Spy game? Stop guessing, I really am an undercover agent!

Chapter 282 I'm going to prove my innocence!

Deep inside the South Manchuria Railway Bureau building in Shanghai.

The detention room at the far end of the second floor, a small room, now felt like a giant steamer.

It was the height of August, and the scorching sunlight was cut through the window, casting several blinding spots of light that made the little air circulating in the room scalding hot.

The exhaust fan groaned weakly overhead, stirring up clumps of stale, hot air, but it couldn't dispel the sweltering heat in the slightest.

Chen Yang was placed in the middle of the room on the iron chair that was nailed to the ground.

The iron chair was much hotter than the bamboo chair. At this moment, several strands of his hair were soaked and clung to his skin. Sweat dripped down his temples and soaked into a dark patch on the shoulders and neck of his dark gray robe.

Two buttons on the long gown were roughly ripped off, revealing the collar of a white inner shirt that was also soaked with sweat.

A large amount of sweat gathered on the tip of my nose and chin, flowing down my neck and into my collar, bringing wave after wave of unbearably sticky feeling.

The heavy iron door was suddenly pushed open, making a dry, metallic noise.

A faint but equally stuffy airflow entered the corridor outside the door, only to be swallowed up by the stagnant air inside.

Director Shinichi Nakajima of the Investigation Bureau walked in with heavy steps.

He wore a meticulously tailored dark blue summer uniform with a crisp, white collar. His face was not sweaty, but rather exuded the composure of someone who had long held a high position.

Two equally impeccably dressed and stern-faced senior investigators followed closely behind, like two guardian deities.

Nakajima didn't rush to approach. He first stopped at the door and carefully examined Chen Yang from head to toe, from the beads of sweat dripping from his hair to the handcuffs stained with sweat.

That gaze was more scorching than the August sun.

Finally, his gaze settled on Chen Yang's face, and a very subtle smile seemed to appear at the corner of his mouth.

He took a blue cardboard file from the investigator behind him and walked straight to the interrogation table opposite Chen Yang and sat down.

The file was slammed onto the table by Nakajima with a loud thud, the sound not loud, but it carried a strong killing intent.

The two investigators immediately took a step back in unison, put their hands behind their backs, and stood by the door like two statues.

“Minister Chen, it’s presumptuous of me to invite you here!” Nakajima said, his voice low and steady. “It’s very hot, I’m sure you’re not feeling well either.”

"To be honest, I didn't want to trouble Minister Chen to come over, because our time is also very valuable."

"But we recently found some clues about the murder of Yoshida-kun! I have already explained the details to headquarters, and the Kwantung Army headquarters in Xinjing is very concerned about such a heinous incident."

Chen Yang glanced at Nakajima and said in a deep voice, "Director Nakajima... Mr. Yoshida was the best transport officer I've ever met. His ability and courage were second to none. I am deeply saddened by Mr. Yoshida's murder..."

“Grief?” Nakajima suddenly laughed, but the laugh was devoid of warmth and even carried a strong hint of mockery. “I’m afraid it’s more than just grief.”

He abruptly reached out and flipped open the blue dossier on the table, revealing several pages of paper covered in dense Japanese writing. His finger precisely pointed to one of the documents: "June 12th, around 3 PM. Your personally signed top-level military dispatch order downgraded the departure priority of special train J-102 to C, directly causing the train to be stranded at Gongzhuling marshalling yard for more than 48 hours."

"And this special train is transporting a batch of military supplies that Yoshida personally approved and urgently needed to be transferred to the front lines! Should I have a handwriting expert come to the site to authenticate the signature on this document?"

"Minister Chen, don't tell me this is routine dispatch?" Nakajima's voice suddenly rose. "Are you trying to tell me that your so-called routine dispatch means 'accidentally' delaying the Empire's important strategic materials on the railway line? And then blaming Yoshida-kun for it?"

"What's even stranger is that when this batch of supplies arrived at the Hailar military station on the front line from Gongzhuling, there were clearly 300 boxes of weapons, but only 228 boxes were signed for."

"Seventy-two crates of weapons mysteriously disappeared during transport, which took less than 500 kilometers."

"Minister Chen, tell me now, is this a coincidence? Or is it a carefully planned trick by you, the Vice Minister of Transport?"

Chen Yang neither denied nor admitted it, but said in a calm tone, "Director Nakajima is quite the joker."

"The transportation tasks you mentioned for late June were all reviewed and handled by Minister Yoshida! Even if I signed any documents, they still need Yoshida's approval before they can be carried out!"

"You've already signed for and received the goods, and the damage has been recorded. Now you're blaming me? Let me ask you, when there was a problem with the transportation, you didn't ask Yoshida-kun, but you came to me? How do you expect me to explain this?!"

"Why don't you go and ask Yoshida-kun for clarification?"

"Oh, I seem to have forgotten, it's not easy for you to find Yoshida-kun these days. Hmm, for minor matters, you can summon his spirit; for major matters, you can dig up his grave!"

"Oh, by the way, I also know a gentleman from Jing'an Temple who is said to be knowledgeable in Yin-Yang numerology. Would you like me to introduce you? Maybe..."

Nakajima's sharp gaze was fixed on Chen Yang's expression: "Minister Chen, this is the South Manchuria Railway Bureau of Investigation. Please don't make jokes like this here!"

"Okay, even if that approval document can't prove you were involved with the supplies, we've tracked all of Yoshida's movements in the week leading up to his murder."

"Xiang Fang has already admitted that on July 10th, at 11:30 AM, he was bribed by Lin Xueyi with thirty large yellow croakers to kill Yoshida. And we have a very clear investigation. The day before the incident, you went to visit him on behalf of your colleagues from the Ministry of Transport. In other words, only you know about Yoshida's condition in the hospital!"

"The identification used by Xiang Fang, after being investigated by Nantian and Colonel Kazuchi of the Special Higher Police, came from Dr. Nohara, who had already died. I boldly speculate that you deliberately provoked Yoshida by using the incident of the looting in the Lunan area, making him the center of the conflict, and then used the chaos or someone else's hands to get rid of him, and then disguised it as an assassination by the Military Intelligence Bureau?"

Chen Yang clapped his hands. "Nakajima-kun's speculation is brilliant. If it's true, it could be written into a novel and the storyteller at the Shengping Theater could tell it for three days and three nights!"

"Nakajima-kun, I'd like to ask you, what are my reasons for doing this?"

"Reason?" Nakajima's lips curled slightly upward. "I think it's more than just that shipping priority, isn't it?"

"Did Yoshida's shipments of ore that went missing, transported under secret orders from the Kwantung Army, threaten someone's interests?"

“While Yoko Nanda and Takaji Kazuchi aren’t very useful, they are still somewhat useful in investigating cases. Minister Chen, has that intricate network of gray interests that extends throughout Manchuria become a huge profit machine that would make you take risks?”

He slammed his hand on the table, making the water glass vibrate loudly! "Answer me! Were all the transport files that Yoshida was in charge of transferred or destroyed before July 15th?"

"Were you the one who smuggled goods using the transportation route?"

"Ha, when you want to find fault, you can always find a pretext," Chen Yang said calmly, looking at Nakajima's furious expression. "Nakajima-kun, you are a colonel, how can you do things without evidence and just rely on guesswork?"

"Minister Chen," Nakajima said, his face darkening, "the evidence is conclusive, what other tricks are you trying to pull!"

"This is the South Manchuria Railway Bureau of Investigation. If you don't have a reasonable explanation, I think you'll have a very hard time leaving here alive!"

"Hahaha," Chen Yang laughed heartily upon hearing this, "Nakajima-kun, I must say, you are truly adorably naive!"

"Where do you think this is?"

"This is Shanghai. If I want someone to die, they definitely can't live."

"On the contrary, if I want to protect someone, he will definitely live to be a hundred years old," "Otherwise, how can I be someone's boss?"

"Your entire South Manchuria Railway Company only has a few guns combined, yet you dare to put on airs in front of me?"

Shinichi Nakajima sneered, "I've long heard that Minister Chen's strength is unfathomable, and today I've truly witnessed it firsthand. Minister Chen is quite the figurehead, daring to be so arrogant even after joining the South Manchuria Railway!"

"Arrogant?" Chen Yang spread his hands and said, "No, no, no, not yet!"

"Hmm, I've calculated the time, it's about time."

As soon as the words were spoken, the deathly silence in the interrogation room was broken by the sudden sound of dense military boots echoing in the corridor outside!

The voices were uniform, the strides were huge, and the landings were resounding. They carried absolute discipline and a cold, ruthless aura completely different from that of the South Manchuria Railway's internal administrative staff. As they approached, it was like a heavy hammer striking a taut nerve!
"Halt! Who dares to trespass on the Bureau of Investigation's premises?" The guard's stern voice rang out from outside the door.

"Mei Agency is on official business! Open the door immediately!" Another, younger, sharper voice bluntly silenced the guard's questioning.

"Mei Agency? This place..."

Before the guard could finish speaking, a loud "bang!" was heard as the heavy iron door was violently smashed open from the outside by a tremendous force!

The door slammed against the concrete wall, and the resulting gust of wind ripped several pages of documents off the desk.

A gust of hot wind rushed in, but it couldn't dispel the atmosphere in the room, which had suddenly plummeted to freezing.

The light at the entrance was blocked by several sturdy figures in military green.

The leader was Colonel Haruki Yoshitaka, the deputy head of the Mei Agency.

He was dressed in a neat and crisp summer military uniform, his sword gleaming, and the Meiji Agency badge on his collar shimmered with a cold metallic luster in the light from the doorway.

His sharp gaze swept over Director Nakajima, who was about to get up with an angry expression.

With the arrival of Qingqi Qingyin, the air in the interrogation room seemed to freeze.

The two senior investigators from the South Manchuria Railway instantly tensed up, their hands already subtly resting on their holsters.

"Director Nakajima," Haruki's voice was not loud, "I am informing you now that all case files and materials related to Minister Chen are immediately transferred to our side for full review!"

"Colonel Haruki!" Nakajima suddenly stood up, his face so dark it could drip water: "This is the South Manchuria Railway Bureau!"

"This case is under the full jurisdiction of our bureau, and the chain of evidence has been completely secured!"

Haruki seemed not to hear Nakajima's question.

His gaze slowly shifted to the interrogation file that Nakajima was using on the table. Without asking for permission or even glancing at Nakajima, Haruki reached out and picked up the file.

He then handed the case file to Chen Yang, who was sitting on the iron stool, with both hands!
"What... what do you want to do?" Shinichi Nakajima roared in anger. "Haruki-kun, is your Mei Agency provoking the South Manchuria Railway?"

"Dossier? Locked?" Chen Yang casually flipped open the dossier, a slight smile playing on his lips, revealing a chilling mockery. "When did the paper games within the South Manchuria Railway Company come to determine the innocence of Imperial Transport Ministry officials?"

Seeing Chen Yang's frivolous actions, Nakajima angrily rebuked him, "You, you're going too far! Haruki Yoshitaka, when did your Mei Agency start serving the Ministry of Transport?"

Immediately afterward, Nakajima's gaze abruptly shifted to Chen Yang, his venomous eyes almost piercing through him. "The matter involving Chen Yang is far more complex than just the death of Yoshida!"

"Based on the evidence at hand, it is sufficient to prove that he forged military dispatch orders, embezzled strategic mineral materials, used his position to weave a network of infiltration and sabotage, colluded with anti-Japanese organizations, and provided them with weapons and other materials... Each and every one of these points to treasonous acts that shake the material foundation of our Manchurian Empire!"

The next moment, his voice suddenly rose: "What right does your Mei Agency have to interfere?"

Immediately afterwards, Nakajima took a step forward, his eyes blazing with fury. His intense killing intent was like boiling oil, ready to explode with just a single spark!
However, in a flash, Haruki Yoshitane smiled, "Director Nakajima, our Mei Agency itself is authorized by the Cabinet Intelligence Agency to be responsible for all intelligence in Shanghai."

"Does the South Manchuria Railway now disregard even the cabinet?"

Nakajima's muscular body visibly tensed slightly, his violently heaving chest paused for a moment, and the raging fire in his eyes seemed to be forcibly suppressed into the depths of the icy sea.

He took a deep breath, the sound of which was particularly jarring in the deathly silent room.

He slowly took a step back, a stiff "smile" tugging at the corner of his mouth: "This concerns the safety of the empire's transportation lifeline, so it naturally needs to be thoroughly investigated, and there can be no oversights."

“However, this concerns the logistics department’s supply delivery situation, not just the realm of simple intelligence,” he pointed to Chen Yang, “The people and all the materials on the table are here. If your Mei Agency can produce the approval document from the commander of the dispatched army, then you may take everything.”

The dispatched army commander's approval? Qingqi's arrogant expression froze slightly for a moment, and her fingers tightened a little.

At this moment, Chen Yang's sneer deepened: "Director Nakajima wants the approval from the Commander of the Expeditionary Force? That's easy!"

As he spoke, Chen Yang took a folder out of his briefcase.

He pulled out a blank approval document: "Director Nakajima, what do you want? I'll write it up for you!"

Nakajima's face flushed red and then turned pale. After a long while, he angrily said, "Minister Chen, what do you mean?"

Chen Yang raised the document in his hand. Apart from the blank spaces, the lower right corner not only had the official seal of the Expeditionary Army Headquarters, but also the personal seal of Commander Tian Junliu!

If you fill in the blanks with the corresponding text, then it becomes a genuine approval document from the commander!
Nakajima Shinichi felt a chill run down his spine. How dare he blatantly forge Commander-in-Chief Tian Junroku's approval document? Was there no law? Was no one in charge? This was rebellion! This was tantamount to defying the heavens...

"What? Director Nakajima doesn't like the Expeditionary Army Headquarters? Well, I also have the Expeditionary Army Logistics Department, the Shanghai Military Police Headquarters, the Songhu Garrison Headquarters, the Expeditionary Army Special Inspection Section, the Mei Agency, No. 76, and the Jinling Special Agent Headquarters!"

"Whichever one you think is suitable, I'm fine with it..."

Nakajima Shinichi felt a surge of heat rush to his head and couldn't help but stagger back a few steps...

Just then, Chen Yang seemed to have had enough fun, and he put away his playful smile, a serious expression appearing on his face. He slowly said, "Mr. Nakajima, according to common sense, a bureau chief of your rank has no right to interrogate me!"

"However, to satisfy your curiosity, I can give you a chance!"

"However, I have a condition: I hope that your Vice President of the South Manchuria Railway Company, Mr. Miyagi Meitaro, will be present in person!"

"Lord Miyagi?" Shinichi Nakajima roared angrily, "Chen Yang, what other tricks are you trying to pull?"

"Director Nakajima, please watch your words," Chen Yang said solemnly, "I am here to prove my innocence..."

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