Tianjing City West City Police Station Deputy Superintendent Zhang Haiyang sat in his office, looking at the information of the four criminals in front of him. He touched his chin and frowned deeply.
The actions of these four people were very suspicious. They disguised themselves as beggars and ran to the entrance of Chenhui Building to fight. This was obviously not normal. One of them had good hands, and he had no problem fighting against three people alone. This was especially strange.
What kind of place was Chenhui Building? It was Hong Dali's territory. For such a strange thing to happen in his territory …
Zhang Haiyang touched his chin and muttered, "This is strange. Looks like these people have an ulterior motive. I have to go down and settle this myself."
Thinking up to this point, Zhang Haiyang adjusted his clothes, opened the door, and went down to the room where the three beggars were locked up. He closed the door and asked the police officer who was interrogating them, "Xiao Zhang, how's the interrogation going?"
The police officer called Xiao Zhang scratched his head and said, "These three people are actually hooligans. They usually loaf around and are registered in our police station. I don't know what happened to them today, but they actually went to become beggars, hoping to get some money from Young Master Hong Dali."
Zhang Haiyang coldly glanced at the three hooligans and humphed. "Look at them. They have tattoos and ear piercings. Why did they go to pretend to be beggars?" Saying so, he pointed at the three of them and scolded, "Why don't you put a ring in the middle of your nose? That way, you can plow the fields like cattle. A bunch of rascals only know how to find trouble for me. "
These three hooligans looked like they really wanted to get some money to spend. Zhang Haiyang didn't intend to waste time on them. He nodded at Xiao Zhang. "Continue with the interrogation. I'll go over there to take a look."
Saying so, he went to the interrogation room on the other side. Inside was the ninja under Toyoda Conglomerate, Abe Haruta.
Zhang Haiyang entered the room, found a chair, and sat down. He asked the police officer interrogating him, "How is it?"
"This kid refuses to say a word." The police officer interrogating him spread his hands, indicating that there was nothing he could do.
"Quite stubborn." Zhang Haiyang looked at Abe Haruta, who was dressed in beggar clothes, and asked, "You, what's wrong with you?"
Abe Haruta looked at Zhang Haiyang in disdain and turned his head away.
"Aiya, you're pretty awesome!" As Zhang Haiyang spoke, he took off his leather shoes and held them in his hand. He pointed at Abe Haruta and shouted loudly, "Are you going to tell me or not?!" An interrogation was all about imposing manner. Zhang Haiyang's loud shout shocked Abe Haruta. He then asked loudly, "Tell me honestly, what exactly happened!"
Would Abe Haruta dare to tell the truth? If he really said that it was Tarō Gohon who ordered them to attack Hong Dali, this confession would cause a war between the two countries.
Since he couldn't tell the truth, the only choice left was to remain silent.
He didn't speak, so Zhang Haiyang spoke for him. "You don't want to speak? Then I'll say it for you. You are a beggar who wanted to ask Young Master Dali for some money. In the end, you fought with two other beggars for territory, right? "
This police officer is so understanding? Abe Haruta nodded vigorously.
Then, he regretted it — Zhang Haiyang slapped his face with the sole of his shoe, making a crisp "pa" sound. "Do you think I'm stupid? With your skills, is there a need for you to become a beggar?! Even if you were to become a bodyguard, there would be a lot of people fighting for you. You went to become a beggar?! "
Abe Haruta didn't expect that the other party would really slap his face. He was instantly enraged. "You dare to punish me! I'm going to sue you! "
"Oh? You're making a false accusation? " Zhang Haiyang slapped his shoe again, making another crisp "pa" sound. "I'm going to hit you. What are you going to do about it!"
"You'll regret it!" Abe Haruta fiercely stared at Zhang Haiyang, unwilling to back down.
"You're not a local, right?" Zhang Haiyang slapped him again. "From your accent, you sound like a Jabanese. You're quite good at pretending!"
"Baka!" Abe Haruta clenched his teeth. "I'm from the glorious Jabanese Empire. Let me go immediately!"
With the leather shoe in his hand, Zhang Haiyang wasn't in a hurry to ask. He just casually said, "You're really a Jabanese. I heard that you all value honor. Aiya, under normal circumstances, I can't make things difficult for you …"
His words were very professional. Just as Abe Haruta's face lit up, the sole of Zhang Haiyang's leather shoe intimately touched his face again. His face turned red. "Lie, continue to lie —"
After saying that, he slapped him again. "Jabanese —" Then, he slapped him again. "You came here to be a beggar —" Then, he slapped him again. "Do you believe it yourself?!" Finally, he concluded by slapping him again. "Are you treating me like a monkey?"
This slap was a crisp "pa pa pa" sound. Because Zhang Haiyang was very angry. He felt that his intelligence had been challenged like never before.
At the end of the day, the pitiful, miserable, and bitter Abe Haruta's identity was too big a flaw.
He heard that there were people here for vacation, sightseeing, or even dating. Who would believe that he came here to be a beggar?
"Also!" Zhang Haiyang got angrier as he spoke. "Our Heavenly State people are worthless? When you fought with those three, do you know how hard you hit? Do you know that your bones were broken? "
"I didn't hit them so hard! Definitely not! "Abe Haruta shook his head furiously." You're framing me! You're framing me! "
"Aiya!?" Zhang Haiyang slapped him again. "You're still so stubborn?"
Abe Haruta was an Iga ninja filled with a sense of honor. Yet, he was slapped in the face by the Chief of Police with the sole of his shoe. His face was almost swollen. He wasn't even afraid of death, so he naturally wouldn't be afraid of extorting a confession through torture. But being slapped in the face like that was challenging his bottom line. He shouted, "I want to sue you! I want to sue you in the International Court of Justice! You're violating human rights! "
This time, Zhang Haiyang was completely amused. He smiled and nodded. His voice was very gentle. "You want to sue me? To be honest, I've never been sued before."
Abe Haruta stared at Zhang Haiyang's face and laughed coldly.
Zhang Haiyang stood up abruptly and slapped him again with the leather shoe in his hand. "You want to sue me, ah?" "International Court of Justice, ah?" "Human rights, ah?" "Slap!" "Hitting our Heavenly State people, ah?" "Slap!" "Do you think I'm a fool? You're still trying to fool me, ah? "
"Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! "
…
Outside Tianjing Mountain, at the entrance of the mysterious underground cave.
"Dali, you're finally up. Sob sob sob, I was so worried!" As soon as Hong Dali climbed up the rope, Tang Muxin threw herself into his arms and sobbed. "You scared us to death. We thought you … you …"
"Don't worry, I'm so lucky. How could anything happen to me!" Hong Dali smiled and wiped Tang Muxin's tears. "Look at how scared you are. Your face is all messed up. Poor thing …"
"Of course not! I don't use makeup! "Tang Muxin pouted." You're talking nonsense! "
Lin Chuyin tugged on Hong Dali's shirt and softly said, "Oh, luckily, you're fine."
"En, en, no, I'm very safe." Hong Dali took out the strange thumb ring he found underground. "I'll give this to you. I found it underground. It looked fun, so I brought it up."
"Oh, okay." Lin Chuyin didn't care what it was. Since it was a gift from Hong Dali, she accepted it. "I'll accept it."
Luckily, Hong Dali was fine. Now, everyone had a new understanding of how tough his life was. The Bureau Chief smiled and said, "It's good that you're fine. Dali, tell me what you want. I'll try my best to do it for you!"
"When will the aircraft carrier arrive?" Hong Dali uncomfortably shook his clothes. "The weather is too hot. I want to go out to sea!"
"I'll ask them to hurry!" The Bureau Chief nodded. "According to the progress, it should take about a week or so. Oh right, that batch of Mechanical Holy Garments, do you want me to give you more? Add a hundred of them. You can use them however you want! "
Although the Mechanical Holy Garments were expensive at three million each, a hundred of them would be three hundred million. Compared to Hong Dali's life, it was nothing. As long as they could please this little rascal — there would be plenty of benefits in the future!
"So-so." Hong Dali didn't have any special requests. He first took out the Dali beans and gave two to everyone. "These are the Dali beans I found underground. Hehe, they're quite delicious. Everyone, try them!"
Once he gave them out, the aroma of the Dali beans spread out. Tang Muxin was surprised. "Ah, it's really fragrant. No wonder you like it. Let me try!"
Everyone tasted one and nodded as they ate. "It's indeed delicious. This is good stuff."
Lin Chuyin looked at the Dali beans and shook her head. "Oh, I've never seen such a thing before. It's not recorded in the information."
"Ah." Hong Dali didn't care about that. "It's fine as long as it's delicious. Who cares what it is. There are still many more down there."
"Little rascal, we found a big treasure this time." The Bureau Chief ate one too. "En, it's delicious. The taste is not bad."
Alas, just as he finished speaking, the phone rang. It was Mu Huishou's voice. "Bureau Chief, I just received news from the West City Police Station. There's a breakthrough!"
"West City Police Station?!" The Bureau Chief turned around and looked at Hong Dali. "Dali, find a place to rest first. I'll go and take a call. There's something I need to do at the station. En, oh right, I'll get an expert to analyze the contents of the things in the cave. I'll let you know when the results are out. At least before the Nation gives any mandatory orders, this cave is your private property. "
"Oh …" Hong Dali casually replied. "Anyway, you're not allowed to touch my Dali beans!"
The Bureau Chief stomped his feet in anger. "Little rascal, do you only know how to eat?!"
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