PFC Chapter 199 True and False Contact
Chapter 199 True and False Contact
"You are not Yu Rui!"
After Wang Ergou finished speaking, everyone was surprised, and Xie Wuwei even pulled out a gun and pointed it at Yu Rui.
Yu Rui's face turned pale and he said to Wang Ergou:
"I'm not Yu Rui, but I'm not a member of the Red Party either. Yu Rui and I were classmates. I just took his place..."
Hearing this, Wang Ergou forgot that there were Japanese around him. He roared angrily:
"No wonder the Yu family members all said Yu Rui was an ungrateful person. It turns out the person who studied in Shanghai wasn't Yu Rui at all. Where did Yu Rui go?"
Yu Rui lowered his head, not daring to say a word. Xie Wuwei whipped him directly, hitting him beside him.
"I'm asking you. Where did Yu Rui go?"
"what!"
The fake Yu Rui was so frightened that he sat on the ground, as if he was stunned.
Meichuan Jiuhe frowned, stepped forward and pinched the fake Yu Rui's chin.
"The real Yu Rui was killed by you?"
Yu Rui lay on the ground, crying bitterly, tears and snot flying everywhere.
"I really wanted to go to college, but I couldn't get in. When I knew Yu Rui got in, I became interested. I'm really not a contact..."
When Umekawa Kyuho heard this, he turned to look at Editor Wan and Reporter Hu.
"If he's not, then the Red Party contact is among you!"
"I'm not, and my son definitely isn't. He's so young, and he just came to Shanghai to work."
The feeling of a mother protecting her son is beyond anyone's imagination. The humble and submissive woman with bound feet raised her head, pointed at Editor Wan, and shouted at the top of her voice,
"It must be him! He's obviously a Red Party contact!"
Reporter Hu's mother was eager to protect her son, so she quickly put the blame on Editor Wan.
Editor Wan's son, who was in his early twenties, also objected when he heard this.
"My father is already forty years old. How could he possibly be a Red Party contact?"
Umekawa Hisaha looked at Editor Wan's son and asked:
"What's your name?"
"My name is Wan Fan."
When Editor Wan's son heard Umekawa Kyuho asking questions, his voice suddenly became lower.
"You are very young and you don't have a wife or children at home. How can you be separated from your father?"
Upon hearing this, Editor Wan's expression froze. Just as he was about to speak, Meichuan Jiuhe waved his hand, and Xie Wuwei stepped forward, took out a handkerchief and stuffed it into his mouth. Then he winked and his men held him down.
Wan Fan's expression changed drastically, and he wanted to save Editor Wan, but was stopped by Meichuan Jiuhe.
"Mr. Wan Fan, why did you separate from your father? Your father's salary is more than enough to support a family in Shanghai..."
When Wan Fan heard this, his eyes turned slightly, and he stiffened his neck and said angrily.
"He was so shameless, flirting with a dancer. I couldn't stand it, so I went back home!"
Editor Wan stopped struggling. His face was burning and he lowered his head, not daring to look up at anyone.
Umekawa Hisahe took the handkerchief out of Editor Wan's mouth. It seemed that this man was a traditional scholar who attached great importance to reputation.
Everyone looked confused. Now it seemed that Reporter Hu was the most suspicious. Umekawa Kyuhe said to Editor Wan and Reporter Hu:
"It seems I was mistaken. None of you seem to be suspects, or you are not telling the truth..."
After he said this, he looked at the three people on the field.
Lin Ruotang looked around. Is this the end of the story?
Meichuan Jiuhe turned around and said to Xie Wuwei:
"Send this Mr. Wan Fan and this Mrs. Hu to the interrogation room."
Hearing this, Editor Wan and Reporter Hu were both in a panic. Editor Wan knelt at Meichuan Jiuhe's feet, holding his clothes with both hands.
"Advisor Meichuan, I'm not a Red Party contact. If you release your son, I'll help you find who you want..."
Reporter Hu also said excitedly:
"My mother is innocent. I hope Consultant Meichuan will let her go. I'll do anything you ask me to do!"
"I'm truly sorry that someone among you isn't telling the truth. I have no choice but to resort to extraordinary measures."
Hearing Meichuan Jiuhe say this, the fake Yu Rui who had been sitting on the ground stood up with an ugly look on his face.
"Advisor Meichuan!"
Hearing the fake Yu Rui's words, Meichuan Jiuhe smiled slightly.
"This gentleman finally stopped pretending!"
Fake Yu Rui looked at him coldly and said to him:
"The person you want is me, let them go!"
Umekawa Kyukazu clapped his hands with great interest.
"What's your name?"
Fake Yu Rui looked indifferent and didn't say a word.
Lin Ruotang looked at Guan Hao with a look of surprise.
"Director Guan, didn't you say it wasn't that simple?"
Guan Hao looked embarrassed and whispered:
"I didn't expect the fake Yu Rui to set me up with a trick. When it was revealed that he wasn't the real Yu Rui, he admitted it.
He also hinted to everyone that he killed Zhen Yu Rui, so such a villain must not be a contact of the Red Party.
Consultant Meichuan would definitely let him go, but he clearly underestimated Consultant Meichuan."
When Umekawa Kyukazu heard this, he nodded and smiled at Guan Hao, but there was arrogance in his eyes.
Lin Ruotang suddenly realized, and she whispered:
"If Yu Rui gives people the impression that he is the most suspicious, everyone will think that it must not be that simple, and thus rule him out."
Now, although Yu Rui doesn't want innocent people to be implicated, why did he criticize Editor Wan just now? It seems that Editor Wan suspected him first, and it would be suspicious if he didn't criticize Editor Wan.
"Take it away!"
Mei Chuanjiu and Xie Wuwei said, then turned to Editor Wan and Reporter Hu and said:
"You can leave now!"
When Editor Wan came to his senses, he took his son Wan Fan away.
Editor Hu also left with his mother.
Seeing the four people leaving the Secret Service Bureau safely, Fake Yu Rui's eyes flickered and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
When Guan Hao found the Red Party contact, he looked at Meichuan Jiuhe.
"Are you going to interrogate me now?"
"No, lock him up first!"
After saying this, Umekawa Hisahe strode away with a smile on his face.
Since the fake Yu Rui admitted that he was a contact person of the Red Party, he has not said a word and even refused to drink water. He seems to be a tough guy.
On the other hand, after Editor Wan and Wan Fan walked out of the Secret Service Bureau, they both felt heavy-hearted.
The fake Yu Rui is a dead chess piece to confuse the enemy. In other words, if it's the fake Yu Rui, he will be in a dead end, and in this game, he can't even have a real name.
From the very beginning, the Red Party knew the importance of this contact and arranged two contacts, one open and one secret.
The contact person in the dark is the one who really wants to contact Japan, while the contact person in the open is just used to confuse the enemy.
Editor Wan looked at his "son" and saw that his eyes were red. He patted his shoulder and whispered:
"Let's go!"
Xie Wuwei and Lin Ruotang on this side didn't know that the fake Yu Rui was not the real contact person. They were shocked by the arrest of the fake Yu Rui and became more and more wary of Meichuan Jiuhe.
"This Umekawa Hisahazu can't stay!"
After hearing what Lin Ruotang said, Xie Wuwei looked out the window. He had almost finished setting up the plan and was just waiting for Jin Dayong to come back.
"You're right! This person can't stay. Even I was wondering if the contact person was Editor Wan, but I didn't expect it to be the fake Yu Rui who was eliminated in the first place."
After Xie Wuwei finished speaking, the two sat down and carefully discussed the rescue plan.
The next day, Xie Wuwei came to the interrogation room. Meichuan Jiuhe was sitting in front of the fake Yu Rui and asked earnestly:
"Where are you and that person going to meet? What's the code word? Who is that contact person?"
Fake Yu Rui still didn't speak, his hands and feet were tied, and he sat woodenly on the chair in the interrogation room.
Seeing Xie Wuwei coming, Meichuan Jiuhe looked helpless.
"The Red Party members are all so stubborn. It seems they won't speak unless they are tortured!"
Xie Wuwei glanced at Meichuan Jiuhe who was smiling, not knowing what he meant. He couldn't help but feel that he was testing him.
He took out his whip, cracked it in the air, and said to Umekawa Hisaha:
"This kind of thing brings me here!"