"Detective Kuang, what I said is true. You can go to the patrolman who traded with me. If he can prove me, even if you beat me to death, those things were not done by me."
Ikuta Takaki cried and explained. As he spoke, he felt that his lower body had lost consciousness. This made Ikuta Takaki panic. The dignified Matsumoto family would not want a eunuch as a son-in-law.
At this time, he was still counting on relying on the power of his father-in-law to escape disaster. It must be said that he was really blind. Perhaps this was the root cause of this person's arrogant style in the consulate.
"hehe."
Kuang Fuan, who was sitting on the chair, smiled, raised his hand to ask the interrogator to stop, stood up and walked to Ikuta Takaki: "Mr. Ikuta, Kuang said that I am willing to believe you, and I also asked my boss for instructions.
It's a pity that all the white police officers in the patrol room, including the police department, said they had never met the old intelligence broker. Tell me, should I trust a prisoner or a group of superiors?
I advise you not to waste your efforts and tell the truth about the matter, so that you can suffer less and I can waste less time. Don't force me to give you a real punishment. "
After saying this, Kuang Fuan picked up the fire tongs and knocked on the stove. The crisp metal collision sound made Ikuta Takaki shiver, his teeth became sore, and he almost spurted something out again.
As an intelligence officer at the Japanese Consulate, he has seen what real torture is. The interrogated persons often end up dead or disabled. In short, it is not a pain that humans can bear.
Ikuta Takahi's tears and nose ran down his face, and he begged humbly: "Mr. Kuang, please take me to my residence. There are gold bars worth fifty thousand oceans there. I will give these to you."
I just ask you to notify our consulate and ask Mr. Consul to come and see me. You are Chinese, not British. You can go anywhere with gold bars. You don’t need to be slaves for life. "
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of several interrogators in the room changed slightly, and they glanced at Kuang Fuan quietly. For them, fifty thousand oceans of gold bars was an astronomical amount of money that they could not earn in several lifetimes.
Just by notifying the Japanese consulate, you can live a life without worrying about food and clothing. It seems to be a very cost-effective deal. After all, who can support themselves, who is willing to follow the British to do things.
As we all know, Dai Ying is really not a good person in terms of being a good person. For example, if a patrolman is injured or killed while handling a case, white people can enjoy full paid holidays and generous death compensation.
As for the Hua and Yin arrests, the injured were fired directly, and the dead were given a hundred dollars. If it weren't for the money, they would be the policemen who gave birth to sons without buttocks.
"Don't listen to his deception."
Kuang Fu'an noticed their strange movements, reminded him in time, and said with a sneer: "Mr. Ikuta is so scheming. Without the gold bars, there will be no evidence for your buying and selling of information.
Besides, do you think we are fools? Even if you don't give it, can't we get it ourselves? You were arrested last night, and the people in your consulate probably don't know yet. "
This makes sense.
The guards' eyes lit up. They knew the other party's address anyway, so they could just go there and get it. Why take the risk of notifying the Japanese consulate? Even if someone knew, it would be a big deal and they would be separated.
After thinking about it, they looked at Ikuta Takaki with even more unkind eyes. They were treating the people present as monkeys. Fortunately, Inspector Kuang reminded him, otherwise they would have fallen into this guy's trap.
Seeing that the guards had reacted, Kuang Fu'an relaxed his frown slightly. If these people were really determined, he would really be in trouble, but it was just trouble.
Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly turned around and asked: "Mr. Ikuta, you said that my father gave you 50,000 oceans of gold bars just to buy a telegram from your Ministry of Foreign Affairs.
I have read the telegram you mentioned, and there is no sensitive content. I also know what level of intelligence you can buy in the Shanghai intelligence market for 50,000 yuan. You can't spend that much money.
Those golds of yours were not obtained in one transaction, but were gains from buying and selling information over a long period of time. You are treating me like a fool. Brothers, give Mr. Ikuta a heads-up. "
Kuang Fuan gritted his teeth and said these words. He judged in his mind that Ikuta Takaki must have something to do with those documents. After thinking for a while, he walked out of the single cell amidst the screams of the other party.
He walked quickly to his office, led his police officers, and immediately drove to Ikuta Takaki's residence. As an important evidence involved in the case, the gold bars must be preserved as soon as possible.
The police car quickly drove out from the chief patrol room and headed towards Hongkou District. It didn't take long to arrive at a residential area. It was incomparable to Hase Ryosuke's villa area and consisted mostly of bungalows.
"Alert, open the door."
Kuang Fuan got out of the car, looked at the surroundings, and whispered to a lean patrolman that this person had excellent lock-picking skills. In this case, technical lock-picking was the best choice.
Otherwise, it would alert the surrounding neighbors and cause an uproar. If John Kaiziwei wanted to handle the matter in a low-key manner, he would act in accordance with the other party's request and there would be no need to create extra complications.
"Yes, Detective."
The lean patrolman whispered back, then took out two iron bars from his pocket with his slender fingers, held them close to the door for more than ten seconds, and then the door lock opened with a click.
The patrolmen immediately opened the door and walked in, turning the yard and the house upside down. The problem was that after searching for a long time, they could not find the Citibank gold bars worth 50,000 oceans that Ikuta Takaki said.
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Could it be that someone got there first?
Kuang Fuan walked around the room with squinted eyes, scanning the floor and furniture one by one with his sharp eyes. He also didn't see anything suspicious. Strangely, the gold bars flew away with their long legs.
As for whether Ikuta Takaki was lying, it was unlikely. He was the one who was unlucky to trick the interrogators. An intelligence officer would not be so unwise unless there was a good reason.
Moreover, not only was there no gold in the room, there were also no weapons or dangerous goods, which ruled out the possibility that the other party would take the opportunity to escape, unless the guy wanted to use his legs to compete with bullets to see who was faster.
"Detective, come and take a look."
At this time, a patrol officer came over and reported: "Ikuta Takaki's study is a bit strange. There is no document on the bookshelf or drawer. Isn't that guy a consulate official? This is too clean.
Even we sometimes have to go home with official documents, let alone an official. Does he have another residence? None of these agents are fuel-efficient, and they are probably playing tricks. "
"Walk."
Kuang Fuan did not make a decision lightly. He went to the study and looked around carefully to confirm that the situation was the same as what his subordinates said. Not to mention the consulate documents, there was not even an extra piece of paper in it.
He turned around and walked to the patio, looking at the peach trees planted in the yard in trance. What was going on? It seemed that he could only go back and ask Ikuta Takaki, so he waved and shouted to his subordinates.
"Call the team and return to the patrol room."
Kuang Fuan was the first to go out and get into the car. He secretly felt cruel in his heart, Ikuta Takahiro, Ikuta Takahiro, if you find out that you are talking nonsense, then I will let you know today what life is worse than death.
At this time, the other side of the city.
In No. 75 Jisi Feier Road, Zuo Zhong kicked the wooden box under his feet and looked up at Wu Chunyang: "All the gold bars are here? There are no traces left, right? We can't underestimate the people in the patrol room.
These people have been dealing with people from the Cao Gang and the underworld for a long time, and they are very familiar with the matter of chickens and dogs. Once they see the flaws, the following drama will not be easy to sing. Be careful of capsizing in the gutter. "
"Don't worry, Deputy Director. I personally checked what Tongsuo guy did when we retreated. The furnishings and related traces have been cleaned and restored. The patrol room will never notice it."
Wu Chunyang opened the box with a smile as he spoke: "In addition to the gold bars that Section Chief Gu gave Ikuta Takaki, we also brought back the cash he hid in the house, which is quite a lot."
Oh, there's an unexpected gain.
Zuo Zhong took a look and saw that there were several thick piles of US dollars, Japanese yen and British pounds in the box, which amounted to five or six thousand dollars. A son-in-law from a well-known family had only this little savings. Damn, he is such a waste.
He yawned and nodded: "Give it all to the brothers as bonuses. You guys have been very busy during this period. After the operation is over, give them half a day of free time.
Although this money is not much, we have finally made a trip to the foreign market ten miles away. When we return to Jinling, we must bring some clothes and snacks for our wife and children at home. We cannot let the horses run without letting them eat grass. "
"Thank you, Deputy Director."
The little agent next to him smiled happily. More than a hundred people were divided. Each person could get at least fifty or sixty yuan, which was enough to buy several sets of ready-made clothes and leather shoes for his family. The deputy director still felt sorry for people like him.
"Don't thank me, just thank Ikuta Takaki. You have worked hard to save for so many years, and now it's all easy for you. Okay, let's go back and rest. Chunyang, you stay here for a while."
Zuo Zhong made a little joke and asked the spies to go out. He took Wu Chunyang to sit on the sofa and asked in a low voice: "Have you brought the documents from Ikuta Takaki's residence? Is there any important information?"
"No."
Wu Chunyang shook his head and took out a document bag from his arms: "I took a look at it on the way. They were all the daily official documents of the consulate. There was nothing worth paying attention to. This is normal.
The Japanese are very strict about the management of confidential documents. According to previous interrogations of Japanese spies, the documents they need to use in their work need to be returned to the confidentiality room for safekeeping when they get off work.
Ikuta Takaki was able to bring out the telegram from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and hand it over to Section Chief Gu. It may be that the confidentiality level of the telegram was not high, otherwise even if he was the son-in-law of the Matsumoto family, he would not be able to bring it out. "
"Well, I agree with your guess."
Hearing this, Zuo Zhong nodded slightly and looked at him: "No, no, it's okay. The patrol room only needs to be suspicious of this matter. You must keep an eye on each other's movements, and make the following plans well."
"yes."
Wu Chunyang perked up.
