Espionage: I Have Photo Editing Software

"You don't need to make a choice! Just leave it to me!" Wang Xinheng didn't force him.

"Liu Zhi has been sincere to me. He has an elderly mother and young children at home. Could you spare his life? You can transfer him to another place."

Wei Renming ultimately couldn't get past his conscience.

He didn't have much contact with Zhao Meng, Fatty Hu, and Liu Jie, and they had no feelings for each other.

But Liu Zhi had genuinely helped him.

He would not allow Liu Zhi to die because of him.

Wang Xinheng said in a deep voice, "Have you thought this through? His continued existence is ultimately a hidden danger."

"We can't decide the future, but we can control the present. If I kill Liu Zhi, my conscience won't be at peace," Wei Renming said.

"Okay! I promise you! I hope you won't regret it!"

"There's nothing to regret!" Wei Renming breathed a sigh of relief. "I'll give you six thousand yuan later. Please pass it on to the families of Fatty Hu and the other two. I don't want anyone to touch this money."

"Don't worry! You'll receive every penny of the compensation you're entitled to! And no one will dare to touch your money!" Wang Xinheng said seriously.

"Thank you, District Chief Wang!" Wei Renming raised a glass of wine, then took his leave.

Wang Xinheng pondered for a long time before dialing the phone. "Have Chen Zhiqiang come to the base and wait for me."

Several tens of minutes later.

He returned to his post, where Chen Zhiqiang was already waiting for him.

"Let's talk in the office!"

The two entered the office, and Wang Xinheng said:

"Is there still no lead on Zhang Mozhi's kidnapping case?"

"I am an incompetent subordinate," Chen Zhiqiang complained bitterly.

"You're truly incompetent!" Wang Xinheng sneered. "The escort was handled by the Nanshi team. Your team members are all suspected of leaking information. Since we can't find anything, just eliminate them all. Better to kill the innocent than let the guilty go free!"

"Kill them all?" Chen Zhiqiang's pupils shrank sharply.

"Otherwise, are we going to keep it to tip off the Japanese?" Wang Xinheng said, dissatisfied.

"They're all veterans who joined when the site was first set up in Shanghai. They're very experienced. It's such a waste to kill them like this. Wei Renming, in particular, runs a photo studio and earns a considerable income every month. Killing him would mean losing a lot of money." Chen Zhiqiang didn't want to be left with nothing.

Wang Xinheng roared, "Idiot! Wei Renming hadn't even joined the Special Service Department when the robbery happened! How could he have leaked information? Besides him, eliminate the other four!"

"This, this... District Chief! They may not have made any great contributions, but they certainly put in a lot of hard work." Chen Zhiqiang still wanted to try and persuade them.

Wang Xinheng laughed in fury, "Heh. You think I have a good temper? Look at the stupid things you've done! If you weren't the Chairman's student, you'd be dead a hundred times over!"

Chen Zhiqiang was sweating profusely and dared not plead any further. "I understand, I will carry it out immediately!"

"I'll have Zhao Lijun help you. Make sure it's done cleanly, don't leave any traces."

"Yes."

"Considering their service to the Special Service, and assuming they were killed in action, their compensation will be paid in full!"

"The district head is benevolent and righteous."

Wang Xinheng ultimately decided to kill Liu Zhi...

Moon Shore Workshop.

"Brother! Are you working for the Japanese?" Wei Renyi asked solemnly.

"I wouldn't say that! I just take pictures of whoever pays me." Wei Renming lay on the rocking chair, looking relaxed.

"Japan has wolfish ambitions! If you work for them, you're aiding and abetting evil. Even if we don't make money off them, we won't starve," Wei Renyi said angrily.

Wei Renming's face fell. "Adult matters are none of a child's business!"

"You're my brother, how can I not care!"

"You can't control me!" Wei Renming said indifferently.

Wei Renyi's eyes lit up, and she took Wei Renming's arm, pleading, "Brother, promise me you won't work for the Japanese anymore."

"No!" Wei Renming patted her head. "You'll understand some things when you're older!"

"Hmph!" Wei Renyi flicked her braid and stormed upstairs.

Wei Renming lit a cigarette, puffing out smoke, his expression dark and uncertain.

This road seems really difficult to walk...

The next day.

As public opinion intensified, the photo studio was forced to close down.

Wei Renming had planned to rest at home for a few days and reopen his business once the situation calmed down, but he received a call from Matsumoto Shigeharu.

"Kimura-san lost. A bet is a bet, come and collect your money."

"Coming right away." Wei Renming's eyes lit up; he wasn't about to miss out on such a good opportunity.

He got into a rickshaw and headed towards Hongkou.

"It's time to buy a car!"

His wealth will soon exceed 100,000.

A low-end car costs only one or two thousand dollars, which he can buy without any financial burden.

Before long, Wei Renming arrived at the Japanese-style garden where Matsumoto Shigeharu lived, and the servants led him into the reception room.

Wei Renming took off his shoes, walked into the house, knelt down, and greeted them in broken Japanese, "Matsumoto-san, long time no see!"

Matsumoto Shigeharu chuckled, "Wei-san, you've started learning Japanese?"

"Japanese culture is profound and extensive. To understand it in depth, one must be fluent in Japanese," Wei Renming praised.

Matsumoto Shigeharu smiled and said, "China and Japan share the same language and culture, so the threshold for Chinese people to learn Japanese culture is not high. I believe Mr. Wei will be able to master it soon."

"I hope Mr. Matsumoto will not hesitate to offer his guidance," Wei Renming said with a smile.

"Of course." Matsumoto Shigeharu was quite satisfied. He took out a check from his pocket and placed it on the table. "Kimura lost, this is the money you deserve. Take it."

Wei Renming did not refuse, and glanced at the check, which showed a full 50,000 yen.

"This is outrageously extravagant!" he thought to himself, then asked, "Where's Kimura Ihei?"

He has already left by boat today.

Wei Renming scoffed, "He was so arrogant back then, completely disregarding me. Now he doesn't even dare to admit defeat to my face?"

Matsumoto Shigeji coughed twice, then changed the subject, saying, "Besides fulfilling our bet, there's another reason I invited you here today!"

"Please speak!" Wei Renming put the check into his pocket.

"Someone wants to see you."

"Oh? What is it?" Wei Renming remained outwardly calm, but inwardly he was on high alert.

"Great news!"

As soon as Matsumoto Shigeharu finished speaking, the wooden door was pushed open, and Morita Eisuke walked in.

He sized up Wei Renming for a moment and smiled, "Mr. Wei is indeed a distinguished young man, a true talent."

"Thank you for the compliment! May I ask your guidance?" Wei Renming bowed.

Matsumoto Shigeharu introduced, "This is Section Chief Morita from the Business Division of the Cultural Affairs Department of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs."

Wei Renming quickly stood up, bowed, and said, "Forgive my poor eyesight, I didn't realize it was Section Chief Morita in person."

The business unit's name sounds harmless, but it's not.

It coordinates the implementation of all cultural initiatives related to China.

Its core functions are three.

1. Establish libraries, schools, publishing houses, and pro-Japanese organizations within China and provide them with funding.

II. Plan and execute cultural promotion activities for China, Japanese language education, and pro-Japanese cultural activities.

Third, we will coordinate with Japanese embassies and consulates in China, intelligence agencies, and resident associations to carry out cultural infiltration work in China.

Eisuke Morita held a low-ranking position, but wielded considerable power.

Why did he specifically come to see me?

Wei Renming didn't have time to think it through.

In just a moment, he made up his mind to cling to Morita's coattails.