Chapter 664 The Passing of Time 29
"Yes, cultivators. Kawasaki-kun, in China, monks can ascend to immortality after accumulating enough merit, and Taoists can become immortals by absorbing the essence of heaven and earth."
Kawasaki Itō stared coldly at Qiu Juncheng.
That expression said it all: I'm listening to your fabrication.
Qiu Juncheng fabricated the story without any hesitation: "In Chinese legends, cultivators who reach a certain level can move mountains and fill seas, fly on swords, and even control the universe within their sleeves."
If everyone I've asked is telling the truth, then someone must have used some kind of magic to move the things out of the warehouse out of thin air.
"Qiu Sang, are you lying to me?"
Qiu Juncheng chuckled to himself, thinking to himself, "You Japanese worship Amaterasu Omikami, and even the Emperor is a descendant of Amaterasu Omikami. What are you pretending to me for?"
"I died once when I was a child."
I was playing by the river and accidentally fell into the water. My mother said that I stopped breathing and my chest wasn't moving. Just then, a Taoist priest passed by, pointed at my chest, and chanted some incantations. I then vomited water and came back to life.
My mother was so grateful to the Taoist priest for saving my life that she wanted to kneel down before him.
The Taoist priest lightly flicked his whisk, and my mother could no longer kneel down.
When my mother went home to get money to thank the Taoist priest, he had vanished the moment she turned around.
"Disappeared into thin air?"
"Yes, it disappeared into thin air."
Kawasaki Itō turned his gaze away, but he was extremely anxious. If there really were cultivators in China, and if those cultivators really made a move, could the Great Japanese Empire still occupy the entire country?
Kawasaki is intelligent, an exceptionally intelligent person!
Even if he believed Qiu Juncheng's story to some extent, could he present such investigation results to his superiors?
cannot!
So he made an excuse to hand over the investigation of the arsenal to the police chief, while he and Qiu Juncheng continued to keep an eye on the Six Nations Hotel.
Sure enough, after three days, the investigation made no progress whatsoever. Director Zhou was berated mercilessly, and a city-wide search yielded no clues. The puppet troops who secretly opened the city gate had long been silenced with money; if they spoke out, they would all die. Who would be foolish enough to court death?
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Two days later, General Matsui arrived in Beiping. He Rui personally drove him to the Six Nations Hotel, where all the notorious traitors in Beiping came to greet him.
How many traitors were there? If a single cannon shot killed a hundred people, ninety of them would be traitors.
Qiu Juncheng, who was in charge of the venue's security, kept a close eye on every move at the banquet.
He didn't bother investigating Qiao Zhengyi's whereabouts at all, because he knew that the other party had received an invitation to the banquet, and all he had to do was ambush him on his way back.
He had already written down the details of the banquet for Lao Ma, so whether it went well or not was no longer his concern.
The banquet was a great success. After it ended, General Matsui and Ha Rui left together, and the traitors got into their own cars.
Qiao Zhengyi was not only there to curry favor with the Japanese, but also to write an article praising General Matsui after returning home, so he left in a hurry.
Although he was just a newspaper editor, he didn't own a car. The Six Nations Hotel had cars to pick up guests, but it wasn't his turn. The Japanese officers had to go first, so he called a rickshaw when he left.
After leaving Dongjiaomin Lane and turning into Chongwenmen Inner Street, two men suddenly jumped out from the door of a wine shop on the side of the street. The two men fired four shots at Qiao Zhengyi each. Learning from the failed assassination attempt on Ma Wenqi last time, one of them aimed for the head and the other for the heart.
Seeing that the man's body and head were covered in blood, he immediately turned and ran!
The rickshaw driver was so frightened that he covered his head and crouched down, fearing that a bullet might accidentally hit him.
Qiu Juncheng, who was planning to drive home, received news five minutes later that Qiao Zhengyi had been assassinated.
Kawasaki was delighted with the successful conclusion of the banquet when his smile suddenly froze.
"Baka baka!!! Investigate for me!!!"
Qiu Juncheng's brows were so furrowed they could have trapped a fly. Chongwenmen Inner Street was his jurisdiction. Couldn't those people have gone outside his jurisdiction to carry out the assassination?
Fortunately, the police officers were also there, and a group of them rushed to the scene of the crime.
Major Oda from the headquarters took the lead in questioning people about the housing near the crime scene. He actually found a useful clue. The owner of a shop said, "The two people came into my shop and ordered a bowl of wontons. Judging from their accents, they were not from Beijing, and they were very young, at most twenty years old."
The boss also described what the two looked like.
There is a large black mole on the corner of his mouth, and the mole has hair on it.
There is a scar about two centimeters long on one hand.
Qiu Juncheng was helpless. For such a big matter, the Military Intelligence Bureau only sent two young men, who might even be students. Wasn't this a joke?
Now he only hopes that the two people have already escaped from Beiping City, otherwise they might actually be found.
A young man with no beard is unreliable.
They actually dared to eat at the ambush site, and they even had markings on their faces...
Wait, something's not right!
This is wrong!
No matter how stupid the Beiping Station was, it would never send two people with such obvious features to carry out a mission. Either the two markings were fake, or the two merchants were lying.
His lips curled into a smile; this time, he had it in the bag.
You'd never guess the Japanese would pull off such a daring move.
In Beiping, any young man under the age of twenty with a mole on the corner of his mouth or a scar on his hand was arrested.
“Kawasaki-kun, these people are clearly not assassins. The shop owner said they didn’t speak with a local accent. We should focus our investigation on people from out of town.”
Major Oda said, "What if those two deliberately speak with a foreign accent?"
Qiu Juncheng said, "Kawasaki-kun, of the eight shots that hit Mr. Qiao Zhengyi, four hit his heart and four hit his head. Not a single shot missed. This shows that those two assassins were professionally trained. Look at the people we captured, none of them have calluses on their hands. How could they be assassins?"
Kawasaki said, "Qiu-san, what you said makes sense, but it wouldn't hurt to investigate."
Qiu Juncheng said, "Kawasaki-kun, you don't know this, but there were so many people arrested today that the threshold of my office was practically worn down. They all came to me to complain about their grievances. They all had alibis when the incident happened, which is why I came to you."
Others are one thing, but among those arrested today, one was a member of the Beiping Military Intelligence Station. If he is tortured later, no one can guarantee that he won't leak some secrets, which would put the entire Beiping Station in danger.
Major Oda's disdain was almost too obvious. He glanced at Qiu Juncheng and said coldly, "Even if you're going to release him, you should torture him first. You can't just release him like this!"
Qiu Juncheng looked at Oda and sighed helplessly, "Kawasaki-kun, you are the main person in charge of this case. Just tell us how to conduct the trial. With Oda-kun here, we will definitely be able to catch the killer."
Oda-kun is exceptionally capable; if he were to investigate the arsenal case, he would surely uncover a complete truth.
Thank you so much, Keke's mom, for the 100 reading coins!
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