Chapter Ninety-Five: Questioning

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May Agency, Interrogation Room.

Sakai Yiko interrogated Cheng Luo overnight, and it can be said that she used all the torture tools here, but there was no result.

Cheng Luo was beaten all over his body and was dying, but he didn't even say a word, the pain on his skin made his brain clearer, and he recalled over and over again where the disclosure appeared, but he was always at a loss.

Sakai Izuko sat down in her chair exhausted, looking at Cheng Luo in front of her fiercely with a pair of gloomy eyes, her slightly trembling hands seemed to show how weak she was.

At this time, the soldiers beside Minamino Kiyoichi ran forward and hurriedly said, "Deputy Director, the Director of the Agency asked you to go to his office immediately." ”

"I see."

Office of the Director.

"Chief, are you looking for me?"

Looking at Iko Sakai, Kiyoichi Minamino roared angrily: "That guy Yoshida Eiju is always ineffective, and the person he sent to protect the envoy caused the envoy to be assassinated because of his poor care. ”

"What! The envoy is dead! ”

"Yes, we also lost a team, you know, the Yamashita I sent is a ninjutsu master, but the other party killed them without much effort, I really want to know, who did this!"

Sakai Yizi's eyes sank slightly: "Chief, I think we should go to the scene to have a look, maybe we can find favorable clues." ”

"Well, I have this intention too, I have ordered the people at the Secret Service Headquarters to cordon it down, go! Let's go now! ”

"Yes!"

……

37 Gisfield Road.

The road that used to be quiet has become very lively at this time, and perhaps, peace in this troubled world is a luxury.

"Director Ding, what's going on?"

Masatake Fukuyama walked out of the house, looked at the people surrounding the door of No. 37 suspiciously, and asked puzzledly.

"Deputy Director, it's hard to put into words."

Ding Mocun walked up to him and whispered, "Last night, I don't know who actually killed the envoy. ”

"What! The envoy is dead! ”

Masatake Fukuyama asked in surprise, "Didn't the commander and the head of the Nanno Agency already protect this place closely?" How could this happen? ”

"I don't know about that. However, according to his subordinates, it seems that Captain Yoshida led people to chase down several communists last night, so Captain Kameda also went with him. ”

"And then?" Masatake Fukuyama asked, looking at him.

"Then they heard heavy gunfire here."

"See who did it?"

"No, it's too dark, and I just saw someone coming out of here."

Fukuyama Masatake's eyes drooped slightly, and he analyzed solemnly: "It must be related to the people of the Nanye family, otherwise, how could the people inside open the door for them?" ”

"Hmm...... Makes sense. ”

At this time, Kiyoichi Minamino's car drove over.

Minamino Kiyoichi and Sakai Iko stepped forward, and without waiting for Ding Mocun to speak, he took the lead and said, "Director Ding, are there any witnesses?" ”

"This ......"

Ding Mocun shook his head: "Yes, yes, but it's too dark to see the murderer." ”

"What about Kameda Fukuoka? Where is he! Nanno Kiyoichi shouted.

Ding Mocun waved his hand, and two soldiers walked over carrying Kameda Fukuoka's body.

"Who the hell did this?"

Ding Mocun frowned and shook his head: "I don't know, my subordinates said that he and Captain Yoshida pursued the Communist Party last night, and then never came back." ”

"Then who found his body!"

"It was our men who found it in the alley in front of us."

As soon as his words fell, Ichiro Yoshida had already walked over, looked at Nanno Qingichi and asked lightly, "Captain Nanno, do you have something to do with me?" ”

"Can you explain to me what's going on with Kameda Fukuoka?"

"I'm sorry, I don't know."

"But someone saw with their own eyes that he was going to arrest the Communist Party with you."

"Indeed, however, he returned after a few steps, saying that his father asked him to take care of No. 37 and not let him leave without permission."

"What about you?"

Minamino Kiyoichi stared at him questioningly, trying to see any clues, but in vain, the latter just replied flatly: "Of course I went to chase the Communist Party." ”

"Did you catch it?"

"Caught, but I've killed me."

"Why?"

"Because, I know this person, he will never confess."

"Who is he?"

"My Secret Service Captain, Zojie."

"Captain Minamino, are you suspicious of Ichiro?" Masatake Fukuyama looked at him gloomily and asked.

"No, I'm just asking routinely."

"I didn't ask you yet, but you did ask about my nephew."

"What's wrong with me?"

Looking at Minamino Kiyoichi's blank face, Fukuyama Masatake sneered: "I heard from the eyewitnesses that the murderer walked into No. 37 from the main gate last night, it is conceivable that these murderers should have a deep relationship with your Nanye family!" Can you tell me what's going on? ”

"This ......"

"Why, don't you believe it? Can I ask Director Ding to call someone to confront you? ”

"No need."

Nanye Qingyi's eyebrows were furrowed, and he secretly wondered in his heart, who could make his subordinates open the door willingly?

At this time, Hanyu Genichi walked over and asked in a deep voice, "Deputy Director, No. 37 seems to be very close to your Fukuyama Mansion!" If I'm not mistaken, you came to the big world at eight o'clock last night. I just heard an eyewitness say that the battle took place at eight o'clock sharp, so didn't you hear that? ”

Fukuyama Masatake's eyebrows were furrowed, his face became a little unhappy, and his eyes squinted at Miyazaki Ryujing on the side, who quickly stepped forward and slapped him hard.

"The guy who doesn't know the height of the sky and the height of the earth dares to come and question my young master, what kind of thing are you!"

"You!" Hanyu glared angrily at Miyazaki Ryui, and the cruelty in his eyes was undoubtedly revealed.

"Miyazaki! How can you be so unreasonable! Miko Sakai stepped forward and reprimanded sharply.

Masatake Fukuyama raised his eyebrows and sneered, "Miko, you dare to shout in front of me now?" ”

"Miko doesn't dare."

Masatake Fukuyama's eyes twirled between the two, and he asked lightly, "Why are you so familiar with Hanyu-kun?" ”

"No, I just don't want you to be divided."

"Oh? Really? ”

Looking at Masatake Fukuyama's expression, Miko Yoshida's heart trembled, and she quickly lowered her head and stopped making a sound.

Yoshida Ichiro stepped forward, looked at Miko and asked lightly, "Miko, how long do you want to stay in China this time?" ”

"Of course, I'll go back after playing for a while."

"And you're going to live with your father?"

"No, I want to stay with my father for a few days now, and then I will live with my brother."

Speaking of this, Yoshida Miko paused, looked at him and persuaded: "Brother, I hope you can move back to your father, after all, he is old and needs someone to take care of him." ”

"We are not a family with him anymore!" Yoshida Ichiro said angrily.

"But, as my father said, your misunderstanding will soon be resolved."

"That's wishful thinking!"

Hearing this, Miko Yoshida shook her head helplessly.

"Captain!"

Izuko Sakai walked out of No. 37 and looked at Masatake Fukuyama before turning to Seiichi Minamino again.

"I just checked the scene of the crime, and I found that everyone was shot at close range, and Yamashita-kun and they had no power to fight back, so I think it should be done by an acquaintance."

"How was the envoy killed?"

"Cut your throat at close range to death."

Hearing this, Nanye Qingyi's eyes narrowed slightly: "Who is it that would kill our people so quickly?" ”

"Then I'll have to ask your dead cronies."

"Fukuyama, didn't you hear the gunshots last night?"

Minamino Kiyoichi stared at Masatake Fukuyama with a questioning expression, as if he was looking for some flaw, or maybe it was just a temptation......