Fan Keqin continued: "Most of his colleagues in the same department didn't know, or they only found out after Ma Chaoqun left. This proves that She Qi is basically fine."
Hua Zhang exhaled the smoke and asked with a smile: "Section Chief, Team Leader Ma, is that last question also a trap?"
Fan Keqin nodded and said: "Yes, there is no teacher named Ma in She Qi. I am basically satisfied with his answer. But as I said before, we must do a specific investigation. From the smallest details Let’s start with it. We can’t just say that his answer is correct and we can rest assured. This is not allowed.”
Hua Zhang put out his cigarette and said, "Well, all the details can be investigated and finally proven. In addition, She Qi also married a wife locally. The probability that he is a Japanese spy will be greatly reduced."
Fan Keqin said: "Yes, and the newly arrested Japanese spy reporting team not only sent this message, but also sent it before. I just asked Zhao Debiao to check where She Qi was at that time, and it is even more It can be confirmed.”
The two people were talking, and after a while, Ma Chaoqun knocked on the door and came in, saying: "Section Chief, She Qi is gone. I have arranged for a few more tracking experts. Now go and ask the second person to start." Inquiry?"
Fan Keqin looked at his watch and saw that it was already past two o'clock, so he nodded and said, "Okay, hurry up. I can ask three people today, and I can basically finish the questioning in one day tomorrow."
Ma Chaoqun said: "Then I will bring Song Huaixin?"
Fan Keqin nodded and said: "Okay, you go ahead. Remember, when you come into contact with him, you still have to observe any reaction of the other party."
Ma Chao nodded and said, "No problem, I'll go then." After that, he turned around and left.
It was about 2:15 when Ma Chaoqun left, and it was exactly 3:00 when he came back. As soon as he entered the office, Fan Keqin immediately asked: "How is it? Did you bring him back?"
"Bring it back, he is already underground. I asked four brothers to watch." Ma Chaoqun said: "Section Chief, I followed your instructions and carefully observed Song Huaixin. When he saw me, he treated me very well." After explaining the purpose of his visit, he acted very calmly, and... he was a little disdainful and kind of... how should I put it, arrogant! But he didn't show it directly. In addition, he seemed to know about it. "
Fan Keqin nodded and said: "Well, the Attendant's Office is originally used to organize various documents and information for the old man, and help him handle things. Song Huaixin, as the deputy director of the Attendant's Office, cannot be unclear. As for disdain, that's not it. It's easy to understand. The deputy director of the Attendant's Office has a wide network of contacts. All the people he contacts are senior officers. How could he like our military commander's brother? But arrogance...especially suppressed arrogance, the kind in the bones, is not Show it. But it can also be seen by you. Could this be a way for him to deliberately hide his true identity? It’s hard to say. "
Having said this, Fan Keqin stood up and said, "Let's go and meet him for a while." After that, he led Hua Zhang and Ma Chaoqun out of the office and went down the stairs to the second underground floor.
After entering the interrogation room, follow the previous instructions and ask the four Operations Section agents to pay attention to the person inside and be ready to rush in at any time.
Fan Keqin put a piece of paper on the table, suddenly remembered something, and asked: "Have you searched me?"
Ma Chaoqun was startled, then nodded and said: "Search, I brought him back and searched him first, and then arranged for him to enter the house before looking for you. Nothing was found, and there was absolutely no hidden weapon. Suicidal poison-like items.”
Fan Keqin said "Yeah." and said, "How did he react?"
Ma Chaoqun replied: "Very cooperative. He automatically stretched out his hands to both sides, and he searched them personally. There was only a bunch of keys, a watch, and a wallet all over his body. Except for cigarettes, there was nothing else."
Fan Keqin said: "Very cooperative? No... other emotions?"
Ma Chaoqun said: "No, his face is expressionless. He raised his head slightly, and it felt a bit... just like you were searching."
Fan Keqin nodded and said: "That's right, remember Lao Ma, no one can ever be emotionless when doing something. If there is really no emotion, then he is definitely hiding something. There must be something wrong. You must pay attention to this."
Ma Chaoqun stood up and said, "Yes! I remember my humble position."
"Yeah." Fan Keqin said, "Let's ask in the order of this piece of paper, the same as She Qi's."
At this moment, Fan Keqin saw a fat guy in his fifties, about fifty years old, wearing a Chinese tunic suit, standing up from the stool and walking up. Fan Keqin immediately waved his hand towards Ma Chaoqun, who was about to turn on the microphone switch, and said, "Don't move, let's see what he does."
The person inside was naturally Song Huaixin. After he stood up, he walked straight towards the double-sided mirror. When he got there, he pursed his lips and looked up and down. Then he came closer and squinted his eyes to try to see clearly what was happening on the other side. He said, "I know you are hiding behind Behind here, bring me my cigarettes."
Fan Keqin and others made no sound. After about three or four seconds, Song Huai knocked on the mirror with his hand, making a "dang-dang" sound, and said: "Did you hear that? I know you are behind the mirror. Bring me my cigarettes."
Fan Keqin took out a cigarette of his own, handed it to an agent, and said, "Send it to him and light it for him. You can't give him a lighter."
The Operations Section agent immediately took it, walked through the corridor on the left, and soon entered the interrogation room. He said, "Director Song, you smoke first." He handed the cigarette over.
When Song Huaixin saw it, he let out a gentle "chi" sound from his nose. With a hint of ridicule and a hint of disdain on his face, he said, "Is this just one cigarette enough to smoke? What? Are you afraid there's something fishy in my cigarette?" After saying that, he held the cigarette in his mouth.
The agent said: "If you want to smoke, we will give it to you." While speaking, he had lit the fire for him, stepped back, came to the door, opened the door and returned.
"Section Chief." The agent handed the silver-shell kerosene lighter to Fan Keqin, who took it and put it in his pocket.
Ma Chaoqun, who was already sitting in front of the microphone, saw it and said with a smile: "Section Chief, you saw it, he is very arrogant."
Fan Keqin frowned and said, "He has a guilty conscience. There must be something wrong with this person." After saying this, Ma Chaoqun, Lian Huazhang, and the four agents from the Operations Section were stunned for a moment.
