Chapter 1141: Interrogation
Lao Tzu is not a Japanese soldier, and second, he is not a spy or terrorist who has been identified, what did he do when he sent himself to the military police headquarters?
Fang Buwei slandered in his heart over and over again.
Strictly speaking, the Gendarmerie Command is a law enforcement agency, not an investigative agency.
Like Fang Buwei, who is suspected of being a spy, but whose identity is still a little sensitive, should be sent to the special high-tech department, or even the Mei organ.
Agent Seventy-Six's headquarters doesn't have to think about it.
Not to mention the American uncle, even the suspects of North Korean nationality will not be their turn to investigate.
In fact, Fang Buwei wanted to go to the former Japanese Marine Corps Headquarters, now the headquarters of the Shanghai Dispatch Army Commander.
It was the place where Song Yuanliang took the 88th Division and did not fight for half a month.
Not far, less than two kilometers from where he burned the paper.
It's a pity that the devil didn't know what to think, so he went far and sent him to the gendarmerie headquarters?
It was originally the staff dormitory of the "Gongda Yarn Factory" established by Japanese businessmen, and after the fall of Shanghai, it became part of the Japanese barracks in Shanghai.
Naturally, the gendarmerie was stationed here.
Fang Buwei sighed helplessly.
Could it be that the Japanese really thought that he was not a spy or a spy, so they did not hand him over to a professional counterintelligence agency?
Just by your own words, do you still have this passport?
Fang Buwei tugged at the corners of his mouth, revealing a silent sneer.
When did Japan's spy agency against China become so unprofessional?
Although he was handcuffed, Fang Buwei did not suffer much.
The shackles are shackled on the front and are not struck on the back. And Fang is not staying in the place now, nor is it an interrogation room, but a place similar to an office.
The environment is very relaxed, as if it is deliberately letting Fang Wei not relax his vigilance.
Fang Buwei sat across from a Japanese officer, and there was no one else.
But there is a mirror on the opposite wall, and if you are not mistaken, it must be a one-way perspective glass.
I just don't know who is standing inside and observing myself, and whether Nakamura is there or not.
"Now let's talk about why you speak Japanese!"
The Japanese officer knocked on the passport on the table.
Fang Buwei just glanced at it and continued to lower his head.
Either English or Chinese, you speak Japanese, Lao Tzu just can't understand.
From the moment he entered the door, Fang Buwei had such an attitude, looking like I wouldn't open my mouth if you beat me to death.
But Fang is not so arrogant, the Japanese did not take any measures?
Is it true that Americans' passports are invincible talismans?
Believe it or not, the Japanese can beat Fang Buwei half of his body, and he can't detect the slightest injury?
If there is no ghost in this, Fang Buwei will dare to eat the passport in front of him.
He suspected that there should be someone in the Japanese military police who knew what kind of character Nakamura of the Morishita Chamber of Commerce was, and after he mentioned it by the river, someone contacted Nakamura.
This interrogation should have been deliberately arranged by Nakamura.
If you don't use means against yourself, you naturally want to make yourself feel that the Imperial Japanese Army is naturally not as brutal as Qi Xisheng has heard of rumors.
Fang didn't respond, and the Japanese officer didn't urge him, just looked at him with a smile.
When he came in, he didn't introduce it, and Fang Buwei didn't know what this devil's name was, and whether he was also a figure who left a pen and ink in the history of the invasion of China.
But he had a gut feeling that this man was supposed to be a spy, and not that easy to deal with.
Looking at the military rank, this officer is a lieutenant colonel, and according to the comparison of Chinese military ranks, he is a lieutenant colonel.
But it's okay.
The head of the Japanese army's spy department has always been of a low rank.
Specially used to monitor Wang Jingwei and a group of traitors who defected to Japan, as well as the Mei Agency, the superior agency of the 76th Agent Headquarters, the person in charge of Ying Zuo Zhenzhao, is now just a big Zuo.
And when he was the head of the China Section of the General Staff Headquarters, the largest training institution for espionage personnel in Japan, he was also a lieutenant.
Even the head of the Special High Division, Kenji Tohi Yuan, was only a big Zuo when he was the head of the Fengkai Special Service Agency, the largest spy agency in the Northeast.
He was promoted to general, and it was already time to serve as a division commander in the North China garrison army.
Being able to send a Nakasacai to interrogate himself shows that the Japanese spy department attaches great importance to himself.
After entering the door, the officer had been observing him, asking a question for a long time, and at the same time staring closely into his eyes.
Fang did not suspect that this officer was doing a psychological close-up of himself.
Do it, you have to be able to make one, two, three, Lao Tzu with your surname.
Psychological profiling is not done for you, but it must be combined with the characteristics of a person's tone, breathing, heartbeat, etc., in order to give an approximate guess result.
If you don't say a word like yourself, the Japanese can make a ghost.
Even if he doesn't do it, there are tricks such as "standing opposite you, you can hear whether your heartbeat is speeding up and whether your breathing is getting worse", I am still not sure whether his psychological profile of a person is accurate.
Haven't you ever suffered a loss?
When he was in Nanjing, Song Yuanliang's performance was not for the group, and he could not remember it for a lifetime......
No one spoke, and the atmosphere in the office fell silent for a while.
After a full five or six minutes, the officer spoke again.
But this time it was in Chinese: "Mr. Qi knows the chairman of the Morishita Chamber of Commerce, Nakamura?" ”
The fox's tail was exposed.
It's just acting, who is my surname Fang afraid of?
Fang Buwei snorted secretly, as if he was very surprised, and raised his head suddenly: "Can you speak Chinese?" ”
The officer nodded: "It will be a little!" ”
How much more than a little?
A mouthful of big slag flavor.
What's more, what I said at this time was still "Guangpu", not to mention the Japanese, and the northerners who had never heard much of the Cantonese people could not understand nine out of ten.
Where did so many China experts come from?
Fang Buwei sighed secretly, and said expectantly: "I'm really Nakamura-kun's friend, but it's a pity that he is not in Shanghai, so he can't ......prove it to me."
"Oh?"
The officer answered, and then showed a look that he thought was very kind:
"Actually, no one needs to prove it, Mr. Qi just needs to answer my question truthfully!"
"As long as you speak Chinese or English, I know everything......"
Fang Buwei said eagerly.
"Do you speak Japanese?"
The officer asked about this again.
After pondering for a long time, Fang Buwei said: "It will be a little, but not too much!" ”
"Why didn't you dare to admit it before?" The officer asked again.
"Because I'm afraid!" Fang Buwei replied very quickly, and his attitude was extremely sincere, "In the sensitive area of your country, a Chinese-American who can understand Japanese suddenly appeared...... It's not a normal thing, is it? ”
Fang Buwei meant that the reason why he didn't dare to admit it was because he was afraid of being taken as a spy.
(End of chapter)