In a highly capitalist country like Japan, directly arresting the chairman of a well-known car company wasn't an easy feat.
Fortunately, this case involved the Yasakani no Magatama, and the Cabinet placed a high priority on it, which allowed Kuroda Hyōe to bring the man back.
Clang!
The interrogation room door shut close.
Kuroda Hyōe sat on the chair, staring impassively at Masuyama Kenzo.
The 71-year-old chairman of the car company looked exceptionally well-preserved, like a middle-aged man.
Even though he was brought to the interrogation room, he remained calm and collected, surveying Kuroda Hyōe and slowly speaking.
"Officer, I don't know what crime I've committed that you would bring me in for questioning."
"Do you recognize this person?"
Kuroda Hyōe slid a photograph across the table towards Masuyama Kenzo.
Masuyama Kenzo glanced at it casually and shook his head, "No, I don't."
"Then how about this one?"
Kuroda Hyōe pushed another photograph across the table.
"I don't recognize him either."
"You're lying!!"
Kuroda Hyōe suddenly slammed his fist on the table, stood up on the chair, his good left eye fixated on Masuyama Kenzo's expression, and said in a deep voice, "These are two executives from the Black Organization. Do you dare claim you don't know them?"
"What are you talking about, Officer?"
Masuyama Kenzo's face displayed confusion, "A successful businessman like me wouldn't know those kinds of people. They look like criminals."
As he spoke, Masuyama Kenzo casually glanced at the two photographs on the table, mentally cursing Gin and Vodka for their incompetence. Their actions had alerted the police.
Indeed, the 71-year-old Masuyama Kenzo was an elder member of the Black Organization, codenamed Pisco.
He held significant influence in the financial world, and his primary task was to provide funding for the organization.
Occasionally, he would also help Gin and his crew by providing convenience for their operations.
"Could it be because of the last arms deal?"
Masuyama Kenzo's mind raced, thinking of how to escape, but on the surface, he remained calm and collected, saying in a calm tone,
"Officer, I suspect you are threatening and intimidating me. I will not answer any more of your questions until my lawyer arrives."
"Lawyer?!"
Kuroda Hyōe chuckled, slapped a warrant signed by the Prime Minister onto the table, and said in a low voice, "Unfortunately, Mr. Masuyama, your lawyer will not be able to come. This is a warrant signed by the Prime Minister himself. We even have the authority to kill you."
"That's impossible!"
Masuyama Kenzo's face slightly changed.
"There is nothing impossible."
Kuroda Hyōe leaned his hand on the table, looking into Masuyama Kenzo's eyes, "Reveal the Black Organization's actions, or nobody will save you."
Masuyama Kenzo fell silent.
...
"How did it go, Kuroda? Did that guy confess?"
Half an hour later, seeing Kuroda Hyōe emerge from the interrogation room, Oda Kiri Minoro, who had been waiting outside against the wall for the outcome, asked.
"No."
Kuroda Hyōe shook his head with a heavy expression, "He seems determined that we can't do anything to him. He's remained silent."
"That's troublesome."
Oda Kiri Minoro frowned slightly, "That guy isn't a normal person. The Prime Minister only gave us 24 hours. Once time's up, we'll have to release him."
"I'll think some more."
Kuroda Hyōe massaged his temples and returned to his office.
Knock knock.
Before long, the office door was knocked on. Kuroda Hyōe was still collecting his thoughts when he raised his head and said in a deep voice, "Come in."
Satou Miwako walked in, saluted, and said, "Chief Kuroda, can I have Masuyama Kenzo? I have a special way to make him talk."
"Are you sure?"
Kuroda Hyōe's expression shifted slightly.
"I'm sure."
Satou Miwako nodded affirmatively.
She had witnessed many strange magical artifacts while staying at Koidumi Kotoko's place.
The arrogant witch should have a way.
"Alright, he's yours."
Kuroda Hyōe waved his hand, choosing to trust his subordinate.
"Thank you, Chief."
Satou Miwako saluted excitedly, drove away from the Metropolitan Police Department headquarters, and only arrived at Koidumi Kotoko's castle after confirming that no one was following her.
"Why are you here again?"
Koidumi Kotoko was bored.
Seeing Satou Miwako, her eyes lit up. She waved and opened the castle gates, but her expression revealed disdain.
"Kotoko, there's something I need your help with."
Satou Miwako felt a bit embarrassed.
Including the time Koidumi Kotoko saved her, she owed the girl a lot of favors.
"It's about the Yasakani no Magatama again, right?"
Koidumi Kotoko crossed her arms, her lips curling up in a smug smile, "I bet it's because those stupid cops can't find it, so you want me to help."
"No, it's not like that."
Satou Miwako explained, "I just wanted to ask if you have any magic potion here that could make people tell the truth."
"If you could directly find the Yasakani no Magatama, that would be even better."
"I'll give it a try."
Koidumi Kotoko took out a crystal ball and asked, "What are the names of the people you're looking for?"
"I don't know."
"You don't know a single name?" Koidumi Kotoko questioned in disbelief.
"I only know their codenames."
Satou Miwako took out Gin's photo, pointed at it and said, "For example, this man's codename is Gin."
"What good are codenames?"
Koidumi Kotoko rolled her eyes and, holding the magical crystal ball, infused it with her magic.
"Forget it, let me try divination on the woman from last time. Her name was Miyano Akemi, right?"
"Yes."
"Miyano Akemi..."
Koidumi Kotoko muttered the name and started divination using the crystal ball.
Click click.
Soon, the surface of the crystal ball began to be covered with frost.
"Oh no."
Koidumi Kotoko hurriedly stopped the divination and checked the magical crystal ball anxiously, relieved when she confirmed that it was not broken.
"I can't perform divination anymore."
"The energy in that woman is too strong, it will affect my magical tools."
"Then what about the magic potion that can make people tell the truth?"
"That's easy."
Koidumi Kotoko ran to her alchemy room, fiddled around for a while, and then handed Satou Miwako a piece of dark, chocolaty chocolate.
"Here."
"Feed it to the criminal you want to interrogate, and he will tell the truth."
"Thank you."
Satou Miwako nodded solemnly.
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