Spy Wars: I can get rewards by being a bully!

Chapter 357: Steed, Steed

Chanan Hospital.

Although it's called a hospital, this place is just a large clinic at best.

However, in a place like Zhangjiazhuang, which is the height of medicine, most people don't go to the doctor when they are sick. Even if they do, they will find an old man who has studied several medical books. The doctor will prescribe two doses of medicine, and if the patient works, then he will be fine. If not, then forget it.

In the ward, Bater was lying on the bed, a large bed that was filled to the brim with his stuff.

A man with thick eyebrows, big eyes, a broad face and a wide mouth walked in, looking very dignified.

When Battelle saw this, he struggled to sit up, but someone stopped him.

Bater said respectfully: "Your Majesty, you are very busy, how could I have disturbed you?"

The one who came was none other than the current leader of the grassland princes, Prince De.

Prince De looked at the pale-faced Bater and frowned, "Did that young man from Peking really make you drunk like this?"

Bater was also very depressed. "I heard that there is a kind of people who have alcohol leaking out of their body. When they drink here, they sweat there. They can never get drunk no matter how much they drink!"

Prince De sighed, "You, Jin Jing is using you as a pawn. You have always been very smart, so why do you have to take the lead this time?"

Bater whispered: "I'm not doing this for Jinjing, I'm doing this for the prince."

Prince De said nothing and motioned for him to continue.

"Your Highness, the people from Peking are here to investigate. You already know what happened in Suiyuan. I'm afraid that the Military Control Commission in Chahar can't get over this. Your Highness, your letters..."

Prince De glared, "There is no letter! I don't know anything about the military and civilian unification."

Although he said this, Prince De was filled with hatred in his heart!

Damn, people with the surname Dai are so unreliable!

It is said that Prince De was bent on seeking autonomy for the grassland. He had thought of many ways over the years and had contacted the big brother in the north. Later, as the Japanese became more and more powerful outside the grassland, he began to cooperate with them.

After cooperating for a while, I found something was wrong. They just wanted to plunder resources and didn't even mention letting the grassland be autonomous!

So Prince De, who was unwilling to be lonely, started flirting with Nanbian secretly.

The letters Bater mentioned were the direct communications between Prince De and that person through the Chahar and Suiyuan stations.

Prince De even suggested going to the mountain city, but for some reason, that person refused to agree and told him to endure the humiliation here.

He came back this time just to see how Bater was doing. After all, Bater was his most trusted confidant. If anything happened to him because of drinking, he would have no place to complain.

After a few words, Prince De was obviously in a bad mood. Seeing that Bater's life was not in danger, he left in a hurry.

Looking at King De's back, Battelle lay back on the bed and closed his eyes.

I don’t know whether I’m sleeping or thinking.

..........

Xigou North Street.

Lin Ze and Kitahara Ransuke were sitting in a small car. Kitahara even stuck his head out and looked around with a telescope.

This is a long and narrow street with shacks on both sides and wooden racks lined up on the roadside.

All kinds of furs were hung on the wooden racks, and the whole street smelled foul.

There were quite a few people, including the owner of a fur warehouse, a leatherworker with a bare back and an apron tied around his waist, and a man who was still wearing a sheepskin coat and holding a long knife even in the hottest weather.

These people have one thing in common, that is, they have sharp eyes and walk steadily.

Kitahara Ransuke was very unhappy with the atmosphere here. If someone in Peking dared to take a knife to the street like this, he would be taken back to the headquarters and taught a lesson.

"Kanai Shoji, he only knows how to make money and he has run this place into this state..."

Lin Ze echoed, but he actually knew that was not the case at all.

The Peking Military Police Headquarters is certainly strong and well-managed, but this is Zhangjiazhuang.

There are only a few dozen military police and a few thousand so-called security forces. If this place is to be managed as strictly as in Beijing, it would be impossible even if all these people were worked to death.

Moreover, hundreds of years ago, this place was an important commercial center. Over such a long period of time, it naturally has unique rules and order.

After a while, Zhang Fuzhi led his men to the door of the fur shop. He brought thirty patrolmen with him.

These patrolmen are different from those in Peking who patrol the streets with wooden sticks. Each of them holds a rapid-fire rifle and looks very fierce!

Zhang Fuzhi gave a wink, and the leading patrolman kicked open the wooden door, and everyone rushed in instantly.

Then there was a gunshot from inside!

Kitahara Ransuke became nervous. His colleagues from Zhangjiazhuang were working too roughly, so they had to leave some of them alive!

When the gunshots were heard over there, the people on North Street not only did not run away, but they all stopped to watch the excitement.

There were also some who were more vigilant. They took out their weapons and protected the cavalry as they left.

Lin Ze estimated that every one of these people must have killed someone.

Come to think of it, this place is one of the Three Passes along with Shaohukou and Fugukou. People who go west have long put their heads on their belts. Without real skills, how can they eat this meal that requires licking blood from the tip of a knife?

The Chinese people are attached to their land, and every major migration is accompanied by blood. It is essentially a struggle for the right to allocate resources, just like the Hakka-Punti conflict that lasted for thousands of years. When armed fights break out, it is almost like a war.

After a while, the gunshots gradually stopped and people were escorted out one after another.

Finally, a very unruly young man was brought out. He was injured and even bleeding. His hands were tied behind his back, but he kept struggling.

Zhang Fuzhi looked quite gentle, but he was quite ruthless. He hit the young man on the back of the head with the butt of the gun in his hand. The young man fainted on the spot and was carried away.

A total of two were killed and four were captured, which is considered a fruitful result.

Kitahara Ransuke then arranged for a search of the fur shop, but unfortunately, apart from a few guns, nothing else was found.

What Beiyuan wanted most was something written on paper, but let alone letters or something like that, there wasn't even an account book in this fur shop. The most cultural item was an almanac from several years ago - which these people used to tear to roll their tobacco.

Because four people were arrested, they had to be tried separately. Kitahara didn't want to go to Kanai Shoji's house again, so he asked Zhang Fuzhi to arrange a few rooms in the police station.

Kitahara Ransuke personally interrogated the young man who was struggling most violently.

Lin Ze picked one at random.

I didn't expect that the guy I picked was such a coward. He confessed after just a few threats before he was even tortured.

However, this is also the norm for most of those arrested. In the end they will have to confess anyway, so why bother?

Based on this man's confession, Lin Ze understood the function of this fur shop.

In the past, Sui-Cha Station was originally just one station, but the two places were not close to each other, so transportation was very important.

So this fur shop was established, and that young man was the shopkeeper and the leader of the transportation team, and the rest of them were ordinary members.

They are usually responsible for transporting some necessary supplies between Suiyuan and Zhangjiazhuang, such as arms and so on. Sometimes they also have to undertake some liaison tasks, but the latter are done by the team leader himself and they are not aware of it.

Lin Ze asked, "Have you ever heard of the name Junma?"

This person looked confused.

Lin Ze was having a headache. Junma ah Junma, who is it?