Lu Jizhi left Haigu that night, and Lu Chengzhou was also afraid of a long night and many dreams.
Lu Jizhi's radio station was kept, not only because it was the latest Xiaoxing agent radio station produced in Chongqing, but also because Lu Chengzhou wanted to have multiple backup radio stations.
When Lu Jizhi took the radio station on the road, he actually had to take a big risk.
After Lu Jizhi left Haigu, the radio station still sent out a report early the next morning.
However, the location of the radio station is far away from the British Concession, in the mountainous area of Haigu District 7.
If the military police unit had not known the wavelength of this radio station, it would not have been able to detect it.
Moreover, the place suddenly changed and it was impossible to get a seat.
When Lu Chengzhou arrived at the military police detachment early the next morning, he found that Kawasaki Hiroshi's face was particularly ugly.
Last night, two trains loaded with flour stopped at Haigu North Station and were robbed by hungry people.
Although the military police at the station responded promptly, they were counterattacked.
It later turned out that it was the military commander who fired the gun.
In other words, yesterday's food grab was planned by the military.
This incident happened at the North Railway Station and had nothing to do with the British Concession Military Police detachment.
However, last night, the radio signal found was very weak and it was impossible to locate it.
According to Matsumoto Masahiro's speculation, the radio station was not in the concession at all.
In other words, this radio station is likely to run away.
Two consecutive incidents made Hiroshi Kawasaki very angry.
The organ of Juntong Haigu Station was probably located in the British Concession. It was his incompetence that allowed Juntong to become so rampant.
As for the radio station in the early morning, I had almost found the radio station, but the other party suddenly changed its location.
"Last night, a highly suspicious person was discovered at the National Hotel in the French Concession. However, after the person entered the room, he quickly escaped from the window." Kawasaki Hiroshi said coldly.
"French Concession? No wonder the Intelligence Room didn't gain anything. It turned out that he went to the French Concession." Lu Chengzhou seemed to be relieved.
"Military rule is becoming more and more rampant. If it is not curbed, how can the military police detachment have the face to see people?" Kawasaki Hiroshi slapped the table vigorously and roared.
"We must not only contain it, but also resolutely eliminate it!" Lu Chengzhou said firmly.
"The best way at the moment is through this radio station. If I guess correctly, this radio station is controlled by the military." Matsumoto Masahiro said slowly.
As the director of the telecommunications room of the military police unit, the only thing he can do is start from this aspect.
"Director Matsumoto, can you determine the identity of the sender from his fingering?" Lu Chengzhou asked suddenly.
After Lu Jizhi left last night, his radio station was handed over to Liu Jinghua for safekeeping.
Masahiro Matsumoto may not be familiar with other fingering techniques, but he will definitely not forget Liu Jinghua's fingering techniques.
"Of course, everyone's fingering is different. It's just that this person's fingering is a bit unfamiliar." Masahiro Matsumoto shook his head.
"Liu Jinghua has returned to the military commander, will the military commander let him be idle?" Lu Chengzhou reminded.
"Yes, the reporting method this morning is really a bit like Liu Jinghua's." Masahiro Matsumoto was reminded by Lu Cheng on Monday and suddenly remembered.
Today's radio signal was weak, and the previous transmissions were completely unfamiliar, so he didn't think about it.
"It seems that this radio station is undoubtedly controlled by the military." Yamaguchi Shizuo nodded and said.
"If Liu Jinghua sends another report, will it be able to locate it accurately?" Kawasaki Hiroshi asked thoughtfully.
Since he was transferred to the British Concession Military Police Unit, he has not achieved anything.
Neither the case against the military commander nor the CCP was uncovered.
"If he sent the report more than twice in the concession, he should be able to locate it." Masahiro Matsumoto did not dare to make a conclusion.
"More than twice?" Kawasaki Hiro frowned.
"As long as the military commander is not aware of it, they will definitely continue to send reports." Yamaguchi Shizuo said.
"You know, Mr. Wang of China will soon establish the new National Government of the Republic of China in Nanjing. We must resolutely attack the anti-Japanese elements in the concession before the new government of the Republic of China is established!" Kawasaki Hiroshi said firmly
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When Lu Chengzhou heard Kawasaki Hiroshi's words, his heart moved.
There are so many traitors in China. If the Wang Puppet Government is established in Nanjing, the biggest traitor will be born soon.
"We have a detection vehicle and we can definitely detect the military radio station." Lu Chengzhou said firmly.
"Let's not talk about the detection vehicle. Someone in the concession must have participated in the food robbery last night. We are going to catch a group of people who looted and sentenced them to death to serve as a warning to others." Kawasaki Hiroshi said coldly.
"There should not be many people involved in the concession. If the wrong person is arrested, it may be counterproductive. Currently, there is a lot of resentment towards the imperial army in the concession." Lu Chengzhou said slowly.
In areas controlled by Japan, the Japanese can kill Chinese at will.
But in the concession, the Japanese still have to be cautious.
Although the Japanese banned food from entering the concession, the British and French concessions continued to compromise.
However, it would be different if the Japanese killed people at will in the concession.
"Is there nothing we can do?" Kawasaki Hiro growled.
If he were still the section chief of the special higher education course, he would definitely kill someone if he got angry.
The gendarmerie held many Chinese people in prison, and if he wanted to, he could take some out of the cell to vent his anger.
But the gendarmerie unit did not have such conditions. Even if someone was imprisoned, they must be anti-Japanese suspects.
"Actually, as long as it's not made public, we can do whatever we want." Yamaguchi Shizuo suddenly said.
His meaning is very clear, the gendarmerie detachment wants to kill people, no matter where they are.
In the British Concession, if the gendarmerie detachment openly kills people, it will naturally arouse public outrage.
But what if someone kills people secretly? Even if the police knew about it, how dare they cause trouble to the military police?
"Yo Xi!" Kawasaki Hiroshi finally showed a satisfied look on his face after hearing Yamaguchi Shizuo's words.
The military police detachment had an excuse to arrest anti-Japanese elements. It was too easy to arrest people in the British and French concessions.
Yamaguchi Shizuo and his men from the special high class arrested a dozen so-called anti-Japanese elements in one morning.
And these "anti-Japanese elements" are all Chinese.
The Japanese are still wary of arresting foreigners at will.
These Chinese "anti-Japanese elements" were quickly executed after being captured by the military police detachment.
As the director of Intelligence Room 1, Lu Chengzhou could only watch them being killed.
Among them, Yamaguchi Shizuo hacked four Chinese to death with a knife.
"Mr. Lu, are the Japanese killing anti-Japanese elements?" Zhang Guanglin stood next to Lu Chengzhou, watching these innocent Chinese people continue to die miserably at the hands of the Japanese, daring to be angry but not daring to speak.
"Just think of them as anti-Japanese elements." Lu Chengzhou sighed.
At this time, he felt very incompetent and couldn't do anything.
When the Japanese killed people, he not only could only watch from the sidelines, but even cheered for them.
Who can understand this kind of sadness?
"Can I collect the bodies for them?" Zhang Guanglin's voice was very low, and it could be heard that he had tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart.
