Espionage: I Have Photo Editing Software

"Silver nitrate is highly photosensitive and easily soluble in water. When used as a writing material, it becomes colorless after drying."

Wei Renming waved the photo and continued:

"When silver nitrate is fully exposed to sunlight, it decomposes into black silver particles. Although the traces are relatively blurry, they can still form pen marks."

The principle is true.

But the handwriting is forged.

Those few lines of small text were added by Wei Renming using photo editing software.

"This process is irreversible. The handwriting can only be revealed once, meaning that the contents of the photographic paper have never been seen by anyone other than the person who wrote it."

Wang Xinheng snatched the photo, held it up to his eyes, and carefully examined the handwriting.

"The assassination failed, and the blame lies with me. I have decided to feign exposure, seize the opportunity to betray my country, and actually go into hiding to seek another opportunity. I am determined to frame someone who is unaware of the situation as a pledge of loyalty, and I hope they will cooperate when the time is right. My only request is to protect my niece, Lin Yi."

After reading this, his expression changed several times, his heart filled with both surprise and joy.

"That old dog Zhang Zhihe is so cunning and calculating! Thank goodness!"

He originally intended to recruit Zhang Zhihe to his cause to deal with the Japanese.

Who would have thought that they almost fell into a trap?

The thought of Zhang Zhihe's evil intentions sent chills down his spine.

If Zhang Zhihe were to successfully infiltrate and find an opportunity to assassinate Dai Li, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Even if the assassination fails, when the truth is found and the reckoning takes place, he, who strongly advocated taking Zhang Zhihe in, will surely suffer Dai Li's wrath.

At that point, forget about your future; you might even end up in jail.

Seeing that Wang Xinheng's expression was strange, Chen Zhiqiang picked up the photograph and looked at it. As soon as he looked at it, his brows furrowed involuntarily.

"The contents of the secret letter appear to be written by Zhang Zhihe, but further handwriting analysis is needed to confirm this."

He's far too suspicious.

But Wei Renming was not flustered at all.

Yesterday, while looking at photos at Zhaofu Photo Studio, he casually added all the photos to his archive.

The photograph contains many characters, all written by Zhang Zhihe.

These handwritings were naturally also included in the resource library.

No matter who examines it, they can't find anything wrong with it.

"You mean, I imitated Zhang Zhihe's handwriting beforehand and wrote these?"

"What if?" Chen Zhiqiang asked again, "If the secret letter is so important, why would it end up in your bed?"

"How would I know? Maybe they made a mistake somewhere." Wei Renming lied through his teeth.

"So, you're really not a Japanese spy?" Chen Zhiqiang felt something was off.

Everything seemed to be going too smoothly.

"The secret letter said it! It was a frame-up! I was just unlucky to run into it! If it wasn't me, it would have been someone else!" Wei Renming lied, but he was righteous in his conviction.

Chen Zhiqiang hesitated for a moment before nodding, barely accepting the explanation.

Wei Renming pressed his advantage, continuing, "I believe Zhang Zhihe must be in contact with the outside world in some way. If you investigate, you'll definitely find out!"

Faced with irrefutable evidence, Wang Xinheng was eighty percent convinced, and thus said:

"Since Zhang Zhihe went to prison, everyone who has had contact with him, except for the director, Team Leader Chen, and myself, has never left the prison. How do you think he can contact the outside world?"

"Impossible! Since I was captured by you, there must have been someone he contacted who left the prison or made contact with the outside world. Otherwise, none of this can be explained! Think carefully, there are definitely details that you have overlooked!" Wei Renming said firmly.

Chen Zhiqiang frowned and said, "There really is such a person."

"Who?" Wang Xinheng asked.

"Lin Yi," Chen Zhiqiang said.

"You released Lin Yi?" Wei Renming was initially surprised, then shouted, "Investigate her! She's definitely involved in something!"

Regardless of the truth, let's get rid of the dirty water first.

"Impossible! Lin Yi and her family of three haven't left home since last night. How could they have evidence to frame you?" Wang Xinheng said.

Wei Renming said leisurely, "Don't you know there's something called a radio?"

"Nonsense! How could I not know? Lin Yi's residence was searched before the family returned, and no radio was found. Could she possibly conjure one up?"

Wang Xinheng first glared at Wei Renming, then stepped forward and personally untied the latter.

In any case, Wei Renming's discovery of the secret hidden in the photo and his exposure of Zhang Zhihe's conspiracy did him a great favor.

After the rope was untied, Wei Renming immediately fell to the ground; his legs had long been numb.

Wang Xinheng and Chen Zhiqiang helped him to a chair.

Wei Renming breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"Let's search again, just in case we missed something in the previous search."

Chen Zhiqiang echoed:

"District Chief, Lin Yi is already a suspect. Searching again won't cause any losses; it will just require more effort from the staff."

"In that case, search them!" Wang Xinheng left the interrogation room to give the order.

Chen Zhiqiang lit a cigarette for Wei Renming and said:

"How do you know that silver nitrate can be used for blind writing?"

Wei Renming knew this was a test, so he calmly exhaled a puff of smoke before saying:

"Silver nitrate can be made into movie film because of its good photosensitivity, which is no secret."

For photographers, silver nitrate solution is sometimes used for fixing and developing film.

Although I'm relatively new to photography, I believe my photographic skills and darkroom processing abilities are second to none.

Chen Zhiqiang remained silent for a long time, then suddenly stretched out his palm and said:

"Let me read your palm too."

Wei Renming declined, saying:

"It's not that I'm unwilling, it's that I dare not. I'd truly be punished by heaven!"

"Look!" Chen Zhiqiang raised his voice.

Wei Renming sighed, reluctantly grabbing the former's hand. "Who do you think you are?"

"You really think I can't tell you're insulting me?" Chen Zhiqiang sneered, but he wasn't in the mood to pursue the matter. "It's a business matter."

Wei Renming smiled awkwardly, stared at the palm lines for a while, and said, "A narrow escape from death, a meteoric rise in rank."

"Really?" Chen Zhiqiang was startled, his emotions clearly rising.

"If you believe it, it's true; if you don't believe it, it's false." Wei Renming said with an air of composure.

Chen Zhiqiang withdrew his hand, a smile appearing on his face for the first time. "If future events prove your words to be true, I will reward you handsomely. Of course, the premise is that you are not a Japanese spy."

Wei Renming asked the question knowingly:

"What exactly is the Special Service? Is it an organization that specifically arrests Japanese spies?"

"Have you heard of the Embroidered Uniform Guard of the Ming Dynasty?" Chen Zhiqiang asked with a hint of pride.

"I've heard of it!" Wei Renming nodded.

"All members of the Special Service believe in the Three Principles of the People, investigate all officials internally and monitor all countries externally, and are willing to sacrifice their lives for the prosperity of China and the great cause of the Chairman." Chen Zhiqiang stood up straight, raised his head, and looked like a great and righteous man.

"Really?" Wei Renming almost believed it.

"Of course," Chen Zhiqiang said with considerable pride. "You want to join too?"

Wei Renming hurriedly waved his hand, "I'm not cut out for this."

"Indeed, you can't do this job without lying!" Chen Zhiqiang agreed.

As the two were talking, the cell door was pushed open forcefully, and Wang Xinheng hurriedly said, "Team Leader Chen, something's up!"