Espionage: I Have Photo Editing Software

"Why should I?" Yamagami Ryosuke exploded. "Haven't you earned enough? How can you be so greedy!"

Wei Renming retorted confidently, "If I hadn't taken your picture, why would I have been the target of this deliberate retaliation? Of course, you should compensate me for the losses!"

"Don't think I don't know, you got another 50,000 yen from President Matsumoto! Do you care about that little bit of money? Anyway, I don't care! Go find someone else, just don't bother me!" Yamagami Ryosuke said unhappily.

"I don't care about the money! But the photo studio is the property of the Special Service Department, you know that! Now, in their eyes, I've become a traitor, and with this incident, I'm afraid they'll harm me. So you have to send someone to protect me!"

This was Wei Renming's true purpose.

If there really were surveillance personnel arranged by Eisuke Morita in Tsukishō-bō, then they would definitely run into the people sent by Ryōsuke Yamagami.

As soon as the two groups made a commotion, Wei Renming could determine the situation outside.

Now, he cannot openly go out to investigate; otherwise, it would be tantamount to admitting guilt.

Yamagami Ryosuke laughed, "Wei-san, you've finally met your match!"

"Will it work or not?" Wei Renming urged.

"Sure! But you'll have to pay extra!" Yamagami Ryosuke also learned how to do it.

"Name your price! Make sure you send four people over to protect me!"

Ryosuke Yamagami demanded an exorbitant price: "Five hundred yen, no questions asked!"

"What?"

Wei Renming almost burst out laughing.

As expected, poverty diminishes ambition.

Five hundred yen is equivalent to two years' salary for a textile worker in Shanghai, but for him now, it's just a drop in the ocean.

He didn't take it seriously at all.

Yamagami Ryosuke thought the price was too high, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Four hundred yen, that's the lowest I can go!"

"Four hundred it is! Send someone over immediately!" Wei Renming quickly agreed, afraid that he would change his mind.

An hour later.

Yamagami Ryosuke led four men to Tsukishō-bu.

Wei Renming settled the debt in person, saying, "I'm now on a sinking ship. I regret being greedy for small gains."

He was quite familiar with Ryosuke Yamagami, so he didn't need to be as careful with his words.

Ryosuke Yamagami didn't mind the "pirate ship" analogy. His original intention was to drag Wei Renming into it, and now that he had achieved his goal, he was overjoyed.

"Work hard with us! The Empire never mistreats its friends!"

Wei Renming sighed, "Then you should help me think of a solution! I'm too afraid to even leave the house now. I'm terrified of being punished by the Secret Service!"

As he spoke, he said suspiciously:

"You mean the Secret Service agents haven't arrived yet? Why don't you have someone patrol the area and see if there's anyone suspicious?"

Yamagami Ryosuke had no doubts and immediately agreed, "Living here is ultimately not a good idea. Why don't you move to Hongkou and become my neighbor? I guarantee the Special Service won't dare to cause you any trouble."

"That's a good idea. Let me think about it." Wei Renming said, while keeping an eye on the commotion outside.

The two chatted for a while when a commotion suddenly broke out outside.

"What happened?" Wei Renming asked nervously.

Ryosuke Yamagami frowned. "You stay here and don't move. I'll go check on things."

After he left, things quickly returned to normal outside.

A short while later, he returned to the small building, his expression as usual, and said, "Someone bumped into my man, and the two of them had a verbal altercation."

"It's good that you're alright!"

Now, Wei Renming is 90% certain that Morita Eisuke sent someone to monitor him.

"You must be tired these days, get some rest. I have things to do, so I'll be going now!" Yamagami Ryosuke said.

"You can leave, but the four people have to stay. They have to guard the small building and can't go anywhere!" Wei Renming said.

Ryosuke Yamagami opened his mouth as if he had something to say, but in the end he didn't speak. He just nodded and turned to leave.

Wei Renming lay in the courtyard, closing his eyes to deduce the situation.

"When Wang Xinheng heard the news of the photo studio fire, he had to send someone to find me, the person in charge, both out of courtesy and reason... That's the crux of the matter."

If the person sent to me is too polite to me, Morita Eisuke will definitely become suspicious.

But how can I get the message to him?

Call up?

This is clearly inappropriate!

He was certain that the phone line had been tampered with, and calling Wang Xinheng now to remind him would be tantamount to revealing his identity!

Oh shit!

Am I going to die before I even get started?

Being an undercover agent is really not an easy job!

Before he had even officially infiltrated the enemy's ranks, this mere probing had thrown him into disarray.

No matter how worried Wei Renming was, what was bound to happen would still happen.

Around 10 o'clock.

A rhythmic knocking sound rang out.

Wei Renming's heart sank immediately.

"Couldn't you just bang on the door harder? Are you being so polite because you want me to die faster?"

"Creak..." The Japanese bodyguard opened the door without waiting for Wei Renming's order.

A pretty young woman stood outside the door.

When she saw the Japanese bodyguard, she was momentarily taken aback, but quickly composed herself and said with concern, "I rushed over as soon as I heard the photo studio burned down, but I couldn't find you. I had no choice but to come here to look for you. I'm so glad you're alright."

She held onto Wei Renming's arm with both hands, almost in tears.

Wei Renming was somewhat taken aback when he saw the pretty woman like this.

"Fu Wu, why is she here? And why is she looking like this?"

In my memory, Fu Wu was a man of few words. Even when she had to speak, she was extremely sparing with her words.

"Did she sense something was off? Is she going to pretend to be my boyfriend?"

Wei Renming reacted quickly, his face showing just the right amount of pity, "I'm fine. I didn't plan to tell you because I was afraid you'd worry."

"It's good that you're alright!" Fu Wu gently wrapped her arms around Wei Renming's waist, resting her head against his chest, like a couple who had just been reunited after a disaster and were feeling relieved.

"Are they Japanese?" she asked in a voice only the two of them could hear.

Wei Renming hugged Fu Wu tightly, pressing his cheek close to her head. "The Japanese seem to be screening me."

With just this one sentence, Fu Wu understood a lot.

The two hugged for a while longer before separating.

"How did the photo studio catch fire?" Fu Wu asked.

"It was caused by a short circuit!" Wei Renming said.

"You're lying!" Fu Wu retorted emotionally, then, as if realizing something, pulled Wei Renming into the house and closed the door.

The faint sounds of arguing could be heard coming from inside the room.

The Japanese bodyguards pressed their ears against the door, listening intently.

"Why didn't you listen to me? You insisted on taking pictures for the Japanese. Now look what happened, everyone thinks you're a traitor!" Fu Wu opened Wei Renming's palm and wrote words on it with her fingers.

How can I help you?

"I didn't steal or rob, I'm doing business openly and honestly, what's wrong with that? Can't I make money from the Japanese?" Wei Renming imitated her and wrote words in Fu Wu's palm.

[I am a traitor]

Fu Wu looked up into Wei Renming's eyes and nodded. "Do you know? After the photos were published, the Special Service wanted to kill you! You must immediately publish a statement declaring that you are severing ties with the Japanese. Only then will you have a chance to survive!"