After she became the daughter of a vicious warlord, she cleaned herself up

After Jiang Shiyuan and Shen Yifeng arrived at the Military Control Commission headquarters, they went to the laboratory department first.

Section Chief Li from the laboratory department pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and handed a bound test report to Shen Yifeng.

"Director Shen, the test results are out. The poison pill contains high-concentration potassium cyanide, which can cause death within half a minute after being ingested."

Shen Yifeng took the report and handed it directly to Jiang Shiyuan, who was a doctor of chemical pharmaceuticals.

She quickly glanced through it, frowning slightly, "As expected, the poison pill is made of high-concentration potassium cyanide!"

Then she put on gloves, carefully took out the wax shell of the poison pill from the evidence bag, and observed it carefully under a microscope.

"Director Shen, come over here and take a look. There is a string of numbers on it!"

Shen Yifeng took a closer look and indeed found a string of tiny numbers on the wax shell, "..."

"What does this string of numbers represent?" Shen Yifeng asked puzzledly.

Jiang Shiyuan took a deep breath, and the scene of the original owner receiving secret spy training in Xijing, Japan last year emerged in his mind.

"I remember that the instructor gave each of us a wax-coated poison pill, saying that if we were caught while on a mission, we should swallow it immediately to keep the secret."

"After returning to Shanghai, I took the initiative to hand over this poison pill to the stationmaster for safekeeping."

"The instructor also emphasized that the wax of this wax shell is of high quality and is not easy to melt or break. There is no need to worry about accidentally being poisoned after putting it in the hole of the back molars."

"And the number on it implies the organization to which the spy belongs and the corresponding identity number."

"At that time, I was almost forced to have one of my back teeth extracted to hide the poison pill. Fortunately, I was able to think of a way out and escaped..."

"So, you suspect that this cleaner is actually a Japanese spy?" Shen Yifeng asked solemnly after hearing this.

"That's right!" Jiang Shiyuan said firmly, "Moreover, this method of hiding medicine by pulling out the back teeth is also very consistent with the ruthless style of the Japanese spies!"

"Director Shen, let's go to the interrogation room and meet the cleaner!"

Jiang Shiyuan said this as he gently put the wax shell back into the evidence bag and walked out of the laboratory with a brisk pace.

Shen Yifeng followed closely behind, and the two walked side by side towards the innermost interrogation department on the fourth floor.

When I walked to the door of the interrogation room, a strong smell of blood hit my nose, making me feel nauseous.

Jiang Shiyuan and Shen Yifeng both wore masks at the door. One reason was to block out the bloody smell, and the other was to avoid exposing their true faces in front of the cleaners.

Jiang Shiyuan was wearing the white lace dress that Song Ailing bought for her yesterday, paired with red lambskin high heels.

In order to prevent the blood stains in the interrogation room from staining Jiang Shiyuan's white dress, Shen Yifeng specially asked for a white coat for her to wear.

Jiang Shiyuan had just confirmed that the assassin was not a comrade from the Red Party, so she could conduct the interrogation without any worries.

The two men walked into the interrogation room side by side. Dressed in black and white, they looked like the Black and White Impermanence from Hell.

The cleaner was now tied to the interrogation rack, covered in blood, but his eyes were still full of resentment and madness.

"How about it, Old Sun, did he confess?" Shen Yifeng walked to the interrogation table, picked up a copy of the interrogation record, and asked coldly.

When Chief Sun of the interrogation department saw Shen Yifeng coming, he immediately complained.

"Oh, my dear Director Shen, you know this guy is a tough nut to crack!"

"We used every possible torture device, but he still insisted that there was no one behind him!"

"Bah! A bunch of Kong Song lackeys!" The cleaner spat out a mouthful of blood and glared at Shen Yifeng and Section Chief Sun viciously.

"I think you won't cry until you see the coffin!"

Shen Yifeng threw the interrogation records on the table, stepped forward and snatched the bloody whip from the interrogator's hand, and pretended to whip him.

"Wait!" Jiang Shiyuan suddenly stopped him, "Don't be impatient, Director Shen. Since the hard approach doesn't work, why don't we try a softer approach..."

Shen Yifeng was a little confused, "A gentle way? This..."

"Director Shen, please let me try. And please everyone please step aside." Jiang Shiyuan winked at him and smiled slyly.

Shen Yifeng nodded and led everyone in the room to the observation and monitoring room next to the interrogation room.

Jiang Shiyuan put his hands in his pockets, walked leisurely to the cleaner, and looked down at him.

Then Jiang Shiyuan actually reached out and took off his mask, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

The cleaner looked at the young woman in front of him who spoke softly but whose body was slowly emitting a perverse aura, and an inexplicable fear suddenly rose in his heart.

Jiang Shiyuan then smiled wider, revealing a row of neat, white teeth.

But this seemingly friendly smile is more terrifying than the devil's smile to the cleaner.

"You...what do you want to do?"

The cleaner asked in horror, his body instinctively shrinking back, but he was tied firmly to the interrogation rack and could not move.

Jiang Shiyuan did not answer his question, but pulled over a chair and sat down elegantly opposite the cleaner.

She just looked at him quietly, without saying a word.

The look was as sharp as a knife, as if it could see through him.

The atmosphere in the interrogation room suddenly became oppressive, and you could hear a pin drop.

The cleaner felt frightened by her gaze, and a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but he couldn't reach out to wipe it off.

I don’t know how long it took, but Jiang Shiyuan finally spoke.

But what she spoke was not Chinese, but authentic Japanese.

"What is your name?"

【May I have your name? 】

Hearing this long-lost native language, the cleaner was obviously stunned for a moment, and a hint of surprise and confusion flashed in his eyes.

He looked at Jiang Shiyuan warily and asked tentatively: "You...you can speak Japanese?"

Jiang Shiyuan raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled meaningfully, "Of course, not only can I speak it, but I can speak it better than the Japanese."

"Who are you?" There was a hint of panic in the cleaner's tone.

"You don't need to care who I am, you just need to answer my questions!" Jiang Shiyuan instantly put away his smile and spoke in a cold tone.

"Why did you want to assassinate Minister Kong?"

When the cleaner heard this, his eyes flickered for a moment, and then he returned to his previous resentment and madness.

"Humph, the Kong family and the Song family are both vampires!"

"Over the years, I don't know how much money they have plundered from the people and how many poor people have been killed!"

"Even if I die, I will drag them to hell with me!"

"Oh, you speak so eloquently, do you think I will believe your lies?"

Jiang Shiyuan sneered and ruthlessly exposed his lies.

"You are not working for the poor people at all. You are just working for your master!"

"You're talking nonsense!" the cleaner retorted excitedly, "I don't have any master at all!"

"Really?" Jiang Shiyuan raised his eyebrows and asked slowly, "Then where did the wax-coated poison pill in your back tooth come from?"

"After all, this special wax shell with a number engraved on it, plus a high concentration of potassium cyanide, is not a poison that ordinary people can get!"

"You...how do you know?" The cleaner was suddenly horrified and speechless.