Spy Wars: Return of the Red Luan

Chapter 61 Problems Money Can Solve

It's over! The young military police officer is quite experienced and doesn't fall for Chen Jiehua's tricks! Chen Jiehua and Fujiwara Mio are not real diplomats, and of course it is impossible for them to receive diplomatic documents through the Japanese headquarters. They only have diplomatic passports issued by the Consulate General in Shanghai!

What a bullshit diplomatic document! Chen Jiehua thought.

When I was in New York, I didn't even think of getting a fake diplomatic document as a backup.

"Our diplomatic correspondence is with the United States. Now that our diplomatic affairs are complete, I have some free time, so I'd like to visit a friend in Leverkusen."

Chen Jiehua obediently handed over his and Fujiwara Mio's passports, but his voice had dropped.

Damn, there's nothing I can do. Can I just give in and admit my mistake? Please let me go.

Negotiating with the inspector is like playing on a seesaw, which requires a battle of wits and courage. If you raise your voice, his will be lower, and if you lower your voice, his will be higher!
"Private visit to friends? Without diplomatic documents, it's not diplomacy! These two people are suspicious! Take them away!"

"You! Take him to find your luggage!"

Chen Jiehua looked at the dozens of armed coast guards and Abwehr military police outside. Damn, there was no way to run away. He could only admit defeat, gave Fujiwara Mio a look, and took a military police to find the suitcase.

Why does this plot seem so strange? Japan's lousy diplomatic passports are useless?

Meanwhile, the coast guard had already found the smuggled goods. Apparently, the intelligence was accurate. They were counting the quantity, but had not yet found the suitcase. Fujiwara Mio's suitcase was made in Japan, and unlike most suitcases, it was easy to find.

Chen Jiehua and Fujiwara Mio were escorted to the dock by three military police officers, with the suitcases in their hands.

Before going to the dock, the military police, perhaps judging Chen Jiehua to be dangerous, tied him up with ropes! Two more military police followed him, one on each side.

But they treated Fujiwara Mio more gentlemanly, using no ropes or handcuffs, and only one military police officer was with her because Fujiwara Mio looked very well-behaved.

Well, you will regret it. Wait until the real fight starts, and you will know how strong her force is.

The key now is where will they take us? Take us back for interrogation? In this state, it's definitely possible to find a chance to escape later. If that doesn't work, I can kill one or two of them, too. But these passports are all real names on them! We must get them back!
Alas, I still lack experience and have not considered things carefully!
While the two men were whispering in Japanese, the Abwehr military and police had already finished checking the passengers and brought the suspicious ones to the dock one after another.

The remaining passengers who have passed the screening can now go ashore with their luggage.

In the crowd, a Western man with a high nose bridge and strong facial lines walked past Chen Jiehua carrying a suitcase and glanced back at Fujiwara Mio!
What are you looking at! Have you never seen an oriental beauty?
No! This deep look, this feeling is so familiar!

They're colleagues! Damn, there really are spies! The level of the German Federal Military Police is just like that! The real boss got away, and they caught a bunch of scumbags!
That's not right, Fujiwara Mio and I are also spies! Chen Jiehua felt the gap between himself and others.

Of course, it is impossible for me to remind them that this is basic professional ethics.

Chen Jiehua and Fujiwara Mio were at the front of a dozen suspects, following the two military police officers in front of them. With military police officers on both sides of the row, they really couldn't find a chance to escape.

The key issue is that the two people's passports are in the hands of the small leader, who is at the end of the team.

Chen Jiehua followed the military police and continued to whisper in Japanese with Fujiwara Mio, discussing countermeasures.

Judging from the situation, this place must be very close to their interrogation base. Otherwise, they wouldn't have led everyone forward and would have already sent trucks to pull people in. We absolutely cannot enter the interrogation room. A gentleman never stands under a dangerous wall. This must be done before entering!

"Aoki, my idea is, we shouldn't be impulsive. Even if they manage to escape this time, they might not be able to take a single step in Germany. It's better to have them contact their families to verify their identities."

"What if they're playing dumb? They won't verify it. It's not easy to make an overseas call. And I don't want headquarters to know we're in the Weimar Republic. If they knew, they'd ask about our purpose, which would only add to the uncertainty."

"Stop talking to each other!" The military police on the side pushed Chen Jiehua as a warning.

Chen Jiehua's guess was correct. The team walked slowly for no more than fifteen minutes before arriving at the Bremerhaven checkpoint. The two men did not find a suitable opportunity to escape along the way.

Fortunately, there was no interrogation room at the checkpoint. The military and police chief divided everyone into several small rooms. Chen Jiehua and Fujiwara Mio were placed in a separate room. The chief asked the military and police officer to bring their luggage in and check it personally.

Fujiwara Mio opened the suitcase as requested, stepped back, squatted, and then stood up, following standard Japanese etiquette. Inside the suitcase, seemingly filled with normal women's clothing, there was also a new style of lingerie she had just bought in San Francisco, common in Europe.

The little boss was quite gentleman and didn't do anything. He gestured for Mio to take out the clothes herself.

When they saw the bundles of Reichsmarks emerging from under the box, the eyes of the small leader and another military police officer couldn't help but shine.

Chen Jiehua was pleasantly surprised to notice this detail. There's a play!
"My two lords, do you think we can be released on financial bail? Our passports are in your hands, and you have seen them. Our identities are definitely genuine."

"Economic bail?" The little boss understood the meaning of bail. He understood it perfectly! He had never heard of the term "economic bail," but he definitely understood it. He just wanted to confirm how much you could use.

"Yes, financial bail. We'll only keep a portion of the money in this box for travel, and give the rest to you and this gentleman. We won't ask about it, and we won't tell anyone. Just return your passports to us. We are indeed diplomats, and this is just a private visit to a friend. We haven't considered whether it's appropriate or not. Private visits to friends are indeed against the rules, and we don't want anyone back home to know."

"You can also arrange for this gentleman to escort us to the railway station to board the train."

Chen Jiehua has made it very clear. We will give you the money and we will not tell anyone about it. I will also give you a handle. If you are still not sure, you can let this military police watch us all the way to the car.

As for the reason for releasing us, it was easy to find. After verification, these two people were indeed diplomats, and there was nothing in the suitcase except clothes.

The little boss and the military police beside him looked at each other and nodded!

There's hope! At this point in time, with the economic crisis and the military and police having little income, the temptation of such neat imperial currency is too great.

Seeing the two men nodding to each other, Chen Jiehua seized the opportunity and took the initiative to step forward, took out the eight bundles of money, stacked them together and gently placed them on the table. He then showed the empty box to the little leader, who looked at the remaining bundle and nodded.

This guy is very connected and he's Japanese, so it's unlikely he's a spy. How could a spy travel around with his wife, and he has no weapons or tools.

The small leader found the two people's passports and handed them to Chen Jiehua.

　A new month! A new beginning!
It happens to be the Dragon Raising Day in February, which is a good omen. It is also the 1st. Everyone has a monthly ticket. Let’s make an appointment at 22:22 in the evening, and compete for speed with 66 monthly tickets!
This month's monthly package will be distributed in this chapter! Just refresh it! It's this chapter, not a new chapter!

I'm busy lately, so dear book friends, please read one chapter a day slowly.

　
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