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Chapter 12 I'm being presumptuous
Shanghai, HK District, North Sichuan Road, Joint Special Higher Police Section of the Shanghai Military Police Command.

The Special Higher Police (SPD) is a high-ranking police department. Generally, its personnel do not hold military ranks, but only police ranks, such as inspector or superintendent.

The Special Higher Police in Shanghai was somewhat different; it was called the Joint Special Higher Police, and it was jointly formed by the Military Police Command and the Special Higher Police.

In addition to being able to mobilize the action teams under the Special Higher Police, Major Shinichi Ando of the action group also has the authority to mobilize soldiers of the military police.

The senior section chief of this Joint Special Higher Police Section was concurrently held by Colonel Fujita, the regimental commander of the Military Police Command.

It can be said that the Joint Special Higher Police in Shanghai is the organization with the largest number of personnel in the Shanghai, Nanjing, and Hangzhou areas.

Of course, this is also related to the fact that Shanghai is known as the gathering place of intelligence in the East.

Spies from various countries, both Eastern and Western, are active on the streets of Shanghai.
After being taken to the military police headquarters, Chen Yang was not taken to an office, but was taken directly to the interrogation room.

“Few people who come here appear as relaxed as Chen Sang.” In the interrogation room, Major Ando looked Chen Yang up and down and said something seemingly out of the blue.

Chen Yang said in a gentle voice, "Didn't Major Ando say that I was to come in and assist with the investigation? I haven't done anything wrong, what's there to be afraid of?"

“Chen is right. We invited you here to find out the cause of Arimura Sejiro’s death.”

Shinichi Ando said in a low voice, "According to our intelligence, Mr. Arimura's death is related to the Osaka Trading Company's accounts."

"Currently, besides Tanaka Ichiro, the director of the Osaka Chamber of Commerce, only you, Mr. Chen, have access to the accounts."

"I want to ask you now, are there any problems with the Osaka Chamber of Commerce's accounts?"

Chen Yang crossed his arms and said calmly, "I'm sorry, it involves trade secrets, I can't tell you."

A gasp rippled through the group of jurors present. Did he even know where he was or who he was talking to?

This is the head of the Joint Special Higher Police Operations Task Force.
“Chen Sang, you don’t need to put on this act. I know you have powerful backing.”

Shinichi Ando stood up, casually picked up a small, bloodstained leather whip, and slowly walked to Chen Yang, saying, "However, you are now in Shanghai, and the local protection system won't be able to protect your head."

"What I want to know now is whether there are any problems with the Osaka Chamber of Commerce's accounts, and whether Arimura-kun's death is related to the accounts."

"I advise you to cooperate a little. There's a Chinese saying: 'A wise man submits to circumstances.' I believe I have a way to get you to tell the truth."

"Major Ando, ​​the most important thing is not to overestimate your own strength." Chen Yang didn't care about Ando Shinichi's threat at all.

He leaned back a bit, shifting to a more comfortable position, and said, "The Osaka Chamber of Commerce provides the military with over 60 million yen in military spending annually."

"Don't tell me you're just a small group leader in the Joint Special Higher Police. Even if Colonel Fujita wanted to torture me, he'd have to think about the consequences."

"As far as I know, all the expenses of the Military Police Headquarters in Shanghai are provided by the Ministry of the Army."

“If you don’t want problems with military spending, I advise you to think it over carefully.”

Shinichi Ando sneered upon hearing this: "Chen-san, let me remind you with your own words that sometimes you shouldn't overestimate yourself."

“The Osaka Chamber of Commerce’s office in Shanghai is run by Director Tanaka. Even if you, as a special affairs assistant, have a little power, you can’t control the overall situation.”

“I can guarantee that by the time the local authorities realize something is wrong and start investigating, you may not even have the chance to speak.”

Chen Yang raised an eyebrow slightly: "Major Ando means he wants me to take the blame, to pin the death of Arimura Sejiro on me?" "Don't you think that's ridiculous? What reason would I have to go after an accountant?"

Shinichi Ando frowned, raised his hand and made a gesture. As if on cue, several of his subordinates walked out of the interrogation room, leaving only Shinichi Ando and Chen Yang behind.

Shinichi Ando looked Chen Yang up and down and suddenly laughed: "Chen-san, it seems you still haven't figured it out. I can find a hundred reasons for you to kill him here."

“I can say in my statement that you discovered the accounting problems and used them to threaten Arimura Sejiro. When he disagreed, you accidentally killed him during the struggle.”

"You could even say that you and Arimura Sejiro had a fight over the division of spoils and killed each other."

Which one would you prefer?

"I'm asking you one last time, are you going to talk or not? If you don't, I'll take action right now. It's perfectly normal for one or two people to die in the Special Higher Police's prison."

"Mr. Chen, you have ten seconds to consider." Shinichi Ando drew his Nambu pistol from his waist and said, "I don't have much patience. I hope you can give me a satisfactory answer."

Chen Yang looked at the Nambu pistol in the other man's hand and suddenly said, "Major Ando, ​​how about we make a bet? I bet you won't shoot in ten seconds."

Ando Shinichi paused for a moment, then clicked the safety off the Nambu pistol, slowly raised it, and aimed it at Chen Yang's forehead.

"Ten, nine three, two one."

"Chen Sang, you win."

Clap clap clap, as Shinichi Ando finished speaking, a light clapping sound rang out from the doorway.

A man in a khaki military uniform slowly stepped into the interrogation room: "Excellent, absolutely excellent."

"Chen-san, hello. Let me introduce myself. I am Yusuke Ino."

"Mr. Chen, I'd really like to know how you were so sure that Ando wouldn't lay a hand on you?"

Chen Yang took a breath and said, "It's very simple. Major Ando himself said that only Director Tanaka, Arimura Jiro, and I have seen the Osaka Chamber of Commerce's accounts."

"But he knew that Arimura Sejiro's death was due to problems with the accounts, which means that you were the ones who handled those supplies and made him balance the accounts."

"If you wanted to eliminate the threat, you wouldn't have chosen to arrest me in such a high-profile manner. To deal with someone like me, one bullet would have been enough."

“My family knows that I was invited here by Major Ando. If anything happens to me, I guarantee that even Colonel Fujita might not be able to escape responsibility.”

Clap clap clap, Yusuke Ino clapped again and said, "Chen-san is indeed a smart man. He was able to discover the problem with the accounts so quickly. It seems that we did not choose the wrong person this time."

"You didn't choose the wrong person? What do you want to do?" Chen Yang's eyes revealed a hint of vigilance.

"Don't be nervous, Mr. Chen. We're here to help you get rich," said Yusuke Ino. "Money isn't everything in this world, but you can't do anything without it."

“People like Chen Sang are born to be rich, not to live under someone else’s roof and have to act according to other people’s wishes.”

“As long as Chen Sang is willing to join us, you will be worth ten times more than Lin Zonghan in less than a year.”

Chen Yang frowned and said, "But what if I'm not interested in these things?"

(End of this chapter)