"Good morning, Mr. Watanabe."
One of the younger men stood up and greeted politely.
"Who are you two?"
"We are Takagi Wataru from the Special Case Investigation Team of the Japanese Concession Unit of the Concession Police Department. This is our team leader Megure Shisan!"
"How come your unit hasn't heard of it?"
"This is a new department that has just been established in the police department, and no one except the top brass knows about it."
After some exchanges and seeing the ID, Nobutsu Watanabe was still dubious about the identity of the visitor.
"Mr. Watanabe, you can call the police station to verify."
The young man who called himself "Takagi Shita" still said politely.
Watanabe Nobutsu thought for a moment, then found the phone book, picked up the phone next to the sofa, and dialed the number for the Japanese stock market.
"Hello, this is Tomita Yang Co., I would like to ask if there are two patrol officers in the daily arrest unit, one is named Takagi Wataru, the other is Megure Thirteen..."
"This is the patrol room. Ah, sir, are you talking about Team Leader Megure and Mr. Takagi? They are performing a special mission, and we are not in a position to disclose the specific content."
After putting down the phone, Nobutsu Watanabe finally believed the other party's identity.
"Mr. Watanabe, please come with us."
The team leader of "Memu Thirteen" on the sofa stood up and said, but his hands were still in the pockets of his windbreaker.
Since the identity of the other party is certain, as a law-abiding businessman, Nobutsu Watanabe can only go with him for one trip.
After leaving home, the three of them got into a black car.
The car drove all the way south until it arrived at an inconspicuous house in the south of the public concession.
There is a wooden sign hanging at the gate, which reads "Special Investigation Team of the Concession Patrol Room" in Chinese, English and Japanese...
The house has a yard, and the car drives right in.
Watanabe Nobutetsu was brought in. The atmosphere in the house was very solemn. There were not many people. They were all wearing uniform windbreakers, and they all looked serious.
This kind of atmosphere made Nobutsu Watanabe murmur in his heart.
The three of them arrived at a staircase. To Watanabe Nobutsu's expectation, they walked down instead of up, arriving at the underground floor.
On the underground floor, Nobutsu Watanabe was taken to the "interrogation room".
"Mr. Watanabe, tell me about your investment..."
Mumu Shisan still put his hands in his pockets and asked.
Takagi Wataru next to him was taking notes.
"invest?"
"It's the investment plan of the so-called beautiful country."
"You said 'happy to see the future'? This is a formal investment..."
Although Nobutsu Watanabe was a little dissatisfied and doubtful again, he still explained the situation of "happy to see the future" of investment.
"Mr. Watanabe, based on the information we have and your statement, we have reason to believe that the plan you participated in threatens the security of the concession and may be a scam!"
After listening to Watanabe Nobutetsu's narration, Megure Thirteen's face darkened and he spoke in a serious tone.
"No way? I have been investing for nearly a year. They are a formal foreign company in the United States and are registered in the concession..."
"As an experienced businessman, I still have some judgment. Don't make things sensational."
Watanabe Nobutsu shook his head, denying Megure Thirteen's inference.
"Mr. Watanabe, please believe us, you and your assets are in danger."
Seeing that Watanabe Nobutetsu was unmoved, Megure Thirteen seemed a little anxious, and stood up suddenly to persuade him.
Seeing this, Watanabe Nobutsu calmed down from the panic he had just entered and looked at Megure Thirteen calmly.
Mumu Shisan talked for a long time, but when he saw that Niu Tanqin still had no effect, he couldn't help but feel a little angry.
"Mr. Watanabe, since you don't cooperate with us, we can only wrong you first. There are some things we need to verify. Please stay here until we get confirmation."
Megure Thirteen said to Nobutsu Watanabe angrily, taking out his left hand from his pocket and ringing the bell on the table.
Two young men in black trench coats walked in and half-forced Nobutsu Watanabe to a separate room.
There was an incandescent lamp in the room, a table, a chair, a bed, and a semi-enclosed cubicle that looked like a bathroom.
"Sir, you can read books and newspapers here, and we will have food, but you can't go out..."
One of the young men explained to Nobutsu Watanabe in neon language.
After that, the two left some books and newspapers, locked the door and left.
"You are illegally detaining me. I want to protest and sue you!"
Watanabe Nobutsu had already reacted, and he banged on the iron door of the room and shouted.
Unfortunately, calling for a long time was of no avail.
"Stop screaming. They have locked up everyone here, saying they want to investigate."
When Nobutsu Watanabe calmed down, a voice said from a room next to him.
"Nani? What on earth are they going to do? This is illegal!"
Watanabe Nobute still refused to believe the reality that he had lost his freedom. The words next to him seemed to ignite the anger in his heart again.
"Forget it, just let fate..."
Another voice next to me persuaded.
Watanabe Nobutsu shouted again.
The result is naturally fruitless.
I don’t know how long it took, but Nobutetsu Watanabe fell on the bed and fell asleep...
When he woke up again, Nobutsu Watanabe looked at the watch on his wrist. It was already two o'clock in the morning.
Knowing that it was useless to yell at this time, Watanabe Nobutsu was ready to continue resting.
At this moment, a "bang" was heard at the end of the corridor.
Then there was the sound of "ping ping ping pong" gunshots.
The gunfire was accompanied by shouts.
If you listen carefully, you will see that the shouts are also in neon language!
Hearing the chaotic noise outside, Watanabe Nobutsu couldn't help but feel a little lucky. The iron door of his room was very strong, so he should be safe...
The chaos and noise outside continued for a while.
When the iron door was broken open and a group of people broke in, Nobuyuki Watanabe was hiding in the semi-open "bathroom".
"Sir, you are frightened!"
The first person to rush in was a neon detective wearing a patrol uniform.
"You are?"
Watanabe Nobutetsu, who had experienced a huge change from morning to now, was like a frightened bird and asked in surprise.
"We are from the patrol house in the concession, and we are here to rescue you!"
The leading detective stood at attention and spoke to Nobutsu Watanabe very solemnly.
"Yes, we learned that someone was detained, so we dispatched urgently..."
A fat policeman with a Kansai-like Osaka accent hurriedly stepped forward and added.
"Are you on patrol?"
Watanabe Shintetsu asked dubiously.
"Of course, we are the real patrolmen of the concession. I am Patrolman Hattori Heiji, and this is Inspector Kudo Shinichi!"
The fat patrolman took out his ID and handed it over, and solemnly introduced it to Nobutsu Watanabe.
