Sato stared at him with disdain and said loudly: "Do you also want to interrogate imperial soldiers? Do you have the qualifications?"
Mr. Asakura shook his head, "No, I don't want to interrogate you, nor am I interested. So, I won't ask you any questions."
Sato was a little surprised and asked: "Then, what do you want to do?"
Asakura smiled and pointed at the walls covered with various materials, "I would like to ask you to take a look at these things. Maybe you are interested."
Sato looked at him with some confusion, then turned back to look at the various information posted on the wall.
When he entered the door just now, he noticed these things and saw that these were intelligence materials collected and compiled over many years. He even wondered, if he wanted to interrogate me, why was he in this room filled with all kinds of intelligence materials?
?
He is a senior agent and has a natural interest in these things on the wall.
He turned back and stared at Mr. Asakura, "What do you mean?"
Mr. Asakura shook his head and said: "I have no other meaning. Mr. Sato, I have been looking at these things these days. You may also be interested in these things. These days, I roughly divided these things into three parts. You
Please look at the first part on the right. This is all kinds of information about the Chinese Communist Party. It is very messy. The middle part is about your navy and army intelligence agencies in China and their various activities. It is very interesting. The one on the left
This part is about various things that have happened in Shanghai recently, such as fights, firefights, killings, and so on. I believe you know Chinese and can understand it. Are you willing to take a look at this information? If
If you like, please feel free to take a look."
No matter how smart and experienced Sato Takuto is, he was confused by what Asakura said.
Intelligence information, even if it is just a sentence on a piece of paper, is top secret!
Because the opposing intelligence agencies will analyze this sentence and compare it with other intelligence in their hands. God knows what new information they will analyze!
This guy actually let me see this wall full of information. He is either crazy! He just has ulterior motives!
So what if he has ulterior motives! I can control my brain! I can control my mouth! I can’t say anything! What can they do! Those Chinese agents are simply retarded! They didn’t stop them! Of course I want to watch!
This is what Sato is thinking in his heart. I want to see what situation you have!
In this way, it was natural for him to look at the information on the wall without any scruples.
According to the order Asakura said, he roughly browsed through these three parts of information. Finally, he began to look carefully at the middle part of the information.
The middle part is all about the intelligence agencies of the Japanese navy and army and their activities in Shanghai. The content is diverse and contains everything.
But for him, a senior agent, looking at these things is like walking around in a familiar home. What does this thing mean? Is that thing something he has done before? Or, what have those idiots in the Army done before?
No matter where he has been, he can understand everything.
What he can see more clearly is how well the Chinese intelligence agencies understand their activities, which is even more important to him!
What he feels best is that if there is a relationship between these materials, they are all connected by thin lines. From here, you can quickly see there. There is no need to rummage or search, just follow the thin lines and look there.
, so convenient!
Chen Zifeng, Xiao Ancheng and Qiao Yanfang leaned against the wall, looking at Mr. Sato and Asakura calmly, trying their best to guess their expressions and inner thoughts.
To put it calmly, the human heart is always the most hidden and darkest place.
At least until now, they can't see anything!
But they all believe in Mr. Asakura's shrewdness and wisdom! He must be more cunning than the old beggar!
21-3
During this period, Mr. Asakura was not idle either.
He turned to Liao Ruolan, pointed to the third part of the information on the wall, and said gently: "Liao Sang, please explain to me what happened recently in Shanghai. My Chinese is indeed not very good."
So, Liao Ruolan walked to the wall with him. Mr. Asakura pointed to a newspaper clipping, and she told her what it was about, when and where it happened, who was killed and injured, etc.
Gradually, a strange and subtle situation appeared in this wing room.
Takuto Sato stood in front of the middle part of the information, following the thin lines, reading up and down carefully.
Liao Ruolan explained to Mr. Asakura the various bloody fights and bloodshed that occurred in Shanghai recently.
Chen Zifeng, Xiao Ancheng and others stood motionless by the wall, watching and observing silently.
They noticed that Mr. Asakura was standing in front of the information on the left, standing to the left of Liao Ruolan. When he looked back at Liao Ruolan, he could actually see Sato on the right.
Therefore, he occasionally peeked at Sato's expression, and his seemingly indifferent eyes concealed keenness and cunning.
While listening to Liao Ruolan's explanation, he said to himself: "Well, this is a small world tragedy. What day did it happen? Well, it was August 3rd. Miss Liao, should we post it here?"
That’s right?”
So, he took off the clipping and posted it in another place.
After a moment, he added: "Is this the Fengtian Road Massacre? Really? I didn't expect so many people to die. It's so tragic! It happened after the Small World Massacre, right? Was it August 5th?
Then, we should post it here!"
So, he posted this newspaper clipping after the tragedy of Small World.
He added: "Hmm? What is this? Bald Gold? Is this a name? Why, he was from a gang? He was beaten to death! It's so bad! What day did this happen? August 2
Day? Oh, this is the earliest thing that happened! We should post it at the front, right? This is only reasonable."
Mr. Asakura muttered, as if he was listening to Liao Ruolan's explanation, and seemed to be talking to himself. He kept picking out some information and pasting it in another place. He seemed to not care about Sato at all.
At this time, Chen Zifeng and Xiao Ancheng noticed an unexpected detail.
Sato seemed to be listening to Mr. Asakura's muttering. He occasionally looked back at Mr. Asakura. Later, he looked back at Mr. Asakura more and more often! His eyes became more and more severe! He seemed very angry!
Chen Zifeng and Xiao Ancheng looked at each other, and they both realized that something special was happening!
Perhaps, this is what Mr. Asakura wants! They can only wait patiently! Let’s see what happens in the end!
This trick played by Mr. Asakura and Takuto Sato continues.
Finally, Mr. Asakura reposted all the clippings.
He stood in front of these newspaper clippings, looked back and forth, and said to himself: "Well, that's about it. Is that it? Liao Sang, please take a look, is that true?"
Liao Ruolan looked at him carefully and whispered: "Yes, that's it. You arranged it in chronological order."
Mr. Asakura turned around, but what he was looking at was not Liao Ruolan, but Sato.
At this time, Sato was glaring at him sternly and motionlessly, looking very angry and wary!
The two of them just stared at each other with stern eyes, but neither of them spoke!
The room was extremely quiet, as if it was the eve of a storm!
Chen Zifeng and Xiao Ancheng looked at them cautiously. They realized that these two people were fighting a battle of wits, a battle of wits between two masters! Moreover, something unexpected by others was quietly happening!
Mr. Asakura was still glaring at Sato. He turned around slowly, picked up a brush from the table, dipped it in some ink, and then began to draw arrows between all the reports. All arrows were one-way, pointing from one report to the other.
Next report.
Chen Zifeng and Xiao Ancheng gradually understood that in all these incidents, one thing almost caused another. They are like dominoes. If one falls, it will push the other to fall too!
They also realized that all these events were not isolated, but a chain reaction!
After Mr. Asakura finished drawing the arrow, he still looked back and stared at Sato.
Sato no longer looked at the information on the wall, but glared at Mr. Asakura! He was so angry that he seemed to be about to pounce on Mr. Asakura like a wolf and bite off Mr. Asakura's neck!
Mr. Asakura suddenly rounded his arms and drew a big circle on all the reports with a brush, all in one go. Finally, he drew a big question mark next to the big circle!
He clicked on the question mark and turned around and said, "Mr. Sato, is this what you want? Really? Is this what you want? What do you want!"
Sato stared at him sternly, his eyes were fierce, gloomy and terrifying, but he didn't say a word!
He even clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, as if he was about to rush up and beat Mr. Asakura!
Mr. Asakura continued to glare at Sato for at least five minutes!
After that, he slowly turned to Chen Zifeng and nodded to him.
Chen Zifeng understood immediately that tonight's interrogation was over!
It can even be said that Mr. Asakura may have reached a conclusion!
Chen Zifeng made a gesture to Qiang Hu at the door. Qiang Hu walked over and pushed Sato out.
When Sato walked to the door, he still turned around and glared at Mr. Asakura. That look was extremely vicious!
Chen Zifeng slowly walked towards Mr. Asakura and looked at him calmly. Their eyes were both stern.
Mr. Asakura waved the brush in his hand at the reports and whispered: "Team Leader Chen, these, all of this, are the entire content of the 'Demon Sword Project'!"
Seeing Chen Zifeng's inquiring eyes, he pointed to the big question mark and said: "This question mark is the core purpose of the 'Demon Sword Project'! But, I don't know what this purpose is. I'm sorry, I can only do this one step"
Already."
Chen Zifeng said nothing, but after rethinking the entire "interrogation" process, he came to the same conclusion!