I am not a Japanese soldier, or a spy or terrorist who has been identified, so what should I do when I send myself to the military police headquarters?

Fang Buwei complained in his heart over and over again.

Strictly speaking, the military police headquarters is a law enforcement agency, not an investigation agency.

For example, Fang Buwei, who is suspected to be a spy, but his identity is still a bit sensitive, should be sent to TX Technology, or even Mei Machinery.

No need to think about the Agent Headquarters No. 76.

Not to mention the American uncle, even the North Korean suspects are not their turn to investigate.

In fact, what Fang Buwei wanted to go the most was the former Japanese Marine Corps Command, and the current Shanghai Expeditionary Force headquarters.

It was the place where Song Yuanliang led the 88th Division and fought for half a month but failed to capture it.

Not far away, less than two kilometers from where he had burned paper.

Unfortunately, the Japanese didn't know what they thought, so they went far and sent him to the military police headquarters?

This turned out to be the employee dormitory of the "Kongda Styling Mill" established by Japanese businessmen. After the fall of Shanghai, it became part of the Japanese military camp stationed in Shanghai.

The military police team that specializes in supervising soldiers will naturally have to be stationed here.

Fang Buwei sighed helplessly.

Could it be that the Japanese really think that he is not a spy or a spy, so they did not hand him over to a professional anti-espionage agency?

Just based on my own words, is there this passport?

Fang Buwei pulled the corner of his mouth and showed a silent sneer.

When did Japan's intelligence agencies on China become so unprofessional?

Although he was handcuffed, Fang Buwei did not suffer much.

The handcuffs were handcuffed to the front, and there were no handcuffs on the back. However, the handcuffs were not in the place now, nor in the interrogation room, but in an office-like place.

The environment is very relaxed, as if it is intentional to prevent the party from relaxing its guard.

There was a Japanese officer sitting opposite Fang Buwei, and there was no one else besides that.

But there is a mirror on the wall opposite. If you are wrong, it must be a one-way perspective glass.

I just don’t know who I am standing inside to observe myself, and whether Nakamura is there too.

"Now, let's talk about why you speak Japanese!"

The Japanese officer knocked on the passport on the table.

Fang Buwei just glanced and continued to lower his head.

Either speak English or Mandarin, if you speak Japanese, I just can't understand it.

After entering the door, Fang Buwei had this attitude, and he looked like he wouldn't even speak even if he beat me to death.

But Fang Buwei was so arrogant, the Japanese did not take any measures?

Do you really think that an American passport is an invincible amulet?

Believe it or not, the Japanese can beat Fang Buwei to death, and they still can't find any injuries?

If there is no ghost here, Fang Buwei dares to eat the passport in front of him.

He suspected that in the Japanese military police, someone should know what kind of person Nakamura was in the Morishita Chamber of Commerce. After he mentioned it by the river, someone contacted Nakamura.

This interrogation should have been intentionally arranged by Nakamura.

If you don’t use your own methods, you naturally want to make yourself feel: the Great Japanese Imperial Army is naturally not as cruel as the rumors Qi Xisheng has heard.

Fang Buwei did not respond, and the Japanese officer did not urge him, but just looked at him with a smile.

When he came in, he did not introduce it. Fang Buwei didn't know what the Japanese was called and whether he was also a person who left his pen in the history of invasion of China.

But he intuitively felt that this man should be a spy and was not that easy to deal with.

Judging from the military rank, this officer is a junior assistant. Compared with the Chinese military rank, he is a lieutenant colonel.

But that's OK.

The head of the Japanese military intelligence department has always been low in rank.

It is specially used to monitor Wang Jingwei and a group of traitors who committed suicide in Japan, as well as Mei's agency, the superior agency of the No. 76 Special Agent Headquarters. Ying Zuozhenzhao is now just a colonel.

When he was the largest training institution for intelligence personnel in Japan and the head of the China Division of the General Staff, he was also a junior.

Even the head of the special high school class, Doi Yuen-ji, was a colonel when he was the head of the Fengkai secret service agency, the largest intelligence agency in Northeast China.

It was time for him to be promoted to general and he was already the commander of the division in the North China garrison army.

Being able to send a Zhongjiao to interrogate him shows that the Japanese spy department attaches importance to him.

After entering the door, the officer kept observing him and asked for a long time, while staring at his eyes tightly.

Fang Buwei suspected that the officer was giving himself a psychological close-up.

Do it, you have to be able to make one, two, three, and I will take your surname.

Psychological profiles are not allowed to do it, but they must combine the tone, breathing, heartbeat and other characteristics of a person when speaking to give a rough guess.

A Japanese who are silent like himself can make a ghost.

Even if Fang Buwei has a trick like "Standing opposite you, you can hear whether your heartbeat has accelerated and your breathing has increased." I am still not sure whether the psychological profile he made to a person is accurate.

Haven't you ever suffered a loss?

In Nanjing, Song Yuanliang's performance of Fang Buwei was a group of people, which made him remember the rest of his life...

No one spoke, and the atmosphere in the office fell into silence for a while.

Five or six minutes later, the officer spoke again.

But this time I spoke Chinese: "Mr. Qi knew the President Nakamura of the Morishita Chamber of Commerce?"

The fox's tail was revealed.

Just acting, who have I ever been afraid of?

Fang Buwei snorted secretly, as if he was very surprised, and suddenly raised his head: "You can speak Chinese?"

The officer nodded: "I know a little!"

More than just knowing a little bit?

A bite of big scoundrel.

What's more, what I said at this time was "Guangpu". Not to mention the Japanese, there were nine out of ten northerners who had never heard of Guangdong people talking.

Where did so many Chinese communications emerge?

Fang Buwei sighed inwardly and said again: "I am really a friend of Nakamura, but unfortunately he is not in Shanghai and cannot prove it to me..."

"oh?"

The officer responded, and then looked like he thought he was 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 anxiously.

"You can speak Japanese?"

The officer asked this again.

After pondering for a long time, Fang Buwei said, "You know a little, but not too much!"

"Why didn't you dare to admit it before?" the officer asked again.

"Because of fear!" Fang Buwei answered very quickly and his attitude was extremely sincere. "In the sensitive area of ​​your country, an American Chinese who could understand Japanese suddenly appeared... This is really not a normal thing, right?"

Fang Buwei meant that the reason why he dared not admit it was because he was afraid of being regarded as a spy.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!