Espionage: I Have Photo Editing Software

"So many people? Who are they?" Wang Xinheng pressed.

Sun Cheng said:

"So many factories built by Japanese people use a lot of bonded laborers."

You can easily find out by asking around.

However, when did Mr. Du issue the order that we could no longer recruit indentured laborers for the Japanese?

I genuinely hadn't heard the news, otherwise I would have complied.

"How dare he mess with me!" Wang Xinheng said angrily, his face dark. "It seems he doesn't take us seriously. Team Leader Chen, teach him a lesson."

"Team Leader Chen?" Sun Cheng asked, his eyes filled with doubt.

Chen Zhiqiang, too lazy to waste words, pulled out a dagger and plunged it into Sun Cheng's thigh.

"Ah..." Sun Cheng rolled on the ground in pain.

"Speak! When did you defect to the Japanese?!"

"Aside from the matter of being a bonded laborer, I really have no connection with the Japanese whatsoever."

"Still being stubborn! Use torture!"

Two hours later.

Wang Xinheng and Chen Zhiqiang looked at the dying Sun Cheng and fell into deep thought.

They hadn't expected this guy to be so stubborn.

I underestimated him before.

Unexpectedly, he really is a tough guy.

"District Chief, we need to send him back to Longhua Prison for treatment, otherwise he won't be able to hold on," Chen Zhiqiang said.

"Take him back. You're in charge of guarding him. No one is allowed to contact him without my orders." Wang Xinheng thought for a moment, then changed his mind:

"No, you're in charge of monitoring and seeing who wants to contact him."

Chen Zhiqiang's eyes lit up. "Understood."

The sun rises in the east.

Wei Renming lay on the rocking chair, seemingly relaxed, but in reality, he was anxious.

Four days have passed since he sent the photos.

He was eager to find out more information.

But I'm also afraid of being noticed.

Wei Renyi must be saved.

He inherited the original owner's memories, and naturally, he also inherited those emotions.

This family bond is incredibly precious to him.

We waited until dusk.

He rode his bicycle to Yangshupu.

As he passed by Chengyun Teahouse, he glanced inside seemingly casually.

There were quite a few guests, and nothing seemed amiss.

He didn't dare go inside, so he went to a restaurant on the next street, ordered two dishes, and ate slowly in the dining room.

If the Special Service arrests Sun Cheng, then news of his disappearance will definitely not be concealed.

as predicted.

The food we ordered hasn't been served yet.

He overheard diners at the next table talking about Sun Cheng.

"Have you heard? Sun the Cripple went missing last night. His men have been searching all day, asking everyone they know, but they haven't found him."

"Sun the Cripple is a gangster, and he's offended countless people. Someone must have come looking for revenge, knocked him unconscious, stuffed him into a sack, and thrown him into the Huangpu River."

"That's possible. Otherwise, how could a perfectly healthy person just disappear like that?"

……

Upon hearing this, Wei Renming felt reassured.

"Looks like Chen Zhiqiang's side has taken action. That bastard Sun Cheng has probably been arrested."

After finishing his meal, Wei Renming returned to Hongyun Teahouse.

"Is your boss, Mr. Sun, here?"

The waiter remembered Wei Renming and, unlike his previous politeness, glanced at him sideways and said:

"Our boss doesn't have time for you, go find somewhere cool to stay."

Wei Renming smiled and slipped a few copper coins into the shop assistant's hand. "If Boss Sun is here, please go and inform him."

After receiving the money, the waiter's attitude immediately became enthusiastic.

"Hey, the boss's not here today, but Big Zhuang is. Why don't you go see him?"

Wei Renming hesitated, "Seeing him is useless; he can't make the decision."

The waiter leaned close to Wei Renming's ear and whispered, "Listen to me, go find Brother Dazhuang. He can make decisions now."

Although this person is somewhat snobbish, he is still quite good at doing things for money.

"Thanks for the reminder, sir." Wei Renming went up to the second floor with practiced ease.

It was the same private room.

The door was open.

Dazhuang and several other men sat around the round table with worried expressions.

He knocked on the door and stepped inside.

Da Zhuang looked up, saw Wei Renming, and frowned, saying, "Why is it you again?"

"I just scraped together some money and rushed over here," Wei Renming said with a smile.

"The boss isn't here, I can't make the decision, you can leave." Da Zhuang waved his hand, not interested in arguing.

"One hundred yuan." Wei Renming took out the money and slammed it on the table. "If it's more than that, I won't redeem her. I've done my best, and I have a clear conscience. As for her life or death, that's up to fate."

The men first glanced at the money on the table, then all looked at Dazhuang.

The meaning is quite clear.

They want money.

Dazhuang didn't think for long before asking, "What's your sister's name again?"

"Wei Renyi".

"Who is in charge of this person?"

"Brother Dazhuang, it's me," a man asked.

"How is she? If she's sick, we might consider agreeing to it," Dazhuang said.

The man laughed and said, "She's been sick for days. Even if no one offered to pay to buy her freedom, I'd still want to throw her away. She just lies there, doesn't do any work, and still has to eat every day. She's a complete waste of money."

"Alright. Then I'll take the liberty of agreeing. Even if Boss Sun finds out later, he probably won't blame me. What do you guys think?" Da Zhuang asked.

The men were eager for him to agree so they could share some of the money, so they all chimed in.

"Alright. It's settled then. You bring her over first, I'll go find her indenture." Dazhuang stuffed the money into his pocket and went out.

Twenty minutes later, he returned to the private room and handed a piece of paper to Wei Renming.

"The indenture is here; you'd better read it carefully."

"There's no mistake. It was me who signed it back then."

Wei Renming put the contract in his pocket and breathed a sigh of relief.

The matter is considered settled.

Now, all that's left is to take Wei Renyi away.

But no matter how long they waited, the person still didn't come.

Just as Wei Renming couldn't resist going to find her himself, a timid voice reached his ears.

"elder brother……"

Wei Renming looked in the direction of the sound and saw Wei Renyi standing outside the door, not daring to come in.

She's so thin.

You can see her bones at a glance; they're sharp and seem capable of piercing her clothes.

"Little sister..."

Wei Renming's eyes were slightly red.

Memories of the original owner growing up with Wei Renyi flashed through her mind.

This deep sibling bond seemed to create a genuine connection between him and the unfamiliar year of 1936.

"Let's go home!"

Wei Renming carried his younger sister down the stairs and out of Hongyunlou.

He drove his sister towards the photo studio, accompanied by the setting sun and a gentle breeze.

"What do you want to eat tonight? I'll buy it for you."

"Brother, I'm not hungry."

"You've gotten so thin, and you still say you're not hungry."

"Brother! It must have cost you a lot of money to redeem me, right?"

"The thing I have plenty of right now is money."

The younger sister didn't say anything.

After a long while, I heard soft sobbing behind me.

"Brother, is Mom in Shanghai? I miss her."

"Mom passed away before the New Year... Don't be afraid, I'll protect you from now on."

"Um."

"Cry if you want to. You don't have to hold back your tears in the future."

"Brother, I want to become a warrior."

"What kind of warrior?"

"A warrior who can protect all mothers, all children, and all those who suffer in the world."

Wei Renming turned to look at his younger sister, thought for a moment, and said seriously:

"Yes, you protect the world, and your brother will protect you."