Chapter Thirty Interrogation (Part One)

  Walking out of the night in Jinling, a familiar scent of sugar-roasted chestnuts wafted through the air. The young man from last time was shouting again, selling authentic Jinshui chestnuts. Huaijin bought a bag and held it close to her chest.

  Fu Qiusheng's astonished expression lingered in her mind for a long time, and she had never let him feel so perplexed one after another. Since she exposed herself by blocking the package of Sanmin cigarettes for Dong Zhiyu more than a month ago, her words and actions seemed to be out of control at times. But she was "Kui", this world did not allow her to have a moment of loss of control. Fu Qiusheng's unintentional lies, Dong Zhiyu's inexplicable coldness and hot-headedness, even the irrational act of raiding the comfort station, made her wonder why she had appeared there. She felt a thread of fear, with her identity, a moment of carelessness and irrationality could mean death, meaning unnecessary sacrifice of comrades.

  Dong Zhiyu had to leave. She had been holding onto this idea since last night.

  Back home, as expected, she had left. The overalls with bloodstains were gone, and on the table outside the bedroom was a note with just three words: "Thank you."

  She clutched the note, with an indescribable feeling. If it was agreed upon, this girl would soon disappear from her own life. She unfolded the note again and carefully put it into "The Romance of Sui and Tang Dynasties".

  After going through such a disaster and illness, these two days seemed like two centuries to Dong Zhiyu. Dragging her still-unhealed body to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, she had barely sat down when two people in black uniforms suddenly appeared, calling out for her and Wu Naijun to follow them.

  For a moment, her heart skipped a beat, but she quickly calmed down, thinking that since she was called along with Wu Naijun, it was probably about 80 or 90% likely to be an investigation into the antique dealer's affairs. If so, she thought it wasn't scary at all, as this was something she had prepared herself for.

  Two men in black uniforms led them out of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and to a car, where Wu Naijun finally couldn't hold back: "Where are we going? What's this all about?"

  "Wu translated, just follow us, that's what it means upstairs."

  Wu Naijun looked at Dong Zhiyu again, and the other seemed to be just as perplexed as herself. She then reluctantly got into the car.

  The car door was closed by the black-clad man, but he didn't leave. He stood guard on either side of the door. Before long, several people came over from the other side of the gate. It turned out to be three people from the confidential office, including Zhou Biqing.

  Dong Zhiyu's heart sank even further, Wu Naiju stretched her neck, "Dong translator, this doesn't look like a small matter! The confidential room has also been brought over!"

  Dong Zhiyu couldn't help but cough twice, this illness hadn't fully recovered after all, and her lips still had no color to them. "I don't know, Wu Jie, what do you think it is?"

  "I didn't know this, but I had a bad feeling." Wu Naiju seemed on the verge of tears.

  The two cars went all the way to Dingjiabridge, usually when they arrived here, Dong Zhiyu would go to Huaichen's office building on one side, but this time he was taken to another building on the other side. The group of people followed the black-clad man up the stairs, and as they walked, although they didn't understand what was going on, everyone felt more and more uneasy in their hearts. From then on, no one spoke again, and they just followed the black-clad man all the way up.

  The second-floor corridor gave people a sense of depth, Dong Zhiyu mechanically followed everyone forward, her feet feeling like they were stepping on cotton, uneven in depth. From the opposite side, a calm and unhurried footsteps came from afar, her heart suddenly skipped a beat, she looked up towards the depths of the corridor, where a ray of sunlight fell through the high-colored windows, refracted by the colorful glass into a halo of light, shining in the dimly lit corridor, dazzling people's eyes. In the halo of light, a tall figure was slowly walking towards her.

  She felt a strange warmth in her heart, and as the footsteps got closer, her own feet seemed to be more solid on the ground, no longer having that feeling of emptiness with every step. She lowered her head, listening to the other person walking by, the footsteps slowing down almost imperceptibly when they passed her, but she heard it clearly.

  Huaijin knew that this moment had finally arrived, she had just passed the interrogation room and knew that Chen Xianbo's people, drivers, and security guards were locked up on that side. She also knew that the people from Jiming Temple would be brought over soon.

  As they walked further, another person was being escorted over. It seemed that the interrogation room was quite lively today. Huai Jin looked over and was shocked to see Wang Wei's special agent, Ma Xiao Tian, who was also the head of the Xuanwu District and the Director of the Security Bureau, personally escorting a man with two black-clad agents following closely behind him. Upon closer inspection, Huai Jin's heart sank as she realized that she had definitely seen this escorted man somewhere before, but couldn't quite recall where.

  "Good thinking." Ma Xiao Tian greeted Hua Jin as he passed by.

  "Magistrate Ma, may I have a word with you?" said Hua Jin.

  Ma Xiao hesitated for a moment before handing over the person he was holding to the black-clad agent, and followed Huai Jin to one side.

  "The courtroom is full today, I don't know who Magistrate Ma brought in, can we transfer him to the police station for interrogation?"

  "This one," Ma Xiao Tian poked the person he was holding with his thumb, "is a Qingtongsi person, who has been mixed in the training place all along and was just caught by me today. Why is the interrogation room full? What's going on?"

  "The case of the American antique dealer has involved dozens of people in interrogation and cannot be concluded for the time being."

  "Alright then, I'll think of another way." Ma Xiao Tian scratched his head, hesitating.

  She nodded and turned to leave, Qing Tong Department, training department, she carefully searched in her mind, Yu Pei's undercover agents were not all familiar to her, but this person seemed somewhat familiar. If it was said that he was working at the military training department, then it would be normal for him to look familiar, but how did he get discovered? How much did he know after all?

  Before entering the interrogation room, Dong Zhiyu and others were separated and arranged in small rooms one by one. The interrogation was conducted simultaneously in several places. The first round was just a rough screening to exclude people without problems. It is said that excluding suspects is not so simple. This matter is not trivial. Wang Zaoming did it with the attitude of "it's better to kill one thousand mistakenly".

  "Dong Translation, have you ever been in contact with antique details and antique merchant lists?"

  "Yes, I have been in contact with them." Dong Zhiyu sat on a backless stool, her eyes clear and calm as she looked at the people interrogating her.

  "Do you know or don't you know, your suspicion is the greatest?" They almost said this sentence to all defendants.

  "What's suspicious?"

  "You're quite good at pretending! The reports from Yu Pei and An Ping are all about people you've been in contact with, so tell me, which side are you really on?"

  "What?" Dong Zhiyu was indeed shocked, Anping? This was far beyond her expectations.

  So Akakiri also got her intel? How did they know?

  The people interrogating her exchanged a look with each other. The shock on the other's face was genuine, either she really didn't know or she was very good at pretending.

  "Dong, let's remind you of something. Last Friday, you went to the machine room to check the list of antiques. On Saturday, you obtained a list of antique dealers provided by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. That night, you reported these intelligence to your organization. The next day, as you wished, the news spread everywhere - on radios and newspapers. It can be said that you were quite successful. Congratulations! Unfortunately, we still caught up with you in the end."

  "Nonsense! I've been ill for the past two days and haven't gone to work, so I don't even know what you're talking about with these newspapers. And what's this about reporting intelligence? Go back and ask the Shanghai Special Operations Headquarters to investigate who introduced me to Xuanwu, or else don't blame me for not warning you." He said all this in one breath, and then couldn't help but start coughing, which wasn't fake.

  On the other side, Huai Jin arrived at the military training ground, just as Ye Ming Tian walked out from inside. Seeing her, he hadn't even opened his mouth when the other party asked: "Dong is being interrogated in the next room, do you know?"

  "What?!" Ye Mingxuan's doubt outweighed his shock, "Why is he being interrogated?"

  "Don't worry for now, I heard it's about an antique dealer, everyone who has come into contact with this matter is being taken away for routine questioning, I believe it will be fine."

  "Is it in the interrogation room next door?" Ye Ming Tian was already prepared to make a run for it.

  "Yes, you'd better wait patiently for now. Even if you go there, it won't make a difference." Huaijin's words were unclear whether she was comforting Ye Mingtian or saying it to herself. "Right, wasn't a mole from the Qingyun Department just taken away from the training grounds? Who was it?"

  Ye Mingtian was still in the midst of his emotions and hadn't snapped out of it yet, taking half a day to react to Huaijin's question. "Oh, Lu Zhongning, come to think of it, you might remember him. He was from the Anhui faction's miscellaneous troops and was absorbed into our ranks back when we were in Jiangwan."

  Huajing was stunned for a moment, if this person had been by her side during the training team in Jiangwan, it would be normal to look familiar today. But that's not important, what made her stunned was that Ye Mingtian mentioned the word "Wanxi". Since the day she left Guangshao and met that short man, the term "Wanxi" had been haunting her dreams like a ghost. When Ye Mingtian said it out loud, she felt like someone had grasped her vital point, and she needed to think everything through carefully.

  I'm so busy I'm about to die...

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