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Chapter 592 The Evidence Is Solid
The next day, the Concession chief patrolled the house.

After listening to his subordinate's report, Kuang Fu'an stood up suddenly and stared wide-eyed: "What, the bullet trace detection is consistent? Have you checked clearly? This matter is very important, and there must be no problem."

The reason why he lost his composure was that after testing by technicians, it was determined that the warhead extracted from the Elizabeth Hospital was shot by the rifle carried by Takashi Ikuta.

The wear of the rifling of each gun is different, and the bullets fired are different. It was obviously me who fired the gun that day, and the gun was well hidden. Why are the tests of the two consistent?

"Inspector, there is no problem."

The policeman on the opposite side was very confident, he puffed out his chest and said: "A total of three tests have been done, and the results are the same each time. If you are worried, you can ask them to do it again.

Besides, the equipment is an American product just bought last year. It has been used in previous cases and has never made a mistake. Now it is certain that Takashi Ikuta appeared at the scene of the firefight at the Elizabeth Hospital. "

Kuang Fuan was really confused now, he frowned and sat on the chair, his mind began to run rapidly, what went wrong, could it be that the people in the evidence room changed the evidence.

This possibility is unlikely.

As a key department and an idle position in the patrol room, it is not the turn of the Chinese police and the Indian police to do such a good job. The evidence room is controlled by the British from top to bottom, and has nothing to do with the underground party.

Of course, he didn't know that there was an organization called Cambridge Evangelists in the University of Cambridge, and its members were thinking about how to dig into the corner of the British Empire and pass top-secret information to Red Russia.

In later generations, people gave this small organization an unremarkable nickname—the Cambridge Five, but they really had nothing to do with what happened in the Shanghai International Settlement thousands of miles away.

Kuang Fu'an waved his hand to let his subordinates go out first, put a cigarette under his nose and sniffed it, and thought about all kinds of possibilities in his heart, but found nothing, so he had to put the problem aside for the time being.

It doesn't matter what the result is.

The important thing is how to use the results. He thought of the complex relationship between Japan, the United Kingdom, and the three countries, his eyes slowly lit up, and then he went to John Kaiziwei's office.

As soon as he saw the other party, Kuang Fuan told the latest progress. The British chose him as the sponsor of the case because he had to do so in order to be informed of the relevant news in time.

"What, consistent?"

John Kaiwei was also surprised when he heard it. Elizabeth Hospital was the first to exchange fire, and the policeman was killed after that. The broker named Laodou said that it was Ikuta Takashi who killed the policeman. Is it true?

From the perspective of space and time, combined with the existing evidence, it seems reasonable. The question is why Ikuta Takashi did this. He thought about it for a while and looked up at Kuang Fuan.

"Kuang, hurry up and interrogate the suspect, find out why this person went to Elizabeth Hospital, and where did you get the top-secret information about the Far East Fleet and the royal family.

We must dig out the main messenger behind it. This is not something that one person or a few people can do. I suspect that there are moles in the navy or even in the mainland of the empire. They must be found as soon as possible.

The killing of Indian police officers can be left to the end to ask, you can find a reason to stabilize Xu Enzeng, neither to offend the Chinese, nor to reveal the details of the investigation, can you do it. "

"No problem, sir."

Kuang Fuan has stayed in Hong Kong City for a long time and knows how to deal with the British. Modesty and caution can only make them feel that you are incompetent, and you must not be vague when expressing your position.

Sure enough, John Keziwei was very satisfied with his reply, and personally sent him to the door of the office, which startled the eyes of the passing patrolmen, thinking that Inspector Kuang was really going to get rich.

Who doesn't know that in the Concession Police Department, the highest status is not the director, but the younger brother of the head of the board of directors. The power and influence of the Kaiziwei family in Shanghai are huge.

With the support and appreciation of the other party, even a pig can be praised to the sky, let alone a capable detective. It seems that there will be another Chinese supervisor in the police station in the future.

Facing the virtuous corporal shown by John Kaiziwei, Kuang Fuan bowed and left with excitement, and walked towards the prison with a smile, walking vigorously, looking very excited.

When he arrived at the prison, he asked someone to open the single cell of the prisoner Sheng Tian Longxi, walked in accompanied by armed guards, and saw Mr. Diplomat tied to a cross cos God.

Compared with the hysteria when he was just caught, the other party calmed down a lot, staring coldly at Kuang Fuan who came in, without struggling or anger, he finally looked like a secret agent.

"Remove the cloth."

Kuang Fuan didn't mind being stared at like this, and said to the guard with a slight smile: "Go out, I want to have a private chat with Mr. Ikuta, no one is allowed to come in without my order."

"Yes."

The burly guard responded and turned his head and left. He stood at the door and listened vigilantly to the movement in the cell. It was not for the purpose of listening to news, but to prevent the prisoner from taking the opportunity to hold the detective to escape.

Since the female prisoner escaped from prison, the security of the patrol room prison has been strengthened a lot. The old, weak, sick and disabled guards were dismissed, and the new guards were all strictly trained fighters.

As a half-professional intelligence officer, Takashi Ikuta enjoyed the strictest surveillance. For example, what the guard had on his waist was not a baton, but a Webley revolver loaded with bullets.

At this time, Kuang Fuan in the room put his hands behind his back and said in a kind tone: "Mr. Ikuta, hello, my name is Kuang Fuan. It is really a pity to meet you in this way on such an occasion.

A character like you should show your talents in the upper class. You must not be used to this kind of place. Don't worry, you can leave at any time as long as you are willing to cooperate.

I was ordered to know only three things, why did you show up at the scene of the Elizabeth Hospital firefight and shoot, where did you get the information, and why you killed the Indian patrol. "

He didn't mention the poaching of migratory birds, because compared with the above questions, killing a few birds is nothing to mention. It's just an excuse for the police to arrest people. He understands, and the other party must also understand.

"Mr. Kuang, this is a misunderstanding."

Ikuta Takashi took a deep breath, and replied in a hoarse voice: "I have not been in Shanghai for a long time, and I have never been to Elizabeth Hospital. This matter really has nothing to do with me.

As for the information you have collected, it is from an intelligence broker named Laodou. Not long ago, he met your people under the recommendation of the head of the special high-level section of the Chinese consulate and made a deal.

The content is the address of the underground party of Elizabeth Hospital, which he personally confessed under my coercion. In order to catch big fish with a long line, I have reached an intelligence transaction cooperation with him.

The house I went to yesterday was his residence. This matter is easy to investigate. The neighbors or the landlord can prove that it was the first time I went there. The secret documents are all his, I swear to God.

In the end, the Indian patrol was killed by the Chinese. The news from your police house was quoted in the newspaper. Everyone knows about this. Mr. Kuang, please believe what I say. "

He knew that at this time, the matter of following Hase Ryosuke could not be concealed. If he wanted to survive, he had to prove that the information belonged to his father. The remaining two things had no evidence and could not be verified at all.

Even if someone falsely accuses him of showing up in the hospital or killing the police, it is not a big deal for a diplomat. It is impossible for the British to turn against the Japanese Empire for three Indians.

After finishing speaking, Takashi Ikuta looked at the other party expectantly, wishing to show his heart to prove his innocence, and at the same time cursed in his heart that the damn Omi ghost dared to treat himself like this, you will regret it.

At this moment, a policeman hurried into the cell and whispered something to Kuang Fu'an. After hearing it, Kuang Fu'an was slightly surprised and asked the visitor: "What? It really matches?"

"OK, the result just came out."

The visitor's answer was very affirmative. By the way, he glanced at Takashi Ikuta from the corner of his eye, with a trace of eagerness on his face. A living spy, when did the police station handle such a big case.

"Okay, you go out first, and have someone check the other secret documents again, especially pay attention to the corners that are easy to miss. Use snacks. If the case is solved, the bounty is indispensable."

After getting the news he wanted, Kuang Fu'an nodded to let the other party leave, then folded his arms and said, "Mr. Ikuta, I really want to believe you, but everything depends on the evidence.

My people found your fingerprints on a document they seized. How do you explain this? Don’t say that you came across it by accident. There are a total of 38 fingerprints.

In addition, let me reveal a little secret to you. We extracted two warheads from the scene of the firefight at Elizabeth Hospital. After technical testing, they were fired from the [-] rifle you were carrying.

How do you explain these solid evidence? It can’t be a coincidence or I framed you. We didn’t know each other before, and I didn’t have the guts to frame a Japanese diplomat. "

Fingerprints match.

Bullet marks detected consistent.

Takashi Ikuta, no matter how useless he is, understands what this means. In ordinary criminal cases, these two pieces of evidence are enough for the judge to sentence a prisoner to death. The question is how could this be so.

He was stunned for a moment, then bit the bullet and explained: "Mr. Kuang, that document should be a telegram from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, which I took out from the consulate and sold to Lao Dou. It's normal to have my fingerprints.

The telegrams were sold for a total of [-] oceans. The other party gave me the equivalent value of Citibank gold bars, which are now hidden in my home. I can take you to pick them up. I dare not spend any of these things.

That rifle was in the consulate's inventory, and anyone could borrow it from the gun store. The Ono who followed me was the head of the gun room. Maybe this guy set me up. "

Takashi Ikuta's answer can be said to be flawless, and he pushed the responsibility away completely. There is such a quick wit. After all, the people who can be admitted to the Tokyo Higher Business School are definitely not fools.

(End of this chapter)