The spy career of a surgeon

Chapter 324: Personal Order
Hankou, Naval Headquarters, Telecommunications Department.

The translator was asked to translate a telegram with an unusual tone. Even though he was used to seeing strange contents in telegrams, he was still shocked by this telegram and cried out in surprise.

"The Emperor's personal order!" the telegraph operator exclaimed in surprise.

"What? What?" The staff nearby immediately took off their headphones and looked at her in surprise.

The telegraph operator was so confused and shocked that he forgot the confidentiality rules and read it out loud.

"The Emperor's edict orders Fujita Kazukiyo to return to Shanghai immediately and handle all Shanghai affairs as the Emperor's special envoy. But the point is not this. There is another sentence below: Kiyokiyo, I will wait for your triumphant return and personally celebrate your success. Such words were actually added to the telegram!"

The translator was so excited that he almost fainted. Firstly, it was the first time in his life that he translated an imperial edict, and secondly, he unexpectedly discovered such intimate content in the edict.

This guy can brag about it for the rest of his life!

"real or fake?"

"Is there anything like this in the telegram?"

The telecommunications office turned into a chat room. A group of people gathered around and wanted to take a look at the ordinary telegram paper, as if it were a treasure.

"Quick, call the commander."

"Yeah."

Only then did she remember to pick up the phone and call the commander's office.

Tsukahara Jishizo was also stunned when he received the call and rushed over quickly.

"Where's the message?"

Tsukahara Jishizo looked at the message in silence and seriousness, then laughed out loud after reading it: "Some people are really clowns."

"Call Fujita. Never mind. I have to deliver this to him personally."

In Zhou Qinghe's room, Zhou Qinghe is reading a book.

Tsukahara Jishizo knocked on the door solemnly: "Fujita-kun, I have something good to bring you."

"What is it?" Zhou Qinghe went over and opened the door.

Tsukahara Jishizo immediately burst into laughter and handed over the message: "Take a look."

Zhou Qinghe read quickly and a smile appeared on his face.

The incident in Hankou was just a small matter. No matter whether the new worker helped him solve it or he solved it himself, even if he didn't solve it, it was just a small matter.

As for Shanghai, the best way to solve the channel problem is to go with the flow and wait for the wind to come. Now, the wind has come.

"His Majesty really dotes on you." Tsukahara Jisisan was looking at Zhou Qinghe reading, feeling extremely envious.

This also gave him more confidence. Fujita's power was so great that his chances of success increased again.

"It seems that Shanghai can no longer hold on. Then don't keep Your Majesty waiting. Lord Tsukahara, please arrange a plane. I will leave soon."

"Have a meal before you leave. I don't know when you'll come next time." Tsukahara Jishisan patted Zhou Qinghe's shoulder and said, "Ask the kitchen to cook two dishes as soon as possible. You can eat whatever you want, but you can't do things on an empty stomach, right?"

"Next time." Zhou Qinghe declined politely, "Your Majesty's affairs cannot be delayed."

Tsukahara Jishisan didn't argue much, "Then you pack up, I'll ask the chef to cook some food and send it directly to the plane for you to eat on the way."

"Thank you very much." Zhou Qinghe no longer refused.

Tsukahara Jishizo picked up the phone and started giving instructions about meals and the plane.

Zhou Qinghe looked at the paper in his hand and thought of something interesting.

The fox is taking advantage of the tiger's power to scare people.

After Tsukahara Jishisan finished his call, Zhou Qinghe took it over: "I want the Army Headquarters, and ask for Section Chief Kawabe Meiro. I'm Fujita Kazuki."

"Hello, it's me. Go ahead." Hebian's voice on the phone was a little low and much quieter.

"If you can get to the Navy Headquarters in fifteen minutes, I'll show you something. If you can't, you won't be able to see it."

"what?"

"You'll know only when you see me. I'll only wait for you for fifteen minutes. After fifteen minutes, my plane will take off at any time."

"What? You want to leave Hankou? Who told you to leave? Hello, hello."

Damn, he actually hung up the phone. Kawabe Meiro looked gloomy, but driven by curiosity, he still wanted to come and see what Fujita Kazukiyo wanted to show him and why he left Hankou.

Fifteen minutes, not a minute late, Hebian Meilang's car drove directly to the downstairs of the headquarters.

When being guided into the office, Kawabe Meiro did not see Zhou Qinghe, but only Tsukahara Jishizo.

"Tsukahara-sama, where is Section Chief Fujita?"

"gone."

"Gone? Where did you go?"

"Shanghai."

"How could he leave?"

Kawabe Meiro's voice was a little louder, and he was fooled by Fujita Kazukiyo again!

Tsukahara Jishisan smiled and said, "Kawabe-kun, he left for a reason, but Fujita-kun left a message for me to ask you, what do you think about what he told you?"

"He told you?" Kawabe Meilang looked incredulous.

Tsukahara Jishisan smiled: "Why can't you tell me?"

Kawabe Meilang said expressionlessly: "Impossible."

In fact, he did nothing these days, did not conduct any investigation, and did not tell anyone about his conversation with Fujita Kazukiyo.

There is one thing that Fujita Kazukiyo said that is right, if he says something, he will definitely be the one who is abandoned.

After all, staying in Hankou would only be considered a demotion, which is not as important as other people's lives.

But this is in the eyes of others. Why should his future make up for other people's lives?

But to be honest, I can't bring myself to kill someone. This suggestion is too much.

Hebian Meilang asked himself if he would ever do that.

Tsukahara Jishizo chuckled and said, "Let me show you something." Then he put the telegram on the table.

Miro Kawabe walked over and picked up the paper, his eyes widened when he saw the word "Emperor".

The emperor's tone made it impossible for anyone to forge a false account. What if it is not wrong? What if it is wrong to come to Hankou?
Zhou Qinghe enjoyed a meal of local dishes on the plane and closed his eyes to rest for a while before the plane landed in Shanghai.

Liu Qi was already waiting in Zhou Qinghe's exclusive car.

Shanghai is not safe now, so the navy sent troops to escort Zhou Qinghe's vehicle into the concession.

First stop, the hospital.

Zhou Qinghe went to find Miura Jiro, who was lying on the hospital bed with a bandage on his body. When he heard Zhou Qinghe's voice, he immediately sat up with full energy.

"Are you back? Has the issue in Hankou been resolved?" Jiro Miura was curious.

"It can't be considered a solution. I'll deal with the mess in Shanghai." Zhou Qinghe saw a fruit plate on the table and picked up an apple to eat.

When Miura Jiro heard this, his expression changed: "What's wrong with your brain? How dare you take on such a mess in Shanghai?"

If there is anyone who knows the situation in Shanghai better than Kagesawa, it’s Jiro Miura himself. Shanghai is now a powder keg, and whoever gets caught in it will die.

Anyway, their goal is to embarrass Yingzuo. As long as the Military Control Commission continues to do what it does, Yingzuo will be embarrassed.

The goal has been achieved, so what else is there to worry about? Why take this risk?

It was too much trouble to explain, so Zhou Qinghe directly took out the telegram paper and handed it to him: "Just reject one and try it."

"Who is it? The Army Minister?" Jiro Miura frowned, took the telegram and took a look at it. After just one glance, he gasped.

"The Emperor's personal order?" Miura Jiro's shock was clearly written on his face.

Zhou Qinghe nodded and took a bite of the apple: "You tell me, do I refuse?"

"Ahahahahahahaha, now those people in the military will definitely not sit still." Miura Jiro suddenly burst into laughter and said with great certainty: "Based on this telegram, I am sure that the Shanghai incident must have been reported to the Emperor. Otherwise, the Emperor would not have bypassed the military and issued an order to you directly. Kagesawa is dead! It's a waste of effort!"

"It's not in vain. It's a nine out of ten chance that I'll lose a title. How can this be called a waste of effort?" Zhou Qinghe joked.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Kagezo, the man who harmed him, was about to be finished. Miura Jiro was really happy. He looked at the telegram again, put away his smile, and frowned, saying, "What are you going to do? The matter in Shanghai is very troublesome and can't be solved at all. No one can help.

There is only one way to solve the problem in Shanghai: wait.

The Military Control Commission kills, and we kill too. When both sides can no longer kill, the frequency of attacks will naturally decrease. At that time, whoever takes over can make a contribution. Because no one will do worse than Yingzuo during his time. Yingzuo is destined to be stared at on the pillar of shame! "

It is roughly equivalent to being sent to the eighteen levels of hell. Each time you go up a level, although you are still in hell, at least the environment has become better, and it would be a meritorious service if you tell others about it.

"I understand the logic. Do you think I can refuse? Even if there is no other way, this telegram will be sent to the Navy Headquarters. Am I going to send a telegram back saying, Your Majesty, I can't do it. Please send someone else. Is that impossible?"

"No," Jiro Miura looked at the telegram with some worry.

This telegram is a good thing. It proves how important Fujita is in His Majesty's heart. Not to mention the Emperor's personal order, he has only met the Emperor once and has not spoken a word to him. Those people in the military are not much better.

When have you ever heard someone say "waiting for your triumphant return"? They're like family.
However, the content of this telegram is really life-threatening.

"Do you have any idea?" asked Jiro Miura.

Zhou Qinghe shook his head: "How can it be that fast? I'll go ask and see how No. 76 is doing. I'll first understand the situation of the entire Military Control Commission."

"Then shall I accompany you?"

"No need. You'll be fine once I get here. If you tell others about this, they won't be able to face you. You can just lie here. But you have to call the military police and take back all the rights given to the Mei Agency. From now on, no soldier or shadow commander can be transferred without our order."

"Simple." Miura Jiro picked up the phone and called the headquarters: "Anyway, Kagesawa is lying in the hospital now. I don't think he has the energy to transfer him."

Zhou Qinghe laughed strangely when he heard this. He had received the news from Red Rose that Yingzo had contracted smallpox. It was a bit funny. God can testify that it was definitely not done by him. Yingzo could only blame him for bad luck.

"Ask Hirano to bring a team of people over. I'll need them later."

Jiro Miura nodded and spoke to the person on the phone.

Then the two chatted while waiting.

Although he was sad, Jiro Miura was very fond of this telegram and read it as if it were a treasure.

"Fujita, let's discuss this. How about giving me this telegram?"

"What do you want to do with it?"

Miura Jiro smiled and said, "I'll take it home, frame it, and hang it in the center of the main hall. I'll look at it every day. If anyone comes to visit my home, I'll say it's a relative of mine."

Zhou Qinghe's mouth twitched, "Ha, ha, all right, take it if you like it."

"Don't you feel bad?"

"Why should I feel sorry for you?"

As for telegraphic paper, you can have as much as you want. What's wrong with that? If you want to collect this stuff, Tsukahara Jishisan should also go for one.
Jiro Miura was still happily reading the words written by the little girl at the naval base.

Zhou Qinghe's old subordinate in the gendarmerie, Hirano, brought people there.

Simple greeting.

"Set off."

At Zhou Qinghe's command, the military police got on the truck and cleared the way ahead.

No. 76, Director’s Office.

Li Liqun has been under a lot of pressure recently.

With Shanghai in such chaos, Yingzuo was putting pressure on No. 76 like crazy.

"Will applying pressure work? The Military Control Commission is now a bunch of lunatics." The brother-in-law was cursing, "You smashed their nest, and you don't allow them to retaliate? Not to mention that there are still hundreds of people on the run outside, there is no one! I am Boss Dai, I will send more people over. When has China ever been short of people?"

"Stop talking." Li Liqun rolled his eyes at him and scolded him with a depressed look, "Is it good for you if he sends someone here? I tell you, as long as the chaos in Shanghai is not resolved, the Japanese will never give us a good life! If you have time to complain, you might as well think about how to find Zeng Haifeng!"

"We've searched everywhere we could." The brother-in-law sat on the table and said impatiently, "Brother-in-law, if the leader isn't Zeng Haifeng, how could we possibly find him? We arrested two people in the last operation, but they had never even heard of Zeng Haifeng's name. Aren't you surprised?"

"What's so strange about that? Zeng Haifeng wouldn't register under his own name."

"Then the photo in the registration book won't change, right? I've been looking through the police station's files these past few days and caught a few people who look similar, but none of them is Zeng Haifeng."

There was a noise at the door, and a staff member ran in, looking a little panicked: "Director, there are military police outside, a lot of them."

"Is that poisonous bastard Yingzuo here to cause trouble?" the brother-in-law blurted out. Yingzuo had said that if they didn't produce results within three days, he would make them pay. It has been three days already.

Li Liqun's face also looked ugly, and he frowned and said, "Go out and take a look first."

The two men walked out of the door and looked down from the upstairs. They saw a military vehicle stopped at the gate of No. 76. The military police jumped off and formed two lines, one on the left and one on the right, trotting into the gate.

Each of them had a spear in his hand, a total of forty people, and they looked like they were ready to kill someone.

Afterwards, a black car entered and stopped inside the compound of 76.

Kazukiyo Fujita got out of the car and the military police closed the door.

"Why is he here?" Li Liqun was unsure.

"Don't look at it, it's better than Yingzuo coming." The brother-in-law pushed him and said, "Go down and answer it first. This gentleman doesn't come here often."

Yes, the two of them immediately trotted downstairs.

As soon as he got downstairs, Li Liqun bowed and showed his signature smile: "Section Chief Fujita, I am sorry for not welcoming you in person."

Zhou Qinghe glanced at the ugly guy who was half a step behind Li Liqun. He was not very good looking, with a bad face, and was so thin that he looked like he had taken drugs. He had never seen this guy before, and he could be so close to Li Liqun, so he must have a relationship with him.

He didn't care and smiled at Li Liqun: "Director Li has been very busy recently, right?"

Li Liqun bent his waist even lower, "It's okay, I'm serving the Empire of Japan and Mr. Wang."

"I heard that you destroyed the Military Control Commission's Shanghai Station?"

"Yes, it was just General Kagesawa's suggestion. We didn't take any credit."

Zhou Qinghe smiled when he saw Li Liqun like this. Li Liqun became more careful and just said two sentences, both of which were about drawing background.

"You haven't done much, so how can I help you report your achievements to the military?"

"Appreciation?" Upon hearing this, the employees in the various offices inside No. 76 who stuck their heads out to listen became excited.

Li Liqun was stunned for a moment, then thought for a while and replied: "Thank you very much, Section Chief Fujita. I will prepare a detailed list and send it to you in person. Now it is not over yet, so I am too late."

Zhou Qinghe: "I haven't had time yet. On-site evaluation is fine. First of all, I will reward one of your No. 76 members handsomely."

As soon as these words were spoken, the group of people behind him straightened their backs a little, trying their best to make their tall and straight figures visible to Section Chief Fujita.

Li Liqun had some difficulty speaking, but he still maintained a smile: "Section Chief Fujita, there's no need to be so hasty."

Zhou Qinghe smiled and glanced at the crowd behind him: "Who is Captain Wu Sibao?"

"It's me, it's me!" Wu Sibao, who was standing in the crowd behind, rushed out with his hand raised and his face glowing.

As soon as he came out, Li Liqun closed his eyes, looking as if he had lost all hope in life.

Wu Sibao stepped forward and stood at attention: "Report to Section Chief Fujita, Wu Sibao, the captain of the special agent headquarters' action team, reports to you."

The ceremony was quite standard. Zhou Qinghe glanced at it and nodded: "Are you Wu Sibao?"

"Yes, it's me."

"I heard that you integrated the power of the Green Gang and provided considerable help in the capture of the Military Control Commission, is that right?"

"It's all thanks to General Yingzuo's cultivation." Wu Sibao blurted out as if he had memorized it.

Zhou Qinghe chuckled: "So you don't know that the Qing Gang is my people, right?"

Wu Sibao's smile disappeared in a second. Looking at Zhou Qinghe's expression, he remembered something and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

He was anxious and said hurriedly: "Section Chief Fujita, please listen to my explanation. This matter was arranged by General Kagesa. I am just a lazy person. In this way, as long as General Kagesa has no objection, I will offer the Qing Gang to you with both hands. I have absolutely no selfish motives. I am wholeheartedly for the Great Japanese Empire. Long live the Great Japanese Empire!"

Zhou Qinghe's smile turned cold and his speech slowed down, "My Qing Gang, you killed my people, took them away and then gave them back to me, you call this a gift?"

Wu Sibao felt wronged: "Section Chief Fujita, I said this was General Yingzuo's order, I was just an acting officer, I..."

Zhou Qinghe raised his hand, and Hirano took out his service pistol and handed it to Zhou Qinghe.

Zhou Qinghe watched Li Liqun fire a blind shot. Bang, Wu Sibao was shot in the chest. He didn't have a chance to speak again. He died of a ruptured heart.

Li Liqun closed his eyes again and sighed.

Such commendation?
The sudden scene frightened the people in No. 76, and the people behind him screamed in surprise. However, their mental quality was indeed better. There was only one scream, and no one stepped back. There was no second scream either. They just stood there with their eyes wide open and continued to watch.

Zhou Qinghe handed the gun to Pingye and said to Li Liqun expressionlessly: "Director Li, control your own men. I don't care who gave you the order. If anyone touches my things, he will suffer the consequences!"

Li Liqun lowered his waist even more: "I understand, I understand."

Zhou Qinghe stepped over Wu Sibao's body and said, "Middle and senior management, have a meeting in the conference room!"

"Yes, yes, yes." Li Liqun walked with Zhou Qinghe and winked at him: "Pack up quickly."

"Oh, okay." The subordinate understood and immediately ran to the office and called Yingzo's Mei Agency.

(End of this chapter)