Chapter 192: Take Out Amemiya Kazuto

The officers in the meeting room already sensed something was off, and they all chose to stay silent.

Upon careful consideration, this matter indeed has a loophole.

How could Amemiya Kazuto possibly show up in person to threaten a so-called quartermaster?

And still foolishly bringing the person into the agency for identification.

Moreover, Matsushima Shin never identified Fujiwara Chikata.

He directly pointed the finger at Amemiya Kazuto.

Plus Chen Yongren—how could Amemiya Kazuto, even if he were stupid, possibly hand over his photo with Matsushima Shin and the contract to Chen Yongren?

Furthermore, who would sign a contract for doing such a thing?

Although they sensed something was wrong, how could they dare to speak up?

"What good is your guarantee? We do things by evidence!" Fujiwara Chikata said: "Now you have your photo with Matsushima Shin, and the contract for your material sales."

"Including Matsushima Shin himself, he's right here—what else do you have to say?"

"Matsushima Shin is the one you brought; are you suggesting he's also fake?"

"This is clearly your frame-up!" Amemiya Kazuto said indignantly: "You talk about a transaction—where are the supplies, where is the money?"

"I never received the supplies, so how would I know where they are?" Matsushima Shin immediately said: "As for the money, I deposited it all into the Songhu bank account he gave me."

"Nonsense, when did I ever give you a bank account?" Amemiya Kazuto looked at Tsuchihara Ji and said: "General, please believe me."

"I've never taken his money; this is truly Fujiwara Chikata's conspiracy!"

"We'll know if we check!" Fujiwara Chikata bowed to Tsuchihara Ji and said: "General, shall we make a phone call to verify?"

After a moment's thought, Tsuchihara Ji nodded slightly.

Fujiwara Chikata quickly walked to the phone, dialed the bank, inquired, and his expression changed twice.

Seeing this, all the officers present understood.

This guy Amemiya Kazuto is finished.

At best, his outcome is to leave Songhu, be permanently stripped of his military rank, never able to serve in the military generation after generation, and only be able to live as a lowly commoner.

As expected.

Fujiwara Chikata pointed at Amemiya Kazuto and said: "Amemiya Kazuto, I've already asked the bank manager—your account holds a sum of funds, a total of 10,000 taels."

"All the records are there, available for inquiry at any time—what else do you have to say?"

"I'll choke you to death!" Amemiya Kazuto, face full of indignation, bared his teeth and charged at Fujiwara Chikata.

Chen Yongren, quick-eyed and quick-handed, grabbed him and pressed him to the ground.

Amemiya Kazuto struggled desperately on the ground: "Fujiwara, I will definitely kill you!"

"Everyone here knows you're corrupt; even if you could kill me, could you kill everyone?" Fujiwara Chikata said pretentiously.

"Both human and material evidence are present; all evidence points to you—what else do you want to say?"

Chen Yongren also said: "Yesterday, the only person who dealt with Matsushima Shin was you yourself, yet you keep claiming you are Fujiwara Chikata."

"During my undercover mission as ordered, I discovered your mental state has serious problems."

"Whenever you go out to eat, you always call yourself Fujiwara Chikata."

"But each time afterward when I ask you, you have no memory of it; a few days ago, taking advantage of the gang turmoil, you tried to make a fortune."

"Under the guise of Fujiwara Chikata, you looted a batch of supplies, intending to sell them to the quartermaster."

"In order to frame Chief Fujiwara, you even opened an account—actually, this account was opened using your own ID."

"Otherwise, where would this account come from?"

"It's clearly you who went to handle it with your own documents."

Upon hearing this, Amemiya Kazuto's expression showed a hint of bewilderment.

He was thinking.

Did I really do that?

"Impossible, how could this be?" Amemiya Kazuto muttered to himself; "There's something wrong with this matter, General—I want to continue investigating!"

"Enough, Amemiya-kun, A Ren't you ashamed enough?" Tsuchihara Ji said in a low voice: "Amemiya-kun, let's give each other some dignity and end this farce."

"Your mental condition is no longer suitable for working in the intelligence agency."

"Just take tonight's ship back to Japan."

"I'll tell the outside world that you're unwell and need to go home to rest."

"As for your material trafficking, I'll just pretend not to see it; that will be better for your reputation."

After a pause, Tsuchihara Ji glanced around the meeting room at everyone: "Remember, no one is to discuss what happened today; if I find out, I will permanently dismiss that person from military service and never employ them again."

"Hai!" All the officers rose together and bowed deeply.

Even if Tsuchihara Ji didn't say it, they wouldn't dare mention this matter.

Afterwards, Tsuchihara Ji left the meeting room without looking back.

Fujiwara Chikata also dismissed the meeting, giving Matsushima Shin a look.

Matsushima Shin immediately understood and left the meeting room with the crowd.

"Takayuki, go prepare the certificate." Fujiwara Chikata looked at Takayuki Hideyoshi.

"Yes!" Takayuki Hideyoshi stood up and left.

Ten or so minutes later, Takayuki Hideyoshi returned holding a certificate.

Fujiwara Chikata swiftly signed his name on it.

With this certificate, it shows that Amemiya Kazuto cannot continue working in the military.

"The ship at 6 p. m. tonight—conduct yourself with dignity, don't embarrass everyone." Fujiwara Chikata placed the certificate in his palm.

Amemiya Kazuto mechanically took the slip.

He knew very well that if he himself was not dignified, then he could only be made dignified by others.

Watching the arrogant Fujiwara Konda, Amamiya Kazuto walked out of the conference room, dazed and dispirited.

"Chen Sang, you've worked hard today; go rest first." Fujiwara Konda patted Chen Yongren on the shoulder and smiled: "General, I have something to discuss with you; when we have time, we'll hold a victory banquet together."

"Yes!" Chen Yongren didn't say anything more.

Amamiya Kazuto is such a big prize; Chen Yongren won't let him slip away so easily.

Half past five in the evening.

"Boom—"

Suddenly, a thunderclap split the sky.

The next second.

Lightning flashed and thunder roared.

The gale swept the sudden rain, like a broken bead curtain, pouring down from heaven to earth.

Amamiya Kazuto, wearing a raincoat, sat dazed under a shelter to escape the rain.

He didn't understand why things had turned out this way.

In the rain curtain.

A figure walked toward Amamiya Kazuto.

That figure was none other than Chen Yongren in disguise.

Chen Yongren quietly surveyed the surroundings.

Because of the heavy rain, the Japanese soldiers at the dock were busy loading the wounded onto ships, and no one noticed this side.

Amamiya Kazuto only saw a fist clad in a black glove appear before him.

The next second.

The fist opened.

A bright silver blade lay silently in the palm.

Huh?

While Amamiya Kazuto was still stunned, Chen Yongren walked up behind him, pinched the blade, and aimed at the artery on his neck.

He tilted the blade and slashed hard.

"Pfft."

A slender wound appeared from the artery to the throat.

Chen Yongren quickly withdrew, leaving the blade in the wound.

Amamiya Kazuto's eyes widened, his body twitched, and blood spurted from the wound.

He instinctively reached to pull out the blade, but as soon as he lifted it, his body collapsed to the ground.

Blood mixed with rainwater quickly stained the surrounding ground red.

【Congratulations, Master, for successfully assassinating one Japanese spy, gaining…】

A system notification sounded in Chen Yongren's ear.