Reborn in the 60s, I hunt to support my family and even seduce the village beauty.

It really was the Japanese who did it!

When Chang Kun arrested human traffickers, he learned that they had an organization behind them, and he felt something was wrong.

Logically, child traffickers would target families with no power or influence, or even those who are starving.

Those kinds of families, even if they lose a child, have no way of finding them.

But the families of these children kidnapped by human traffickers are all wealthy and powerful.

How could this not raise suspicions that they have deeper motives?

The truth is now out: it was the Japanese who were behind this.

It seems they kidnapped those children to threaten their high-ranking parents.

Whether you want to gather intelligence or cause sabotage, you can find some opportunities through this.

"Director Huang, where is their base? Shall we take them down now?"

Director Huang gave a cold laugh: "Those human traffickers knew they couldn't escape death, so in order to suffer less, they confessed everything about the organization behind them."

"To keep it a secret, I won't tell you the specific location yet. We'll take the train to Tianjin."

Chang Kun's heart skipped a beat. The organization behind the human traffickers was actually in Tianjin. No wonder he hadn't detected any more spies while sensing their presence.

Based on the system's intuition, it would definitely mark itself with a special tag when encountering criminals like Japanese spies.

They were nowhere to be found; it turned out they were hiding in Tianjin, far from the capital.

That's quite cautious.

However, having walked along the riverbank so often, they were finally caught red-handed this time. Hopefully, they can follow the clues and catch even more big fish.

Following Director Huang and the political commissar into the train carriage, Chang Kun watched as rows of police officers lined up and followed.

This operation was quite large in scale.

There were at least a hundred police officers in the area he saw.

If it weren't for the short-distance special trains, it would be a real hassle to have so many people traveling to Tianjin.

Director Huang did not dare to directly summon the local police in Tianjin, fearing that there might be Japanese spies there, which would lead to the failure of the operation.

On the special train, Director Huang and a group of leaders, both high and low-ranking, made arrangements in the dining car.

"We divided the personnel for this operation into three parts. The first part is the elite. Their marksmanship and skills have been tested in the public security team. As assault troops, they do not hesitate to open fire when they encounter the enemy. Of course, it is best to capture them alive, but crippling them is also acceptable."

"The second group, acting as the outer defense personnel, will position themselves around the base; not a single bird can be allowed to escape!"

"The third part, as a mobile force, involves identifying and addressing any gaps in our capabilities."

Following Director Huang's order, the station chiefs and team leaders below began to get busy, entering the carriages to form teams.

When the special train was about to reach Tianjin Station, it stopped halfway.

To prevent leaks, Director Huang strictly ordered the police officers from Beijing not to contact their counterparts in Tianjin.

The quality of the team at this time was truly high; the distance from the vicinity of the station to the location where the interrogation took place was a full thirteen kilometers.

Despite the great distance and carrying rifles, these police officers arrived at the location in just fifty minutes.

Even without sprinting, everyone who ran this far only broke a light sweat.

Director Huang and the other leaders were all seasoned veterans who were not intimidated by such a long distance.

If this were in later generations, would leaders really be expected to personally do such a thing? That's wishful thinking!

When working, just wave two shovels and have your secretary take some pictures; that would be so easy.

This outpost is still hidden among a group of residential houses.

These Japanese know how to hide; Director Huang has already investigated them through his reliable comrades in Tianjin.

This area of ​​residential houses has few inhabitants, making it convenient for spies to infiltrate.

"Chang Kun, you stay with us. Let's see what these Japanese spies are really like."

Chang Kun glanced at Director Huang and thought to himself that things probably wouldn't go as he wished.

He sensed that there were no criminals in the nearby houses. He didn't know if the interrogators had made a mistake, or if the spies here had already gotten wind of it and fled.

Without hesitation, he directly suggested to Director Huang, "Director Huang, something feels off here."

At this moment, we cannot hold back. This is not only about whether we can catch the Japanese organization behind the human traffickers, but also about the safety of the public security officers who came here to fight.

If the spies here do get wind of the situation and install traps in these houses, then it could really be dangerous.

Director Huang frowned: "Oh? What discovery did Chang Kun make?"

He still valued Chang Kun, who had made great contributions.

He vaguely heard rumors that Chang Kun was particularly sensitive to criminals and had caught seven or eight thieves on his first day of work.

When Chang Kun said something was wrong, his heart skipped a beat.

Chang Kun carefully chose his words: "Director, I need to go up and take a closer look before I can be sure."

He had a strong sense of danger; even if the spies here had set some kind of trap, they couldn't hurt him.

"Then go forward and be careful to hide yourself. The people inside haven't noticed us yet."

Chang Kun disagreed.

The place was probably empty at this moment, and Director Huang was secretly pleased, thinking that the operation had not been discovered.

He pressed himself against the wall near the door, pretending to listen.

Ah Hui, the head of the Qianmen Railway Station Police Station, who was hiding in the back, coldly watched Chang Kun's appearance and let out a heavy snort.

With so many police officers here, Chang Kun still pretended to step forward and show off. Perhaps the merits he made in the past were achieved by currying favor with his superiors in this way.

Director Huang glared at him fiercely. Everyone else quietly lay in wait. What was Ah Hui up to? He even let out a cold snort.

"Ah Hui, what's your opinion?" Director Huang asked in a low voice.

"Ah! No...it's nothing..."

Realizing he had misbehaved, Ahui stammered in response to his boss's questioning.

"Then shut your mouth and don't let the spies inside hear you." Director Huang didn't have time to pay attention to him and kept a close eye on Chang Kun's movements.

"Yes, yes!" Ahui wiped the sweat from his brow, finding Chang Kun even more displeasing.

This morning, he beat his most capable pickpocket half to death, and the man is still seething with hatred.

Now he's putting on an act again, letting him get scolded by the boss!

Chang Kun approached the door of the house and gently touched the door with his finger.

Suddenly, I felt a chill run down my spine, as if my soul would be scattered the moment I pushed open the door.

He took a small step back, thought for a moment, and then returned to Director Huang's side.

"Chief, something's wrong with that doorway. It's like there's a minefield."

"What?!"

Director Huang and the political commissar next to him exclaimed in surprise.

As veterans who participated in the War of Resistance against Japan for many years, they were very familiar with the type of mine called "opening mine" (or similar mine).

In the past, when the war was difficult, they often used stones to make landmines and hung them at the door, just waiting for the Japanese to open the door so that they would explode and injure the enemy.

Unexpectedly, Japanese spies also used this method at this time. Given their military capabilities, the mines tied to the door could not have been just crudely made stone mines.

Hearing this, Ahui curled his lip in disdain. This Chang Kun didn't even bring a mine detector, how dare he say there was a mine hidden behind the door?

He was definitely just making things up to impress his superiors.

He used to do this kind of thing often, frequently showing his face in front of the leaders, which is how he got his current position as the head of the police station.