EBE Chapter 1013 Confused Fujita Ying
Chapter 1013 Confused Fujita Ying
Asano stood in front of the office window, looking out at the dark night, the cigarette in his hand slowly burning at his fingertips, releasing a faint smoke. His eyes were deep and complex, as if he was thinking about some important decision. After a moment, he suddenly put out the cigarette, as if he had made up his mind, stood up, and said in a firm and powerful voice: "Prepare for a second round of interrogation of Fujita Ying immediately."
In the interrogation room, Fujita Ying's wounds had just been treated by emergency personnel.
His ten fingers were wrapped tightly in heavy bandages, looking like dumplings, and he looked extremely miserable. His face was pale, and his eyes were full of fear and despair.
When Asanogawa walked into the interrogation room, Fujita Ying shuddered subconsciously. He looked up at Asanogawa, his eyes full of fear and uneasiness. There was a faint smile on Asanogawa's face, which looked particularly eerie and terrifying under the dim light.
"I've said it before, this secret report from Kyoto must be related to you." Asanogawa's voice was low and powerful, "Sure enough, your subordinates have confessed. Just tell the truth, and you can suffer less punishment."
Fujita Ying was bewildered when he heard this. He widened his eyes in anger, as if he was about to spit fire: "This is totally wronging me! You are framing me!" His voice echoed in the interrogation room, full of resentment and anger.
Asanogawa smiled contemptuously, as if he had already anticipated Fujita Ying's reaction: "Wrongly accuse you? Do you think those little tricks of yours can be hidden from me?"
Fujita Ying's expression became even uglier. He struggled hard, trying to get rid of the ropes that bound him: "You are framing me! I didn't do these things! I want to see my father! I want to protect my legal rights!"
Asanogawa looked at Fujita Ying coldly, as if he was looking at a dying prey: "Do you think your father can save you? In this matter, you are already a turtle in a jar. As I said before, tell the truth and you will suffer less."
Fujita Ying's breathing became rapid, and he was gasping for breath as if he was about to suffocate.
In the dim and depressing interrogation room, a dim chandelier emitted a faint light, stretching the shadows around it into long ones, as if even the air was filled with a tense and dangerous atmosphere.
In Asanogawa's hand, he held a key confession, which was a hard-won breakthrough from his most troubled confidant, Kobayashi Tanaka.
His eyes were as cold as a knife, and there was a sneer at the corner of his mouth. It was a kind of confidence that he had won, and also an expectation that the truth would be revealed.
"Mr. Fujita Ying," Asanogawa's voice was low and powerful, and every word was like a heavy hammer hitting Fujita Ying's heart, "your confidant Kobayashi Tanaka has told us everything. Including how you established contact with Chinese intelligence personnel, how you secretly assisted them in printing those secret reports that had a huge impact on the situation in Kyoto, and how you carefully planned throughout Kyoto to spread these secret reports like a plague."
Fujita Ying's face, which had been relatively calm, turned pale in an instant under this series of accusations, and a trace of disbelief and panic flashed in his eyes. He opened his mouth, but it seemed as if his throat was strangled by an invisible rope. After a long while, he squeezed out a few hoarse words: "This... This is impossible! I... I have never done these things!"
Seeing this, Asanogawa's sneer widened. He slowly took a step forward, approaching Fujita Ying, and said with a hint of teasing in his voice: "Oh? Really? Then why don't you take a look at the confession yourself? Perhaps, Kobayashi Tanaka's handwriting will be more convincing than your denial at this moment."
As he spoke, Asanogawa waved his hand gently, signaling the two guards beside him to loosen Fujita's handcuffed wrists. Fujita gained a brief moment of freedom, and almost pounced on the confession on the table, picked up the paper with trembling hands, and read it line by line.
His breathing began to become rapid, and his eyes jumped quickly between the lines. Every time his eyes stayed on the words, his heart beat violently.
"No... this is impossible... this is definitely fake! Asanogawa, you are lying to me!" Fujita Ying finally couldn't suppress his inner fear and anger, and roared hysterically. His voice echoed in the interrogation room, but it seemed so empty and powerless.
Asanogawa stood there quietly, watching Fujita Ying's collapse, without a trace of sympathy in his eyes.
He said coldly: "Fujita Ying, facts speak louder than words. You thought your plan was perfect, but you forgot that no matter how strong the fortress is, it will eventually collapse from the inside. Kobayashi Tanaka's confession is just the tip of the iceberg. The evidence we have is much richer than you think."
Asanogawa stood opposite Fujita Ying, his eyes were as sharp as a torch, as if he could penetrate the deepest secrets of people's hearts. He spoke slowly, and every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting Fujita Ying's already shaky psychological defenses: "Fujita Ying, do you think your plan is perfect? Do you think Kobayashi Tanaka will keep his mouth shut for the sake of loyalty? Don't forget, we still have his daughter in our hands. You should know better than me what a father will do for his daughter's safety."
Fujita Ying's face turned pale in an instant, and he stared at Asanogawa in disbelief.
Asanogawa sneered, and the laughter echoed in the interrogation room, carrying an indescribable mockery and the attitude of a winner. "Fraudulently? Fujita Ying, you are too naive. Nothing is impossible in this world. Kobayashi Tanaka's daughter is now safely under our protection, and all this is because he chose to cooperate with us and chose to tell the truth."
As he spoke, Asanogawa lightly snapped his fingers, and the door of the interrogation room was pushed open. Two guards escorted Kobayashi Tanaka, who was covered in wounds and looked haggard, in. Kobayashi Tanaka staggered, and each step seemed unusually heavy. His eyes stayed on Fujita Ying for a moment, and then he slowly lowered his head, with a trembling and helpless voice: "Mr. Ying, I'm sorry... I don't want to betray you, but they arrested my daughter, she is innocent. I can't let her get hurt because of me."
When Fujita Ying heard this, he felt as if struck by lightning. He widened his eyes and looked at Kobayashi Tanaka in disbelief. Those eyes that were once full of trust were now filled with betrayal and despair.
Fujita Ying's anger was instantly ignited. Like an enraged beast, his eyes were red as he tried to break free from the guards and pounced on Kobayashi Tanaka. "You are a traitor! You colluded with outsiders to frame me! Are you worthy of me? Are you worthy of the trust I have placed in you over the years?" Fujita Ying's roar echoed in the interrogation room. His voice became hoarse due to anger, as if he wanted to pour out all his resentment and anger.
Kobayashi Tanaka lowered his head and did not respond to Fujita Ying's roar, but silently endured the other party's accusations and anger.