Spy Wars: I can get rewards by being a bully!

Chapter 994: Fujimoto commits suicide by taking poison

A Japanese izakaya in the back alley of the Astor Hotel.

Toshio Fujimoto has been living here for a few days. He adheres to the principle of keeping the dark under the light. This place is very close to the Astor Hotel and has tight security, so he also placed the radio he brought with him here.

Toshio Fujimoto has a complicated resume. Initially, he worked in the Special High Technology Department, then went to the Kwantung Army, and even worked as a secret force staff officer for a period of time, responsible for studying how to use bacteria to create no-man's land in sensitive areas of war.

It was precisely that period of service that earned him the appreciation of Tojo Eunuch, who later sent him to the Chinese Expeditionary Force Headquarters to specifically coordinate affairs between Tojo Eunuch and the Expeditionary Force Headquarters.

It can be said that Tojo's collaboration with Hata Shungo this time was a coincidence.

At the beginning, Hata Shungo was quite cautious about this sudden incident, and his instructions to Doi Hasumi were to keep the peace.

However, Toshio Fujimoto believed that this was not a crisis but an opportunity, so he reported the matter to Tojo. It just so happened that the South Manchuria Railway sent people to Tokyo, and the Kwantung Army was behind the South Manchuria Railway.

The three parties hit it off immediately and decided to take advantage of this opportunity to kick Okamura, the annoying guy, out of office.

So Fujimoto Toshiro went north with the mission to contact Doi. At the same time, Tojo sent Miura Hide to continue to consolidate and collect evidence of Okamura's embezzlement of military funds under the pretext of investigating the train explosion and derailment case. When the matter became a big deal, he would take the opportunity of holding a press conference on the train explosion and derailment case to expose the evidence.

By then, public opinion will inevitably be overwhelming, and Okamura will have no choice but to step down.

Tojo even promised that he would let Fujimoto Toshio serve as the chief of staff of the North China Front Army and promote him to the rank of lieutenant general.

Lieutenant General!

Just thinking about it can make people intoxicated!

Fujimoto sent telegrams to Nanjing and Tokyo until midnight yesterday and did not get up until after ten o'clock this morning.

I came out of my residence behind the izakaya in a daze and called to the owner, "Hey, make some hot soup, rice, and fish?"

The owner of this izakaya was actually an informant for the expeditionary force headquarters and was very flattering to Toshio Fujimoto.

"Mr. Fujimoto, I've already prepared the food. Please sit down and I'll serve it right away."

As the two were talking, four or five people came in, all dressed like ronin.

I don’t know if they were still hungover or if they had drunk some wine in the morning, but several of them were drunk and talking loudly.

Fujimoto frowned. These guys were causing trouble everywhere in their country, but he didn't expect that they were still so rude when they came to China!

As someone who had been in a high position for a long time, he naturally wouldn't give these people a good face. He slammed the table and said, "Baka! Don't you see where this is? If you want to act crazy, get out!"

Before he could finish his words, several ronin rushed over quickly, and the leader swung his right fist, hitting Fujimoto directly in the face.

The blow was so powerful that Fujimoto saw stars. Just as he was about to shout, a cloth bag was put over his head. Then someone strangled his neck tightly and dragged him towards the back door.

At the same time, several vagrants were shouting at the door, and there were many people watching the fun around.

"No, these little devils still dare to cause trouble?"

"Are you not afraid that Master Lin will punish them?"

"Yes, Master Lin has killed quite a few of these wanderers. Wait, there's going to be some fun to watch today."

Sure enough, in less than a quarter of an hour, people from the Coordination Bureau showed up.

They quickly controlled the drunk vagrant and took the shop owner away for investigation.

The onlookers were amazed. "Look, the people from the Assistance Bureau are very particular about their work. They were afraid that the store owner would suffer if he was left here alone, so they brought him to the bureau as well! I don't know if these vagrants smashed anything. He should expect to pay for it!"

Tianjin Military Police Headquarters.

Toshio Fujimoto's hood was taken off, and the glaring light made him feel uncomfortable.

Kitahara Ransuke sat opposite him with a serious expression and said nothing.

Fujimoto muttered, "What are you doing? You've got the wrong guy!"

Kitahara waved his hand.

Several military police came forward and tortured Fujimoto.

Fujimoto was confused. No, he just beat him without asking any questions!

Kitahara Ransuke wanted to do this job well, and he had to get something tangible before Lin Ze returned to Tianjin, so he didn't waste time talking to him and tortured him directly. After a certain point, he confessed.

After half an hour, there was almost no good place left on the vine.

Kitahara has worked in the Military Police Headquarters for so many years. Apart from his occasional confusion, there is nothing wrong with him.

"Listen carefully. I'm only asking this once. If you don't cooperate, you will have to endure this torture forever. We have professional doctors who will make sure you enjoy the pain to the fullest."

Fujimoto panted and nodded.

"name."

"Toshiro Fujimoto."

"What are you doing in Tianjin?"

"General Hata Shungo asked me to come and see how things are going."

Kitahara Ransuke stood up and ordered, "I'm going to go out and smoke a cigarette. Beat him to death. Just leave enough breath for him to talk."

He pushed the door open, lit a cigarette with an indifferent expression, and suddenly felt a little ridiculous.

I learned a lot of counter-espionage skills. In the past two years, I haven't dealt with many rebels, but I have captured, interrogated and killed many of my own people!

After a while, he threw the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it with his foot.

The rebels are hateful, but the people who block their progress are even more hateful!

In the room, Toshio Fujimoto kept wailing.

Again, unless one has extremely firm faith, it is impossible for anyone to survive modern interrogation methods.

Obviously, this Fujimoto has no faith.

When Kitahara entered the room again, Fujimoto was already begging like a dog.

"Give me a quick death, and I'll agree to anything and cooperate with anything."

Kitahara Ransuke smiled and took out a piece of paper and held it in front of Fujimoto.

"Do you think I'm interested in your identity? Fujimoto Toshiro, read this and sign your name."

Fujimoto looked at the contents on the paper, his expression even more miserable than when he was tortured just now.

He understood that his opponent knew everything.

How can I fight with others like this!

Kitahara turned on the recording device, and Fujimoto obediently read the contents on the paper.

After reading it, he pressed his fingerprint on it, and Kitahara even thoughtfully brought him ink.

Fujimoto smiled bitterly, "Do I need ink for this blood on my hands?"

Kitahara ordered the military police, "Wipe his hands clean. Bloody fingerprints will make us look unprofessional. Use ink, which is more formal. Don't make it look like we're interrogating him to extract a confession through torture."

After the fingerprints were pressed and the recording was played back, and it was confirmed that there was no problem, Kitahara finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"This Fujimoto knew his plan had been exposed and that he had done something wrong to the empire. After confessing his mistake, he took the poison he had prepared and committed suicide. You guys deal with it."