Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, interrogation room.
The iron table was shaken by violent slaps, and Mandy, who had been dozing off, woke up instantly. Her eyes widened and she looked at the angry interrogator in front of her. The interrogator opened his mouth and spoke a Japanese that was close to a roar. On the side, he temporarily invited someone from the language school.
The female translator who arrived frowned and wrote down key words in a small notebook.
The interrogator roared for a while before stopping. He took a sip from the paper cup to moisten his throat and turned to the female translator. The female translator twitched her eyes and looked at the small notebook and translated sentence by sentence in Spanish: "You sneaked into us
What is the country’s intention?”
The interrogator on the side looked at the female translator strangely. Although he did not understand Spanish, he had such a long list of inducements and threats. How could he translate it into just a few words?
The female translator had a dark face and did not want to explain. Although she was a Spanish major, it did not mean that she could accurately translate the Japanese phrase "You stinky woman with a dead expression like a mackerel floating in the air."
Who are you looking at! You bastard!" Translated accurately into Spanish, eight out of ten sentences from the interrogator just now were this kind of pressure with unclear meaning, mixed with various slang, curses and threats. She was temporarily removed from the sentence.
The students in the language school are terrible at translating these words.
It was obvious that the interrogator also realized the problem from the depressed eyes of the female translator. His usual intimidation tactics against the prisoners had lost their effect. As expected, language was the biggest obstacle. He couldn't help but secretly regret why there were no Spanish elective courses in the university.
, looking at Mandy on the other side of the iron table with her eyes wide open and pretending to be innocent, the interrogator immediately became angry but had nowhere to vent.
Ever since she was arrested by the Metropolitan Police, Mandy began to think about countermeasures. The first thing she thought of was that Aba pretended to be a deaf mute, but she thought that this trick must be a bit outdated, so she just opened her mouth when someone asked her.
After speaking a bit awkward Spanish for too long, Balabala spoke a lot with firm eyes and clear enunciation.
When the people in the Metropolitan Police Department heard this astronomical language, they were all dumbfounded. Spanish? You don’t understand, sister!
Seeing Mandy Barabala talking a lot, now even if someone confesses and is lenient, you can't record the notes. In desperation, the Metropolitan Police rushed to the language college next door to recruit reinforcements, and finally hired the current one.
It was only after a Spanish professional female translator finally discovered that Mandy had actually been repeating one sentence:
"I want to see my lawyer. I will not speak until I see my lawyer, and I will only repeat this sentence."
No matter which country it is, this trick is extremely effective. At least Mandy has used this sentence to survive another half-hour interrogation.
Despite the quarrel, most of the interrogators at the Metropolitan Police Department were men and they did not dare to touch her. After all, Mandy's child did have the potential to make people commit crimes. Any physical contact between men and women during the interrogation process would be exposed.
If it goes out, it will inevitably cause another scandal that will shock the whole of Japan.
"Where are your other two accomplices? Did they grow wings and fly back into their mother's belly?" The interrogator stared at Mandy and asked, and the female translator immediately translated at the same time, but automatically omitted the second half of the sentence.
"I want to see my lawyer. I won't speak until I see my lawyer, and I will only repeat this sentence." Mandy blinked.
"Fvck!" the interrogator couldn't help but curse.
At this time, Mandy suddenly said something different. The interrogator's eyes lit up and he turned to look at the female translator. The female translator immediately said: "She said that in Spanish you should say 'padre'..."
"Padre!?" The interrogator turned to look at Mandy, and Mandy nodded to him, looking like a coward.
"Padre!" the interrogator cursed again.
"Well... officer, actually padre actually means 'dad' in Spanish... She must be lying to you." The female translator looked at Mandy who was trying hard to suppress her laughter and said with some embarrassment.
The interrogator's blood pressure suddenly rose again.
Some time was wasted, and the interrogation was still uncontrolled.
The interrogator walked back and forth twice in an incompetent and furious manner and looked at the clock. Now all walks of life outside were staring at the Metropolitan Police Department. Things were really big tonight, with car racing and knife fights in the central area.
Shootings, several helicopters circling to round up people, 90% of police cars dispatched to block the streets, short videos on various video portals are going viral, everyone is waiting for an explanation, but now they can't give one.
"It's time to let go, you bastard! Tell me about your other two accomplices and the background of your organization!" The interrogator hit the table again.
She originally thought it was another meaningless threat, but this time Mandy's expression suddenly changed, and her original laziness was completely gone. It wasn't the interrogator's blood-vessel-exploding expression that scared her, but
Behind him, the door of the interrogation room opened silently, and a man and a woman walked in from the outside, quietly and solemnly.
Even the interrogator noticed that the atmosphere in the air had changed. He turned around and saw the two people walking in. He was about to scold them for leaving, but a woman dressed like a secretary handed him a card from the Metropolitan Police Department.
The document issued directly from the top management directly blocked the words in his mouth.
"Leave it to us next." The man in the trench coat pulled the chair that was on the ground from the side and placed it in front of the interrogation table. Mandy sat upright at this moment, as honest as a child in class.
For a time, not only the interrogator, but also the female translator was politely asked out. The female secretary led the two of them out of the interrogation room and closed the door. Now there were only two people left in the entire interrogation room.
"Introduce yourself, director of the Executive Bureau, current head of the Yuan family, Yuan Zhisheng." Yuan Zhisheng took the gentian ring off his finger and put it on the table.
Mandy's cheeks twitched a little. She recognized the person at first sight. She had fired three shots at the man who claimed to be the director of the Executive Bureau in the GT-R. Fortunately, he blocked them all. Otherwise, now
She has no place to express politeness to avenge a private vendetta.
"Mandy Gonzalez, commissioner of the headquarters, a 2006 student in the Department of Dragon Genealogy, third grade." Yuan Zhisheng said: "This is the first time we have met, and it can also be regarded as the first time for the commissioner of the headquarters to meet with the Japanese branch.
Executive Board meeting.”
"Actually, I think my junior brother should be here for such a formal occasion." Mandy's facial muscles were a little stiff. Compared with the roaring interrogator, the pressure brought by Yuan Zhisheng in front of her was undoubtedly as terrifying as a mountain destroying a sea.
Just sitting there is like a bottomless black well that wants to swallow you alive, skin and bones. Even when the door to the interrogation room opened, she just looked at Yuan Zhisheng and felt trapped.
It hurt as if a scorpion had stung him hard. Compared to his younger brother, who was reserved and calm, this man was as sharp as a knife.
"Yes, it shouldn't be you who is sitting here, but the boy who hurt me just now." The boy nodded in agreement with Mandy's words, but the next second he changed the subject and got straight to the point.
Command in a tone that leaves no room for doubt: "So in order to correct this mistake, you will now help me find him."
"The most important thing people from our headquarters talk about is loyalty."
...Mandy really wanted to say the above righteous words, but she really couldn't do that upright and domineering. She could only swallow her saliva and said honestly: "Mr. Director, what do you think I look like?"
?”
Yuan Zhisheng raised his eyebrows and did not understand the meaning of Mandy's words. He thought this girl probably wanted to say that her will is as strong as a diamond, right?
"What I mean is that in a team, some people are responsible for being awesome, and some are responsible for pretending to be cool, but there is always someone responsible for shouting starry-eyed from the side that the junior brother is so handsome and the senior sister is so cute...and I am the one who made the phone call
People." Mandy said weakly.
Yuan Zhisheng was silent for a moment and said, "Are you responsible for making phone calls? It is true that Princess Kaguya detected that you made an encrypted call in the car. I need the content of the call."
"Oh, that's not what I meant when I said making a phone call." Mandy seemed to see the lack of the executive director's nerd culture. She raised her handcuffed hand and waved it twice in a gesture of support: "That's what I meant.
Director, have you been to Shota Shimizu’s concert?”
It took more than ten seconds for Yuan Zhisheng to understand what she meant with great difficulty, and then there was another long silence.
Before entering the interrogation room, he thought that what he was about to see would be the elite of the headquarters. The 'S' level commissioner of the headquarters on the roof of the GT-R left a deep impression on him, so he naturally felt that this
The conversation would be serious, full of intrigue and tit-for-tat, and he would even be prepared for violent interrogation if necessary.
It's just a beating on a woman, Yuan Zhisheng is proud of himself and can do it.
But now it seems that he may be mentally prepared to hit a woman, but he never seems to be unprepared to hit an idiot... After all, the former is a character issue, and the latter is a moral issue.
"Director Yuan, in fact, I'm just playing catch-up. How could my brothers be playing catch-up when they go out to do business? Otherwise, they wouldn't have left me as bait." Mandy sorted out her emotions.
say.
"You are an 'S'-level teammate. You must know something. Otherwise, what is your position in the team?"
"Flowers...vases?" Mandy replied subconsciously.
Yuan Zhisheng leaned back slightly and adjusted his sitting posture to hide his unnatural expression.
——He has never seen such a superb hybrid.
"I'm a flower vase... It's normal to be kicked out of the team." Mandy seemed to also notice that the director of the executive bureau was shocked by her speech. She laughed sheepishly and rolled her shoulders. Her blond eyes were a little erratic.
low.
"Hmm." Even though he was an experienced and naive person, he was so beaten by Mandy's combination of punches that he didn't know what to say, so he could only respond simply subconsciously.
Okay... Mandy secretly glanced at the clock in the interrogation room with a grimace. A full two hours had passed since she was arrested... By this time, Junior Brother and the others should have arrived at their destination, right?