Chapter 277: Interrogating the Tomb Robbers
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As soon as Ding Mocun returned home, his mind turned a thousand times, he had always wanted to learn the secret of the treasure from the mouth of the pangolin, but who expected that she would look like death, which made his hopes completely come to naught.
And now, Masatake Fukuyama spoke, he knew that he was clearly helping his wife, but in fact, it was just for his own money. Although he was very reluctant to hand over people to him, he could only agree to all his requests for the sake of his wife.
In less than a moment, Yang Wei walked forward with someone.
"Director, the people have been brought."
"I see, there's nothing to do with you here, go down!"
"Yes!"
"Remember, don't reveal half a point about today's events."
"I see."
Seeing Yang Wei retreat, Ding Mocun took a deep look at the two of them, and reluctantly took them to the Fushan Mansion.
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"Deputy Director, I've already brought it to you."
As soon as he entered the door, Ding Mocun respectfully looked at Masatake Fukuyama who was sitting on the sofa and said.
The latter glanced at the two of them, and by this time, the two were already covered in bruises, and a pair of hateful eyes looked at them with disdain.
There is no need to ask Fukuyama Masatake who already knows their identities, but he still asks lightly: "You are Grass Flying and Pangolins?" ā
Seeing that the two of them didn't pay attention to him, he asked in a deep voice to Ding Mocun: "Director Ding, don't worry!" I have just sent a telegram to my father, asking him to call General Dohihara in person, and I believe that your wife will come out soon. ā?ā Thank you, Deputy Director. ā
Ding Mocun looked at him gratefully, but he knew in his heart that the two people in front of him were the best gift to thank Fukuyama Masatake, and when he heard him finally blurt out that he was willing to help, his eyebrows finally settled and regained his composure.
"Director Ding, what about today...... Bar"
Without waiting for Fukuyama Masatake to finish speaking, Ding Mocun hurriedly said: "Deputy Director, please rest assured, I will never reveal half of today's matter to anyone." ā
Fukuyama Masatake smiled with satisfaction: "Director Ding, you and I are both smart people, since we are both serving the holy war, then don't divide you and me anymore." ā
"I see."
"Well, I'm tired, if you're okay, go back first!"
"Yes!"
Looking at the back of Ding Mocun leaving, Fukuyama Masatake's face became even darker, looked at the two people in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "Introduce yourself, I am the deputy director of the Kodama Agency here, Fukuyama Masatake." Cao Shangfei looked at him coldly, with a touch of murderous intent in his eyes: "You little devils, like a hungry wolf, can only burn, kill and loot, do all kinds of evil, sooner or later you will all go to hell!" ā
"The Japanese are hateful, but what about you? Is justice awe-inspiring? As you know, all the things you stole and sold have already entered the pockets of our Kodama Agency, and in the final analysis, you are just traitors helping Japan. ā
"Nonsense! Master is a thief, and he never disdains to cooperate with you little devils! The pangolin roared angrily.
Masatake Fukuyama sneered: "You really don't understand the meaning of the Kodama Organ!" This is a collection of all the treasures of China, like you treasures, do you think you will escape? ā
Grass Flying and Pangolin glanced at each other, and then it suddenly dawned on them that they had inadvertently called the Japanese accomplices to harm their compatriots, and when they thought of this, they wanted to die headlonging!
Masatake Fukuyama continued to ask lightly: "What, I know that I am ashamed in my heart?" ā
"What the hell do you want to do!" Cao Shangfei looked at him desperately, with a trace of murderous intent hidden in the depths of his eyes.
Masatake Fukuyama smiled faintly and advised, "You'd better not act rashly, no one has ever been able to get close to me." ā
Kusakami raised his eyes and glanced at Miyazaki Ryujing who was standing aside, his sharp eyes and resolute appearance made him know that this person was by no means an idle person!
The pangolin on the side looked at the misty night with a discouraged face, and his heart was aching. He knew that he was already sorry for his grandfather, and he was desperate and wanted to prove his innocence with death.
Masatake Fukuyama threw the photo on the table and said in a deep voice, "Today, the reason why I transferred you out of the secret service headquarters is entirely because I want you to help me identify a place. ā
The two of them closed their eyes and looked like they were at home, obviously not believing this statement.
"I know that you all hate the Japanese, but the Japanese are not entirely ruthless, and the Japanese people, like the Chinese people, suffer from the separation of their wives and wives every day."
"That's what they did, too!" The pangolin said indifferently.
Seeing this, Masatake Fukuyama said lightly: "Indeed, in your eyes, the Japanese are robbers and invaders. But you know only one thing, but you don't know the other. In fact, many Japanese people have joined the anti-war coalition and protested against this brutal war side by side. ā
"Is that you, too?" Grass Fei asked with a disdainful expression.
"Yes, if you are not willing to help me find this location, I can tell you for sure that your country will face an even greater catastrophe."
The two snorted disdainfully, obviously still disbelieving his words.
Fukuyama Masatake was not discouraged, and still opened his mouth to persuade: "You don't know, the plague has begun to appear in Shanghai and its surroundings, if you refuse to help, you will be a sinner in your country!" ā
As if this sentence was exactly what they were thinking, they immediately opened their eyes and looked at the horrific picture in the photo, and their hearts ached.
"Are you still deciding not to work with me?" Masatake Fukuyama asked with a solemn face.
The pangolin hesitated for a moment, then said faintly, "What do you want us to do for you?" ā
"I know that one of you knows something about the authentics, and the other is a native of Shanghai, and you are very familiar with the surrounding environment of Shanghai. I would like to know, where is the location of this house, and can the tunnel be rebuilt? ā
The two of them calmed down, and thousands of people carefully looked at the photos.
"If I'm not mistaken, this house should be Takahashi Prison."
"Takahashi Prison?"
Masatake Fukuyama carefully recalled the appearance of Takahashi Prison, and quickly shook his head and vetoed: "I have been to Takahashi Prison before, and its appearance is not this color. ā
"I'm afraid you don't know that this prison was built by a British architect, and my uncle and I were frequent visitors there long before you Japan invaded Shanghai, and we knew everything there."
Masatake Fukuyama frowned, he knew that Takahashi Prison was an iron bucket, and if those international reporters were really locked up there, it would be really difficult to rescue them, but when he thought of that tunnel, his brows furrowed.
"Pangolin, can I ask you if you are allowed to enter a tunnel without knowing it?"
"Yes!" The pangolin nodded in agreement without hesitation.
"What a way!"
"That's to make another tunnel and connect with that."
"And how long will it take you to build a tunnel?"
"I'm afraid I can't finish digging the tunnel alone, I have to find my brother, if the soil is too loose, then it will take a month, and the soil will take longer."
Hearing this, Masatake Fukuyama asked with a solemn face, "Will those brothers of yours be tight-lipped?" ā
"This ...... I can't say for sure, after all, we are thieves, and we may not be united without interests. ā
Masatake Fukuyama sighed: "The country is about to perish, and it is really sad for the nation to still think about personal interests." ā
Miyazaki Ryujing suddenly said: "Young master, I heard Yingshi say that he listened to the people in the headquarters talking in private, as if a group of geologists were transported from the Northeast a few days ago, and now they are staying in the International Hotel. ā
Fukuyama Masatake's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said with some complaints: "How can no one notify me of such important news?" ā
"Young Master is angry, maybe they think that this is a group of literati who can't make any waves."?" Miyazaki, there are small details that can tell the way things are going, geologists are not ordinary literati, they usually come to perform some special tasks. ā
Miyazaki Ryujing nodded clearly, and then asked in a deep voice, "Then young master, what should we do?" ā
Masatake Fukuyama pondered for a long time, then looked at the grass flying and the pangolin again, and ordered, "You guys sit down first!" ā
Hearing this, the two of them looked at the cold man in front of them in disbelief.
"What, are your injuries inconvenient?" Masatake Fukuyama asked with concern.
The two glanced at each other and quickly sat down.
Masatake Fukuyama ordered Miyazaki Ryui to summon Haruna Miyamoto.
"Deputy Director, are you looking for me?"
"Haruna, you can help them deal with it!"
"Yes!"
Haruna Miyamoto turned around and went to the second floor to take down the medicine box, carefully cleaning the wounds for Grass Flying and Pangolin.
Masatake Fukuyama continued to ask lightly, "Haruna, are their injuries serious?" ā
"Deputy Chief, their wounds have become infected and suppurated, and penicillin must be injected, otherwise, neither of them will be able to save their legs."
"Is there still penicillin in the house?"
"No." Fukuyama Masatake frowned, and ordered in a cold voice: "Miyazaki, immediately ask Yingyo to go to the hospital to help me get some penicillin." ā
"Young master, it is difficult to get in and out of the army hospital now, and it is almost impossible to take out the forbidden medicine." Deputy Director, we are just ordinary people, and we have passed through it. The pangolin said disapprerovingly.
Masatake Fukuyama shook his head in veto: "Your wounds have begun to become inflamed, and if you don't treat them in time, the consequences will be unimaginable." ā
He pondered for a long time, then ordered Miyazaki to take them down and clean them up.
In less than a moment, the two stepped forward with a new look.
"Let's go! We went to the army hospital. ā
"Young master, you will make the commander suspicious if you go so late."
"Don't worry, I have my own way to deal with it."
With that, they walked towards the door.