Chapter 423: Major Case

"The radio and code book are at another of my hiding places." Iwata Jiro honestly confessed: "No. 15 Cloud Middle Lane."

Upon hearing there was a radio and code book, Chen Yongren's mood brightened, and he gestured for Iwata Jiro to continue.

"To better conceal my identity, I turned Li Zhongxin, the secretary of the Chongqing Household Registration Office, into a trap, letting him fall into gambling debt to settle our household registration issues." Iwata Jiro's eyes went blank.

Damn it.

These damn little Japanese devils are really crafty—with people from the Household Registration Office helping them launder their identities, when they're not on a mission they're just ordinary civilians living in Chongqing.

"Continue." Chen Yongren's expression was cold.

Iwata Jiro was very cooperative: "Executive Yuan Secretary Huang Weisen, Legislative Yuan Secretary Zheng Kaizhi, Examination Yuan Examination Committee Member Han Botong."

"If we could influence the Examination Yuan's personnel selection, and combine it with the Household Registration Office, placing covert personnel within the National Government would be more reasonable and safe, and would not arouse suspicion."

"Anything else?" Chen Yongren pressed.

Iwata Jiro continued: "National Government Military Commission Logistics Department Chief of Affairs, Conscription Department Staff Officer Meng Dexiu, Chongqing Garrison Command Staff Officer Liang Qihua, Personnel Department Secretary Zhao Limin."

"We originally intended to use Personnel Department promotions to uncover information about the Yellow Weasel Team members, but upon actually accessing the personnel files, we found no valuable clues."

Damn it.

These damn Japanese spies are just like rats—if they see a crack they'll burrow in, then dig you a pit.

Not long after the Dandelion Plan to overthrow Japan, they've infiltrated again.

Upon further thought,

The boss handled his own files quite well; the little Japanese devils placed in the Personnel Department turned up nothing.

"What about the Central Statistics Bureau?" Chen Yongren asked coldly.

Iwata Jiro said: "Central Statistics Bureau Special Economic Investigation Division Secretary Zheng Jiajia, Party and Political Affairs Investigation Department Secretary Zhang Chengming, Discipline Inspection Committee Yu Liben, Code Room Section Chief Wu Lina…"

As Iwata Jiro made his confession, Lin Ke Xin's heart pounded with anxiety.

From the Executive Yuan to the Legislative Yuan, even the Examination Yuan has Japanese-placed spies, and even the troops guarding Chongqing's safety actually have moles.

Lin Ke Xin could imagine how much turmoil this telegram would cause once submitted internally.

This Chen Yongren, is he a monster?

If it were anyone else, this case would at least require a search of ten days or half a month.

Chen Yongren had just arrived in Chongqing when he followed the vine and uncovered the relevant personnel of the High Mountain Team.

While shocked by Iwata Jiro's confession, Lin Ke Xin was even more astonished by Chen Yongren's interrogation method—just waving a ball in front of the Japanese spy's eyes a few times, and he cooperated with the questioning.

Such a bizarre interrogation method is even more convenient and effective than torture.

Seeing all this firsthand, Lin Ke Xin couldn't help but feel a little frightened.

What if one day Chen Yongren takes a liking to this and uses it on me…

Can I hold out?

What if others in the Military Statistics Bureau learn this—wouldn't our comrades be in trouble?

"Director Chen, what interrogation method is this? I've never seen anything like it before," Lin Ke Xin feigned curiosity.

"Hypnosis—when I was in Songhu, I met a foreign doctor studying this, found it interesting, and learned a few tricks." Chen Yongren knew what Lin Ke Xin was worried about and casually made up an excuse.

"But my skill isn't enough; it only works better when the subject's consciousness is weak, otherwise the subconscious will instinctively resist—this time we just got lucky."

In other words, under normal consciousness, Chen Yongren's so-called hypnosis interrogation has no effect.

That said, Chen Yongren's lies come as easily as opening his mouth, and Lin Ke Xin only half-believes him.

"Don't write this in the interrogation report—my skill is lacking, otherwise people will think we're spouting nonsense." Chen Yongren snapped.

"If they want to see it themselves, success would be fine, but if it fails I'll lose face."

"……" Lin Ke Xin nodded, exhaling in relief.

She didn't want the Military Statistics Bureau to find out about this method—what if the boss actually took an interest, sent some elites to learn hypnosis, then the trouble would be huge.

After obtaining the needed confession from Iwata Jiro, Chen Yongren then remembered to check the reward the system gave for capturing him.

【Congratulations, Master, for successfully capturing one Japanese spy and obtaining the skill reward: "American-style Iaido Pistol"】

【American-style Iaido Pistol】: Fastest draw within seven steps, and accurate and quick beyond seven steps.

Tang Jianguo once said: In all martial arts, nothing is invincible except speed—speed cannot be broken.

American-style Iaido will maximize the master's draw speed, able to give the enemy a mind‑blowing life experience before the target even slightly turns its head.

Oh ho?

Seeing this, Chen Yongren suddenly felt that this damn system was starting to get unserious again—being able to greatly increase draw speed isn't bad either.

This is a great skill for group battles.

Draw the pistol a step ahead, combine it with pistol mastery, and you can quickly take down enemies.

One day I'll find a chance to give it a proper try.

After the interrogation ended, Chen Yongren released his hold on Iwata Jiro.

He didn't just kill it on the spot, because it is an important human witness.

This is Chongqing, not Songhu—you can't just kill someone after using them, or the testimony would be suspect.

With both human and material evidence present, the testimony carries more weight.

Iwata Jiro came to, dazed.

At that moment he didn't even know what he'd said, seeing the two before him he stubbornly said: "What are you talking about? What High Mountain Team, carrier pigeon? I don't understand—I'm just an ordinary civilian."

Lin Ke Xin grew even more astonished.

Looking at this, Iwata Jiro basically doesn't remember what he just said.

"Since you don't understand, I'll help you recall the meeting." Chen Yongren smiled.

"Your original name is Iwata Jiro, code name Zhuomuniao, younger brother of the original High Mountain Team leader Iwata Ichiro."

Hearing this, Iwata Jiro was utterly shocked.

How did he know?

I didn't say anything at all.

But what surprised it even more was still to come.

"Executive Yuan Secretary Huang Weisun, Legislative Yuan Secretary Zheng Kaizhi, Examination Yuan Examination Committee member Han Botong..." Chen Yongren said calmly.

"How do you know these names!" Yan Tian Erlang blurted out.

"Of course it was you who said it yourself." Chen Yongren said happily: "If you hadn't volunteered this information, how would I know these?"

"Yan Tian, think about your family and your children."

"You don't want your organization to know you're a traitor, do you?"

"Cooperate honestly with our investigation, or I'll announce it publicly."

"With the assistance of Yan Tian Erlang, captain of the Highland Team, the Military Statistics Bureau successfully captured the spies hidden in various departments of the National Government."

Yan Tian Erlang could feel the threat in Chen Yongren's words; he had wanted to retort with a few harsh remarks.

But thinking of his beloved wife and daughter at home, Yan Tian Erlang immediately went limp and said dejectedly.

"No problem, I can cooperate with you."