"Inspector Kuang, what I said is true. You can go to the policeman who trades with Lao Dou. He can prove my words. Even if you beat me to death, I will not do those things."

Takaki Ioda cried and explained, and as he spoke, he felt that his lower body was out of consciousness, which made Takaki Ioda intimidated. The dignified Matsumoto family would not want a eunuch son-in-law.

At this time, he was still counting on relying on his father-in-law's power to escape. He had to say that he was really blinded. Perhaps this is the fundamental reason why this person was arrogant in the consulate.

"hehe."

Kuang Fu'an on the chair smiled, raised his hand to let the interrogator stop, got up and walked to Takahiro Izuda: "Mr. Izuda, Kuang said that I am willing to believe you, and I have also asked my boss for instructions.

Unfortunately, the white police officers in the police station, including the police department, said they had never seen the intelligence broker of Lao Dou. Tell me, should I believe in a prisoner or a group of bosses?

I advise you not to waste your time and tell the truth of the matter. In this way, you can suffer less and I can waste less time. Don’t force me to give you a real big punishment."

After saying this, Kuang Fu'an picked up the tongs and knocked on the stove. The crisp metal impact made Takaki Iodan shiver, and his teeth became sore, and something almost spewed out again.

As an intelligence officer at the Japanese consulate, he has seen what a real punishment is. The interrogated personnel are often either dead or disabled. In short, it is not a pain that humans can bear at all.

Izuda Takaki's tears and snot flowed down his tears and begged humbly: "Mr. Kuang, please take me to my residence, where there are gold bars worth 50,000 oceans, I will give them all to you.

I just want to notify our consulate and let the consulate come to see me. You are Chinese, not British, you can go anywhere with gold bars, and you don’t need to be a slave for a lifetime.”

As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of several interrogators in the room changed slightly. They looked at Kuang Fu'an quietly. For them, the 50,000-ocean gold bars would never be able to earn astronomical figures in their lifetimes.

Just by notifying the Japanese consulate, you can live a life of food and clothing without worries. It seems to be a very cost-effective business. After all, you can support yourself, who is willing to follow the British?

As we all know, it is true that Ying Ying is not a human being. For example, the police officers are injured or killed in case handling, and white people can enjoy full paid vacations and generous death compensation.

As for the Chinese and Indian arresters, the injured were fired directly, and the dead were given a hundred dollars. If it weren't for making money, the genius would be the policeman who had a son without eyes.

"Don't listen to him insults."

Kuang Fu'an noticed their abnormal movements, reminded him in time, and sneered, "Mr. Soda is so planning. Without gold bars, there will be no evidence for your trading information.

Besides, do you think of us as fools? Even if you don’t give it to us, we can’t 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. Anyway, they knew the other party's address, so they could just go over and get it. Why should they risk notifying the Japanese consulate? Even if they are known, they will be divided.

After thinking it through, they looked at Takaki Izuda even more unkindly. They treated the people present as monkeys. Fortunately, there was Inspector Kuang's reminder, otherwise they would have fallen into this guy's plan.

Seeing the guards react, Kuang Fu'an frowned slightly loosened his eyebrows. If these people were really determined, he would be a little trouble, but it was just a trouble.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something and suddenly turned around and asked, "Mr. Soda, you said Lao Dou gave you 50,000 yuan of gold bars just to buy a telegram sent by your Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

I have read the telegram you mentioned, but there is no sensitive content. I also know what level of intelligence you can buy in the Shanghai intelligence market, and it can't cost so much money.

Your gold is not obtained by one transaction, but the income obtained from long-term trading information. You are treating me as a fool. Brothers, please cheer Mr. Izuda up."

Kuang Fu'an gritted his teeth and said these words, believing that Izuda Takahi was probably unrelated to those documents. After thinking for a while, he walked out of the single cell amid the other party's screams.

He quickly walked to his office, brought his subordinates with all his policemen, and immediately drove to Saitan Takahi's residence. As important evidence of the case, the gold bar must be preserved as soon as possible.

The police car drove out of the main police room quickly and headed towards Hongkou District. It didn't take long to arrive at a private residential area. It was incomparable to Hasegawa Ryosuke's villa area, and there were mostly bungalows.

"Warning, open the door."

Kuang Fu'an got out of the car and looked at the movements around him, and whispered to a thin policeman that this person had a skilled lock-opening skills. In this case, technical lock-opening is the best choice.

Otherwise, it would definitely cause a stir if the neighbors around him were alarmed. If John Kaiziwei wanted to deal with this matter in a low-key manner, he would do his own thing according to the other party's requirements, and there was no need to cause trouble.

"Yes, Inspector."

The thin police thief head replied in a low voice, then took out two iron bars from his pocket with his slender fingers, pressed against the door and operated for more than ten seconds, and opened with a click.

The police 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, I didn't find the Citi gold bar worth 50,000 oceans that Takaki Izuda said.

Could it be that someone took the lead?

Kuang Fu'an walked around the house with his eyes narrowed, and his sharp eyes swept across the ground and furniture one by one. He also didn't see any suspicious places. It was strange that the long legs of the gold bars could not fly.

As for whether Takaki Ioda is lying, it is unlikely that it is not a big possibility. It is himself who is unlucky to play with the interrogator. An intelligence officer will not be so unwise unless there is sufficient reason.

Moreover, there is not only no gold, but also no weapons or dangerous goods in the house, which ruled out the possibility of the other party taking the opportunity to escape, unless the guy wants to compete with the bullets with his legs and the bullets.

"Inspector, come and take a look."

At this time, a police officer came over to report: "Izuda Takaki's study is a bit strange. There is no document on the bookshelf and drawer. Isn't that kid an officer in the consulate? This is too clean.

Sometimes we have to take official documents home, let alone an official, does he have another residence? None of these spies are a good-for-nothing one, and they are probably playing with the cunning rabbit’s three holes.”

"Walk."

Kuang Fu'an did not make a decision easily, so he went to the study and checked it carefully, confirming that the situation was the same as what his subordinates said. Not to mention the consulate documents, he didn't even see a piece of extra paper in it.

He turned around and walked to the courtyard, looking at the peach trees planted in the yard, and what was going on. It seemed that he could only go back and ask Takaki Izuda, so he waved his hand and shouted.

"Get out the team and go back to the police room."

Kuang Fu'an took the lead in getting into the car and became nervous. Izuda Takahi, Izuda Takahi, if you find out that you are talking nonsense, then I will let you know what life is worse than death today.

At this moment, the other side of the city.

In No. 75 Jisifeier Road, Zuo Chong kicked the wooden box under his kick, looked up at Wu Chunyang: "The gold bars are all here? No trace left, can't underestimate the people in the police room.

These people have been dealing with Cao Gang and underworld people for a long time, and are very familiar with the matter of rooster crowing and dog robbery. Once they see the flaws, the following drama will be difficult to sing. Be careful of capsizing in the gutter."

"Don't worry, Deputy Director, the boy Tongluo moved his hand. When I retreated, I personally checked it. The objects and related traces were cleaned and restored. The police room would never notice it."

Wu Chunyang said, smiling and opening the box: "In addition to the gold bars that Section Chief Gu gave Toki Izuda, we also brought back the cash he hid in the house, and the money was still a lot."

Oh, there are unexpected gains.

Zuo Chong looked at it and saw a few thick stacks of US dollars, yen and pounds in the box, which looked like five or six thousand oceans. The son-in-law of a prominent family had just this savings. I'm such a waste.

He yawned and nodded: "Don't send it to the brothers as bonuses. Everyone has been busy for a while. After the action is over, leave them half a day to move freely.

Although this little money is not much, I finally came to the foreign market for ten miles. When I returned to Jinling, I had to bring some foreign clothes and snacks to my wife and children. We can't let the horse run away and not let the horse eat grass."

"Thank you, Deputy Director."

The little spy next to him was smiling. More than 100 people were divided into each person, and each person could be divided into at least fifty or sixty oceans, which was enough to buy a few sets of ready-made clothes and leather shoes for his family. The deputy director felt sorry for those of him.

"Don't thank me. If you want to thank me, thank Takahi Toshita. I have worked hard to save for so many years. Now it's all cheaper. Okay, let's go back and rest. Chunyang, you can stay here."

Zuo Chong made a little joke, asked the spies to go out, took Wu Chunyang to the sofa, and asked in a low voice: "Have you brought the documents in Takahi Tomoki Izuda's residence? Is there any important information?"

"No."

Wu Chunyang shook his head and took out a file bag from his arms: "I looked at it on the road. They were all the daily official documents of the consulate, and there was nothing worth paying attention to, which is normal.

The Japanese are very strict in managing confidential documents. According to the previous interrogation of Japanese spies, the documents they need to use at work must be returned to the confidential room for safekeeping when they get off work.

Ioda Takaki was able to bring the telegram from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to Section Chief Gu. It may be that the telegram is not of high level, otherwise even if he is the son-in-law of the Matsumoto family, he would not be able to bring things out."

"Yeah, I agree with your guess."

Zuo Chong nodded slightly at him and said, "If there is no, there is no, just as the police station has doubts about this matter. You must keep a close eye on each other's actions, and the following plans must be done."

"yes."

Wu Chunyang was excited.

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Chapter completed!