Chapter 683: Fire Dragon Burns the Warehouse

"Yeshan Zij." Chen Yongren had a blank expression.

"Huh?" Yeshan Zij looked blankly at Chen Yongren.

"Do you think I'm stupid?" Chen Yongren said mockingly.

"I dare not." Yeshan Zij hastily lowered his head.

"Just pretend you never sold supplies to the Eighth Route Army, but you're just a lowly captain—what qualifications do you have to run a smuggling business?" Chen Yongren wore an expression as if looking at an idiot.

"Moreover, you're just guarding the warehouse here and have never carried out an escort mission!"

"Do you mean to tell me that the escort troops are all idiots, happily helping you make money without asking for anything in return?"

"Yeshan Zij, with your lowly captain's rank, you hardly have the ability to influence all the escort troops, right?"

"Do you mean to tell me that your luck is so good that every transport unit you encounter consists of people you know?"

The mind-control skill was still on cooldown; following the principle of doing the act thoroughly, Chen Yongren didn't mind putting on a show.

Anyway, this guy's butt is inherently dirty, so we might as well dig up some dirt now to lay a solid foundation for the upcoming internal investigation.

Upon hearing this, Yeshan Zij realized his words did have a logical loophole, but he remained stubborn: "They don't know about these things; we just need to mix the smuggled goods into the supplies and send them to the destination…"

The further he went on, the softer his voice became, because even Yeshan Zij himself wouldn't believe such a lie.

How could the people escorting the supplies possibly not inspect the goods about to be shipped?

If no inspection is carried out, who would be held responsible if something went wrong with the supplies?

Once inspected, the escort troops would inevitably discover extra items in the convoy that weren't on the transport list.

"Yeshan Zij, don't be clever; the consequences of this matter A Ren't something a lowly captain like you can bear." Chen Yongren looked at Yeshan Zij and smiled.

According to internal intelligence, an unknown force sold thousands of Type 38 rifles to the Eighth Route Army, along with a large amount of supplies originally belonging to the Locust Army, appearing in the Eighth Route's garrison; General Okamura learned of this and flew into a rage, ordering us to uncover the truth at any cost.

"Don't say you're just a lowly army captain; even if you were a colonel or a major general, our Special Investigation Squad would still dare to investigate!"

Hearing this, Yeshan Zij looked at Chen Yongren in disbelief.

In his small eyes lay great astonishment.

No wonder he kept saying he sold supplies to the Eighth Route Army—so that's what he meant?

Yeshan Zij also finally understood: it wasn't that their corruption had been exposed, but that a more serious case had occurred.

But Yeshan Zij still maintained a skeptical attitude toward this matter.

After all.

If such a big thing really happened, how could I possibly not receive any related notice?

In previous inspections, we had only prepared thoroughly after receiving advance notice, and then everything went smoothly.

This time, involving such a big matter, the superiors would surely have made ample preparations, rather than being caught off guard as they are now.

Thinking back, someone had once reminded me of this.

Investigators, in order to solve a case, will say anything; Yeshan Zij's mood was uncertain.

This matter might possibly be a trap deliberately set by the Yuan Chief to deceive me.

The Yuan Chief wanted to drag the Eighth Route Army into this to make me feel fearful, then have all the implicated personnel confess, and then go find Okamura Ningci to gain merit.

Damn!

The cunning fellow, you may earn merit, but I and my family will surely later face a revenge as fierce as a sudden storm.

I'm no idiot!

After hesitating repeatedly, Yeshan Zij still retained a sliver of hope, trying to make his tone sound innocent: "I don't know… I really don't know… We've never transported arms, nor sold anything to the Eighth Route Army…"

The incident occurred in North China, and you're stationed in a Dao Army warehouse outside Northern Peace; you say you don't know—who would believe that? Chen Yongren let out a scoff, not hiding the mockery in his words.

From start to now, not a single thing has leaked—what kind of energy does a captain like you have?

Through perception, Chen Yongren easily knew what this guy was thinking.

This exactly matched Chen Yongren's wishes.

The harder Yeshan Zij clung to his stance, the more credible this matter became, and the more it could show, from the side, just how deep this affair goes.

If it were really a matter of a few words to elicit a confession, Okamura Ningci would instead doubt the truth of this.

Maybe it's just that I've been lucky, so nothing has happened; if it weren't for luck, I couldn't work in such a lucrative position. Yeshan Zij forced out a faint smile.

Damn, do you really think we're idiots? Besides you, who else is involved in this? Come clean, and the Chief Commander might still say a few good words for you! Zhongyuan Shen said through gritted teeth.

Keep being stubborn, and there's only a dead end!

But Yeshan Zij had already decided that, before receiving any truly reliable news, he must not speak recklessly.

The arms business is so huge—how could I dare to touch it? Perhaps it's others who are selling; besides, North China isn't the only place with a military warehouse. Yeshan Zij shook his head.

I swear this matter has nothing to do with me.

And when I say 'we,' I mean the entire Yeshan Squadron.

I eat meat; I can't not give my subordinates soup to drink?

You damn idiot, you bastard! Zhongyuan Shen, flushed with anger and shame, raised the stool leg, about to continue striking.

Zhongyuan Shen, enough. Chen Yongren shouted to stop Zhongyuan Shen.

Chief Commander, he… Zhongyuan Shen looked at Chen Yongren in confusion.

Since he wants to be stubborn, let him persist; we have plenty of time to keep him company and play slowly. Chen Yongren looked at Yeshan Zij and smiled.

This guy is a key witness in the treason case; we can't beat him to death!

We'll stay here tonight!

Zhongyuan Shen, first tie this guy up; from now on, without my permission, no one is allowed to interrogate him.

Yes! Zhongyuan Shen helplessly stood up, found a hemp rope, and tied Yeshan Zij to the indoor pillar.

After posting two soldiers at the door, Chen Yongren again brought Zhongyuan Shen toward the warehouse, where they found Anteng Zhongsi in the midst of tallying supplies.

Anteng Zhongsi, how's the inventory progress going? Chen Yongren looked inside the warehouse.

"Currently still inventorying the supplies of the first warehouse; the goods here are really too many; in a short time, definitely cannot finish inventorying." Anteng Zhongsi is somewhat helpless.

The first warehouse hasn't even finished inventorying; at this pace, it's likely four or five days before we can finish inventorying one warehouse.

"Since that's the case, then let's not inventory; tonight I, the young master, will give you a fire dragon burn warehouse!"

Although I thought that in my heart, Chen Yongren said with his mouth: "It's too late to adjust personnel now; tonight I will personally call Commander Okamura and ask him to send another company for reinforcement."