know me?"

"Section Chief Fujita, you are joking. If I don't know a national player like you, then I would be remiss in my duty as an assistant." Matsumoto Hideo said humbly, "Please get in the car. We'll talk on the way."

Zhou Qinghe nodded and got in the car. Looking at the scenery outside the window, he said casually, "I didn't expect the base in Hankou to be so big. I just got on the plane and saw that you have quite a lot of planes here."

Matsumoto Hideo was quite proud. "Because we have to carry out the mission of bombing Chongqing from the headquarters, and we also have to dispatch aircraft to carry out combat missions, this is considered a transit station, so there are indeed many aircraft. This is just one of the bases. The Army Aviation Base in Yuncheng, Shanxi is actually under our jurisdiction, and there are also many bombers there."

Zhou Qinghe nodded. After the Nanjing government moved to Chongqing, the Japanese had long wanted to capture Chongqing and the entire China in one fell swoop. However, Chongqing's geographical location determined that it was easy to defend but difficult to attack.

The Japanese were caught in a tough battle, so they thought of many ways. One of them was to use their superior air supremacy to bomb Chongqing, the current capital, in order to destroy the will of the Chinese people.

There were indeed quite a few planes. Zhou Qinghe made a rough sweep and estimated that there were over a hundred planes in this base alone.

So he asked a soul-searching question, "Although Chongqing is big, the main urban area is not that big, right? With so many planes, how come they can't bomb that guy named Jiang to death?"

Matsumoto Hideo's boastful mouth twitched, a little embarrassed, "In fact, we didn't bomb very often. You know that fuel is tight now, and we can't bomb all the time. Besides, before the Nanjing government moved to Chongqing, they dug many air-raid shelters here, and the whereabouts of that person are difficult to find out, so... Hehe..."

Zhou Qinghe waved his hands and said with a smile: "It is definitely difficult. I hope that one day I can see the news that you blew up that man in the newspaper, so that our great cause can be smoothly promoted."

"Hi."

"Did you have something to tell me just now?"

"Um, yes." Matsumoto Hideo woke up from his embarrassment and immediately said humbly: "Actually, I'm very happy to know that you can come this time. I want to ask you for help with something. Don't get me wrong, it's not my business, it's the commander's business. He's not feeling well."

Zhou Qinghe immediately laughed, "Even if it's your business, I'm here now, how can I not help? Mr. Matsumoto, you can just tell me if you have any problems in the future."

"Thank you very much." Matsumoto Hideo bowed his head with gratitude, and then talked about business, "I'm a little embarrassed to talk about this. I wonder if you know about the Soviet Union's sneak attack on us last year?"

Zhou Qinghe became interested. "A sneak attack? What's going on?"

Matsumoto Hideo: "Last year, our army fought a great war with the Soviets in Mongolia. During the war, the Soviets sent planes to attack us and bombed our Hankou Air Base."

Zhou Qinghe raised his hand to stop him from talking, and recalled thoughtfully, "Now that you mention it, I remember that I heard about this incident at the base camp.

The failure of the Feiyuan's Thorn Bear Plan led to a great war between our army and the Soviet Union in Mongolia. We sent increasing numbers of troops one after another. The Soviets, facing pressure from Europe, wanted to quickly resolve the battle and withdraw from the situation, so they formed an air force to aid China and launched air strikes on our inland troops, hoping to create a linkage effect with the Chinese army?

Then they chose to bomb and attack your Hankou?"

"Yes, yes." Matsumoto Hideo nodded repeatedly: "That's it."

"Yeah." Zhou Qinghe nodded.

This move by the Soviets was very clever. The Soviets themselves did not want to fight with Japan, but the leaders of the headquarters at that time went crazy, especially the Kwantung Army, which was so embarrassed after the initial defeat that it mindlessly increased its troops. In order to curb Japan's strategy, the Soviets extended a helping hand and attacked the Japanese troops that were still invading inland China, thus achieving the goal of surrounding Wei to save Zhao.

It was definitely impossible to send troops from such a long distance, so Soviet planes formed an air force to aid China and bomb Japanese troops in the mainland. This could not only win the favor of the Chongqing government, but also solve its own problems, killing two birds with one stone.

The bombing destination they chose was the Hankou Air Force Base, which was closest to the Chongqing government and where Commander Jiro Tsukahara was stationed.

We're doing it for the principal to see. It's so close, he can see it clearly.

"I heard that you suffered heavy losses in this attack?" Zhou Qinghe asked.

Matsumoto Hideo smiled bitterly, "It was indeed huge. No one thought that the Soviets would be able to send so many planes to attack us during the air battle in Mongolia. We were not prepared at all, and more than 60 bombers were destroyed by the Soviet Air Force at one time. Hundreds of them were seriously damaged, and the casualties were even more severe. Commander Tsukahara Jishizo also had his entire arm blown off in this bombing, and had to retire from the ship."

If you say so, I dare not stay in Hankou. Zhou Qinghe looked at the sky. Although there were no impurities in the blue sky and white clouds, the speed of the plane was very fast.

"Have you taken precautions now?"

"We have done it. If we suffer a loss again, we will all be court-martialed. Don't worry, the anti-aircraft guns and watchtowers are well built. There will be no danger now."

"That's good." The Soviets are still fighting in Europe, so they probably don't have time to bomb Hankou again.

Zhou Qinghe asked, "You just said that your commander Tsukahara 243's arm was blown off?"

"Yes."

"The whole arm?"

"Yes."

"Are you planning for me to reattach his arm, which was broken by a bomb last year, this year?" Zhou Qinghe was a little confused.

(End of this chapter)