Spy Wars: I am the Captain of the Military Police

Chapter 1138. Disheveled and miserable.

"Section Chief Itai's methods to uphold the authority of the military police were a bit extreme, but they were understandable."

This statement eased Itai Yudai's tense nerves slightly. At least on the surface, King Yasuhiko acknowledged his behavioral logic, which gave him a way out.

However, he also sensed another layer of meaning in the words: "The methods were a bit too harsh," which was a subtle criticism, implying that he had gone too far.

Yingzuo Zhenzhao took a deep breath, which aggravated the wound in his chest, and a sharp pain made his vision go black.

But he forced himself to suppress it, and at the same time, he suppressed the humiliation churning in his chest.

He was a senior staff officer in the General Staff Headquarters, a lieutenant colonel in the army, who had studied in Germany, was fluent in five languages, and was a well-known "China expert" in the military.

He participated in planning the "He-Umezu Agreement," promoted the establishment of the puppet regime in North China, and was an important strategist for the empire's strategy towards China.

Although the "Kagesa Agency," which he single-handedly established, has only just been officially inaugurated, it has already received secret authorization from the General Staff and the Ministry of the Army. In the future, it will be responsible for special work with China, giving it a special status.

But now, he is locked in the basement like a dog, tortured, and his trusted subordinates are almost crippled.

At this moment, he was also grateful.

If it weren't for Prince Kyohiko's sudden appearance, he didn't know how much longer he could have held on.

Yudai Itai is a madman who doesn't play by the rules at all.

His military police were ruthless and professional in their interrogation methods, specializing in targeting people's most vulnerable points, not only the physical but also the mental.

Even a tough man like Hasegawa was driven insane by torture in just half a day. Although he himself had not been subjected to the most cruel punishment because of his status, Haruki Yoshitane's miserable state was enough for him to understand that if he had waited a few more days, he probably would have had to come and collect the body.

This Yuta Itai is simply a lawless mad dog!

No, at least a mad dog knows to fear its owner. This guy is like a wolf with rabies, biting anyone he sees, even his own kind.

This explains why Kagesa Yoshiaki was unaware of Itai Yūdai's past "great achievements." If he knew how many Japanese soldiers had perished at Itai Yūdai's hands, he wouldn't have thought this way.

"Your Highness is right." Kagesa Teisho lowered his head, avoiding the scrutinizing gaze of Prince Kyohiko.

His voice was a little hoarse, but his tone was forcibly controlled and remained relatively calm: "The responsibility for this misunderstanding lies with me, and I have caused trouble for Your Highness and General Takasaki."

He paused, then turned to Itai Yudai. Although the fear was still in his eyes, his tone was quite "sincere": "Section Chief Itai, I made a mistake this time, and I apologize to you."

I will assign someone to handle the losses and follow-up matters properly, and I will make sure to give you a satisfactory explanation.

He spoke with great difficulty, each word like a piece of stone scraped from his throat, tinged with blood.

But he had to speak, and he had to speak "sincerely."

Because he knew that face and dignity were worthless in the face of life and death.

Neither the Military Police Headquarters nor Itai Yuta personally had the courage to retaliate!

At this moment, all the hatred in his heart was directed at Hase in the corner!

If it weren't for this idiot who arrested Shen Suqiu and Xu Tian without permission, he wouldn't have ended up in this miserable state!

Yudai Itai's lips curled into a completely unsmiling smile as he bowed slightly, his movements as precise as if he were demonstrating etiquette, but the aloofness and sarcasm in his tone were almost undisguised: "Chief Kagesa, you flatter me."

Since it was a misunderstanding, it's best to clear things up. Hopefully, next time, your organization will adhere to more established rules.

The word "rules" was deliberately emphasized, like two small daggers gently piercing Yingzuo Zhenzhao's heart.

"Yes, yes! Definitely!" Yingzuo Zhenzhao hurriedly assured him, nodding so much that it aggravated the wound on his neck, causing a sharp pain that made him gasp.

"Now that we've talked it out, that's good."

Prince Asaka Yasuhiko stood up, a simple action that startled everyone in the room.

He straightened the cuffs of his military uniform with a calm and unhurried manner, as if he had just resolved a trivial dispute.

"Yingzuo, take your men back and recover properly. The situation in Shanghai is complicated, and we need to be more careful and thorough in our actions in the future."

He turned to Itai Yuta, his gaze calm and unwavering: "Itai, as an Imperial Military Police officer, you should prioritize the greater good."

"Hi!" the two replied simultaneously, bowing, their voices echoing in the empty room.

"I have important business to attend to and will depart for Nanjing immediately. This matter here is over."

King Kyohiko said no more and, surrounded by his guards, walked straight toward the door.

His military boots clattered on the concrete, each step like a carefully calculated rhythm.

As he passed by Kagesa Yoshiaki, he paused slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just nodded slightly and left the room filled with the smell of blood and medicine without looking back.

He actually wanted to set off for Nanjing immediately.

This detail, like the final blow, confirmed everyone's guesses: Prince Asaka Yasuhiko's visit to Shanghai was indeed for Kagesa Yoshiaki.

Otherwise, given his status and how busy he was, he wouldn't have needed to come to this gloomy basement in person, much less leave so quickly after resolving the matter.

The prince's figure disappeared around the corner of the corridor, his footsteps fading into the distance, eventually shut out by the heavy door.

An eerie silence fell over the room.

Kagesa Yoshiaki remained bowed until he was sure the prince had gone far away, then slowly straightened up.

This simple action made his vision go black for a moment, and his body swayed. Qingqi Qingyin, who was next to him, subconsciously tried to help him up, but he was also unsteady on his feet, and the two of them almost fell down together.

Yudai Itai stood still, watching them expressionlessly. Only after Kagesa Yoshiaki finally regained his footing did he speak slowly, his tone as calm as if discussing the weather: "Chief Kagesa, should we send someone to escort you to the hospital?"

The sarcasm in this statement is almost undisguised.

Weren't the people who brought them in also military police?

"Ah, there's no need to trouble Section Chief Itagaki. We can go to the hospital ourselves." Kagesa Yoshiaki raised his head and looked at Itagaki Yudai through his shattered glasses, his eyes revealing a fawning look: "I've caused Section Chief Itagaki so much trouble this time. Once I recover, I will definitely come to apologize and explain in person. I hope you can give me this opportunity."

Yudai Itai smiled nonchalantly, even with a hint of amusement, as if he were watching an interesting performance: "Chief Kagesa, your injuries are more important than your apologies and explanations. There's plenty of time for that later."

Ying Zuozhen bowed again, and then, supported by his subordinates, he led his battered men toward the door with faltering steps.

Hasegawa was being supported by two people, his legs dragging on the ground, leaving a shallow mark.

Every step Qingqi Qingyin took felt like torture; cold sweat poured down his forehead, but he gritted his teeth and didn't utter a single groan.

This group of imperial elites, who had been so spirited not long ago, now looked like ghosts crawling back from hell, disheveled and miserable.