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In that critical moment between life and death, a sudden cacophony of footsteps echoed around them! Officers from the Yangzhou Police Station surged in from all directions, led by none other than Captain Lin, whom they had encountered before.
In an instant, Paul Dumont's smuggling gang found themselves surrounded by a greater number of officers. The unexpected turn of events threw the gang into disarray; before they could mount any resistance, the rushing officers swiftly subdued them.
Paul Dumont was pressed down onto the damp dock surface, struggling helplessly as he shouted in a sharp mix of French and Chinese, "Do you... do you know who I am?! I am the General Manager of the French Trading Company! I have diplomatic immunity! You cannot treat a French citizen this way!"
The officer holding him down remained unfazed, even tightening his grip. Captain Lin approached slowly, coldly stating, "Paul Dumont, you are suspected of smuggling arms, trafficking opium, arson, and premeditated murder among other crimes. Today, you have no privileges."
Paul Dumont continued to scream hysterically, "I want to see the consul! I want to file a protest! You will pay for this!"
Captain Lin turned to the surrounding officers and waved his hand. "Take them all away!"
As he was led to the police car, Paul Dumont continued to shout impotently. Meanwhile, Chen Jiu'an remained eerily quiet, kneeling rigidly on the ground as officers placed handcuffs on him, staring in disbelief at Lin Mingchang and Shen Tong. "You... you knew all along?"
After being brought to the police station, Lin Mingchang requested a private conversation with Chen Jiu'an from Captain Lin.
In the interrogation room, Lin Mingchang and Shen Tong sat across from Chen Jiu'an at a wooden table. Shen Tong sat quietly beside Lin Mingchang, observing the dark aura swirling around Chen Jiu'an—a heavy mix of fear, despair, and anger.
Chen Jiu'an's mind was in turmoil; he couldn't fathom where he had exposed himself. He looked up at Lin Mingchang, his former friend with whom he had once chased dreams and discussed world affairs. Now it felt like a lifetime ago.
He licked his cracked lips and directly asked his burning question: "When did you start to suspect me?"
"Actually," Lin Mingchang began slowly, "from the very first day we arrived in Yangzhou, Shen Tong sensed something unusual about your sinister aura. Thanks to her warning, we remained vigilant during our investigation."
"Because of that vigilance," he paused for effect, "we uncovered many inconsistencies on your part. The first point of suspicion was that night at Shaobo Lake's No. 3 lock."
Chen Jiu'an instinctively clenched his fists as the scene from that night flashed through his mind. He couldn't recall where he had gone wrong.
Lin Mingchang continued, "That night, you only took a few glances and said it was too dark to see anything. You must have thought you were in the wrong place or at the wrong time, even suggesting we should just go back. But what you didn't realize was that Shen Tong's Wang Qi ability helped us locate the smuggling group from that night. Shen Tong's ability must have shocked you; you were caught off guard and became increasingly wary of her powers. You must be afraid of us digging deeper into the New World Dance Hall, right?"
The interrogation room was so quiet that they could hear each other's breathing.
"But you know me; you know I wouldn't easily give up on a lead." Lin Mingchang's voice grew colder. "So you disguised yourself as a bartender at the New World. But you forgot that you've been hanging around there for years—so many people know you. How could you think a simple disguise would work? Moreover, there are obvious issues with the New World Dance Hall, yet you claim to have investigated for two days with no results? That doesn't align with your capabilities or common sense, which only makes me more certain that you're deliberately hiding something."
Chen Jiu'an let out a scoff. "I see..."
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