The spy career of a surgeon

Chapter 9
"A man relies on his gold armor, his horse relies on his saddle, but it's different when he puts on a military uniform.

I'm not saying that you don't look good in a suit. As a man, you look more energetic when you wear a military uniform. "

Arriving at the secret service office early in the morning, Gu Zhiyan enthusiastically helped Zhou Qinghe make arrangements.

Ask someone to help Zhou Qinghe clean the office.

Ask someone to bring the military uniform to Zhou Qinghe.

I personally helped Zhou Qinghe wear his collar badge for only [-] cents.

One horizontal hill and two stars.

He patted Zhou Qinghe's shoulder, dusted him lightly, and said with a smile, "Have a cup of coffee and let's go?"

"it is good."

Dong Dong Dong, a knock on the door rang.

"Hey, Chief Qi." Gu Zhiyan put down the cup and was surprised, and said with a smile: "What brought you here to me? Is there a prisoner?"

"He's not here. I'm looking for him. Don't bother me, right?"

Qi Wei pointed at Zhou Qinghe's position.

"Don't bother me, let's talk." Gu Zhiyan crossed his legs leisurely while drinking coffee.

Qi Wei walked up to Zhou Qinghe and asked: "Brother Zhou, you said that the red gang escaped from the hospital, does his body need any medicine, or is it possible that he suffered heavy bleeding during this kind of smuggling?"

"It's still possible."

Zhou Qinghe answered truthfully: "The red party recovered well while in the hospital, but the transfer may cause visceral bleeding or rupture. If there is severe bleeding, blood transfusion or even new surgery will be required."

"Is the probability high?"

"It depends on whether their journey is bumpy. After all, we are preparing to transport it back. There is little chance of problems caused by small vibrations."

"Understood." Qi Wei nodded thoughtfully, and quickly said with a smile: "If I don't bother you, I'll ask the professional doctor for his opinion. It's okay. I'll leave first. The coffee smells so good."

"Then you have a drink." Gu Zhiyan stood up immediately: "Didn't I hear that this case is not going to be investigated? They have all gone to Yihe Road."

"Let's try hitting a shot with or without dates. What can we do?
The line on Yihe Road cannot be checked.

But the driver of the fake car was shot in the arm, and there might be massive bleeding. The hospital always has to keep an eye on it. What if?Am I right. "

"Yes, yes, we can't give up all clues."

"gone."

"Walk slowly. Section Chief Qi is quite serious."

The two of them chatted and drank and went out. Gu Zhiyan took the initiative to get into the driver's seat and drove to Laohuqiao Prison.

"Can you drive?"

“I’ve only opened it once or twice, mainly because I’m not familiar with Nanjing.”

"Yes, yes, I forgot that you have just returned to China. If you have time, go to the city more, otherwise the office will have to assign you a driver."

"Okay, I'll learn as soon as possible."

"Well, young people learn everything quickly."

Gu Zhiyan took out an envelope from the briefcase next to him: "This is for you."

Zhou Qinghe took it and looked at it, a little surprised: "150 four yuan?"

Yesterday, Boss Dai said one hundred, but there is still a fraction of that.

Gu Zhiyan smiled and said: "One hundred is the extra amount that Boss Dai specially approved for you to settle down.

The 60 yuan is an advance salary for you. I was afraid that you would have to spend money elsewhere, so I told Director Xu in the accounting office to advance the payment in advance and not pay it this month.

The less than [-]% is for food expenses.

According to the rules of the office, everyone should hand over [-]% of their income to cover food expenses.

Generals and soldiers eat the same food. This is decided by Boss Dai. "

That's it. "Thank you, Chief Gu."

Since it was salary, Zhou Qinghe accepted it with a smile. He really didn't have much money.

"Here we are, this is Laohuqiao Prison."

It's only three blocks away from Jige Alley and you'll reach your destination.

As soon as Gu Zhiyan's car stopped, the warden who was waiting at the door ran over with a smile on his face.

These days, prisons are under multiple leadership.

The leadership of the court, the leadership of the Military Department, the leadership of the Secret Service, and the leadership of Director Xu’s Party Mediation Office.

In Nanjing city, if ten people were killed with a brick, there might be someone more powerful than him among them.

Anyway, everyone here is me.

"Chief Gu."

"Old Liao, let me introduce to you, the newly appointed Chief of the Medical Unit Zhou. He may need to come to check the physical condition of prisoners at any time in the future."

"understand."

Medical tasks such as sending a medical team are under the jurisdiction of the medical department, but the warden also understands that the Secret Service will not send anyone if cats and dogs are sick.

Zhou Qinghe also exchanged a few words with Warden Liao, mainly to get to know each other.

Gu Zhiyan pointed at the soldiers at the door and said: "This is the 87th Division, the principal's direct unit, the German Arms Division. The people inside want to get out of the prison, but they only recognize the warrant but not the person.

There are three types of people in prisons: ordinary people, whom we don't care about; red party members, whom we don't care about; and spies.

Those who have been sentenced to death are of little value, and those who have been squatted for a long time are of no value either. So the focus of our visit today is on those who were just brought in not long ago.

Lao Liao, I'm sorry to bother you. "

"That's right, we're ready." The warden stepped forward to lead the way.

Zhou Qinghe asked curiously: "Why doesn't the Red Party care? Isn't that also the task of our Secret Service?"

Gu Zhiyan shook his head and analyzed the secret:

"You think, who caught the Red Party? Either us or the Party Affairs Office.

This group of people is famous for being tough, and they have already recruited those who are going to be recruited. Now that they are about to be sentenced, they must be tough. There is nothing they can do against him, so let's not waste our efforts. "

"The Japanese are different. Some people who were arrested were not members of our Secret Service. This is valuable."

A group of people walked into the interrogation room. Gu Zhiyan picked up three files from the table and looked at them. He picked one and handed one over: "Take a look at this."

Zhou Qinghe flipped through the information. Ono Yoshibe, male, 27 years old, worked in the same trading house. He was caught for drunkenly molesting women and was sentenced to seven years.

The rest are the specific details of the crime and the sentencing documents, which are not interesting.

It was just brought in three days ago.

This does not require the Secret Service, it is just an ordinary crime.

"What can you tell?" Gu Zhiyan asked teasingly.

Zhou Qinghe shook his head decisively: "I can't do it, the section chief should just say it directly."

"Old Liao, then let this little wild guy be escorted over first."

"Okay, I'll ask someone to pass it on."

Gu Zhiyan didn't show off and said straightforwardly:

"Japanese spies especially like to work in this kind of trading house. First, they come into contact with many people. You think, those who go to the trading house to purchase goods are all wealthy people and valuable.

The second is to facilitate the communication of information. You can just ask about something casually and have a few words to pass on the information. "

Zhou Qinghe nodded in agreement. If he was on the development front, he would also need to develop people like this as his subordinates.

Gu Zhiyan chuckled: "Do you think it sounds easy? If you catch him and whip him a few times, there will be clues to the spy?"

Zhou Qinghe was startled, then smiled and shook his head: "That's definitely impossible."

If it's so easy to find some Japanese people in trading houses, why would the intelligence department be needed?
"Young people are still smart."

Gu Zhiyan patted Zhou Qinghe on the shoulder and lowered his voice:
"This group of Japanese are difficult to deal with. They know they are not here because of espionage charges. They are unscrupulous and have no fear at all.

What about your Secret Service?
To put it bluntly, he knew that we did not dare to kill him, or even seriously injure him.

Because as soon as something happens to them, someone from outside will immediately report it in the newspapers, and all of a sudden, international associations, Japanese consulates, etc. will all make a fuss.

Why should you beat the prisoner?What evidence do you have that he is a spy?
If you bite the newspaper indiscriminately, the principal will lose face, and Boss Dai will get slapped. "

I understand, you can’t hit someone without evidence, no, you can’t seriously injure them.

But with the tickling method, these Japanese people would not confess and fell into an endless loop.

After all, we haven't broken up yet, and it will be very troublesome for them to find excuses to cause trouble.

The principal is still seeking international support, and Boss Dai is still very weak, far from being powerful.

Military unification has not yet been established. Outside Nanjing City, any division commander would probably dare to yell at Boss Dai.

"Do you know why Boss Dai is so anxious to get you in? Last month, the intelligence team beat two prisoners to death without getting any confessions. Boss Dai was given a good punishment.

So, it's just a matter of time, don't put too much hope in it. "

Gu Zhiyan remembered that Zhou Qinghe wanted to meet the Japanese during last night's dinner, and couldn't help but smile and pat him on the shoulder: "It's a good thing for young people to want to make achievements, but it's hard work."

The work of the interrogation department is actually not easy to do. It's easy to just dawdle around. If the prisoner doesn't run away, the task will be completed.

Zhou Qinghe is so meticulous that even if the prisoner does not die, even if the work is successfully completed this month.

If you want to get real information and commit crimes, you have to dig for gold in the sand, which is far less direct than the intelligence department arresting people on the spot for interrogation.

Otherwise, the interrogation department is an auxiliary department and the intelligence department is the main department.

After Gu Zhiyan said this, Zhou Qinghe figured out the key, but the problem was not big.

Isn't it just that it doesn't kill people, but does it still cause pain?

For doctors, there are many solutions.

"Section Chief, what are the specific limits?" Zhou Qinghe had to ask clearly about this matter so that he could know how heavy a blow he could make.

“It’s a must not to beat anyone to death in prison, otherwise Boss Dai will definitely scold you.

The second is not to damage vital organs before he is released from prison. "

Boss Dai asked Gu Zhiyan to lead the people, just to make the key points clear.

Letting Zhou Qinghe be the chief of the medical unit means supervising on behalf of Boss Dai.

The provincial subordinates were greedy for credit, and Mao didn't even get it, and he somehow took the blame.

"Okay, then I understand."

Not killing people or seriously injuring organs. Zhou Qinghe felt that there was no limit to this limit. For a doctor, it was very generous.

"Then who's responsible if you die accidentally?"

"Why do you want to die accidentally? Of course it's okay if you get sick yourself. If you have wounds or drugs and someone does an autopsy and they find out during the autopsy, can you call it an accidental death?"

Gu Zhiyan looked at Zhou Qinghe with his eyes. Why did he feel that this young man was so courageous and there was something in his words?

So if that’s the case, then the problem of dead people isn’t that big.

Zhou Qinghe had already begun to think about some way that would not hurt and still allow people to explain.

As we talked here, people arrived.

(End of this chapter)