Espionage: I Have Photo Editing Software

Wang Xinheng helped Lin Yi to a chair and ordered his team to remove the rocking horse, then said with a smile:

"As long as you reveal your supplier and the whereabouts of the film reels, everything is negotiable!"

"You've really gone too far!"

Overcome with emotion, Zhang Zhihe coughed violently again. After calming down, he said with grief and indignation:

"I've never heard of your so-called 'supplier.' I don't have the film you want either! My confession doesn't mean I'm truly guilty!"

"Aren't you really afraid of bringing trouble upon your family?"

Wang Xinheng has interrogated many people.

But someone as stubborn and unyielding as Zhang Zhihe is truly a first for me.

"Of course I'm afraid! But should I fabricate things out of thin air, or even slander others, if I don't know the facts?"

Chen Zhiqiang angrily retorted, "You traitorous dog, what are you pretending to be a hero for? Let me tell you, Liu Wu has already confessed; he identified you. Do you really think that just because you're playing dumb, we won't find anything out?"

"You're spouting nonsense! I don't know any Liu Wu at all," Zhang Zhihe vehemently denied.

"Looks like you won't shed a tear until you see the coffin."

Wang Xinheng waved his hand, and soon a man, lying like a dead dog, was dragged in.

"Open your dog eyes and see clearly whether you recognize the person in front of you."

Liu Wu, barely breathing, struggled to lift his head and glanced at Zhang Zhihe, weakly saying:

"It's him."

Three days ago, I put the intelligence into Waibaidu Bridge Park and hid to observe. Around dusk, a man took the intelligence and put it into a dead mailbox at the dock.

The next evening, he retrieved the intelligence from the dead mailbox.

Wang Xinheng shouted, "Zhang Zhihe, what do you have to say now?"

"You're lying! I haven't been to the docks at all during this time." Zhang Zhihe stared at Liu Wu, as if remembering something, and said:

"I remember now! You went to my photo studio to get your photos developed about two weeks ago."

Wang Xinheng looked surprised and asked, "What kind of photos were developed?"

"It looks like a landscape photo," Zhang Zhihe said after frowning and thinking for a moment.

"Landscape photos? Are there any landmark buildings?" Wang Xinheng asked.

"No. But judging from the scenery, it seems to be a section of the Suzhou River," Zhang Zhihe said.

Suzhou Creek?

The location where Dai Li was assassinated yesterday was on the Suzhou River!

In that case, wouldn't everything match up?

Wang Xinheng and Chen Zhiqiang looked at Liu Wu with eyes as sharp as knives.

In his panic, Liu Wu coughed up blood. Ignoring his own health, he quickly retorted:

He's lying!

The section chief only came to Shanghai the day before yesterday, how could I have known in advance that he would be going to the Suzhou River?

Furthermore, even if I could truly predict the future, how could I possibly go elsewhere to develop photos?

Even if I really needed to develop photos, why would I go to Zhaofu Photo Studio? And how could I possibly implicate him to identify me?

District head, team leader, he's trying to mislead people!

Please don't fall for it!

Zhang Zhihe retorted, "I don't know what's going on here. But I guess you planned to use me as a scapegoat all along. That makes all of this make sense!"

"You're spouting nonsense! District Chief, I really didn't! If I had known they were planning to assassinate the Director, I wouldn't have dared to leak the information even if you gave me a hundred lives!" Liu Wu was so angry that he spat out another mouthful of blood and fainted.

Wang Xinheng glanced at Liu Wu and cursed, "What a useless piece of trash! Take him to get him treated right away, don't let him die!"

After Liu Wu was dragged away, the interrogation room fell into a brief silence.

Chen Zhiqiang pondered for a moment, then said in a deep voice:

"District Chief, we need to use severe punishment!"

Wang Xinheng nodded slightly, pointing at Lin Yi and saying:

"Dead or alive, it doesn't matter!"

Lin Yi looked at Zhang Zhihe with a terrified and helpless expression, her lips trembling, "Uncle..."

Zhang Zhihe cried and begged, but Wang Xinheng remained unmoved.

Chen Zhiqiang dragged Lin Yi to the wooden horse and threatened her:

"You haven't had any intimate relations yet, have you?"

Hehe, this Trojan horse is not a pleasant experience!

Don't blame me for not giving you a chance.

Think carefully, has your uncle been in contact with any suspicious people?

Or, during this period, have any strange people visited the photo studio?

"As long as you provide valuable information, I guarantee I won't torture you!"

Lin Yi turned pale with fright and said in a trembling voice:

"There was a newspaper reporter named Zhou Zhen. He was a good friend of my uncle's and often came to the photo studio."

Zhang Zhihe said painfully, "Xiao Yi! This has nothing to do with Zhou Zhen, how could you drag him into this!"

"The newspaper reporter..." Chen Zhiqiang's eyes flickered, then he asked, "Besides him, who else?"

Lin Yi racked her brains, but couldn't remember.

"Speak!" Chen Zhiqiang roared.

"Yes, yes... Around 1 p.m., that young man who was an apprentice at the American-Indian Photo Studio, he was also suspicious. He specifically asked to have my uncle's picture taken, but he didn't have any money on him. You know that!" Lin Yi said in a panic.

Wei Renming?

He is not a suspect.

However, it cannot be completely ruled out.

"Anything else? This little bit of information isn't enough!" Chen Zhiqiang said.

"It's gone, really gone. I only occasionally came to the photo studio to help out. I really didn't know anything about my uncle's affairs!" Lin Yi sobbed uncontrollably.

"Stubborn to the end!" Chen Zhiqiang sneered. "Torture him!"

Without hesitation, the two men quickly pulled off Lin Yi's skirt, lifted her up, and put her on the wooden horse.

"Uncle, help me!"

Lin Yi struggled desperately.

For a time, they were unable to subdue her.

Chen Zhiqiang looked displeased, picked up a wooden stick, and struck Lin Yi hard on the back of the neck.

Bang!

Lin Yi's eyes rolled back, and she fainted.

"continue!"

Two men lifted Lin Yi up, and just as she was about to sit on the rocking horse, Zhang Zhihe sighed and stopped her:

"Stop! I'll confess!"

Chen Zhiqiang ignored him, shouting, "Don't stop!"

Zhang Zhihe became agitated and roared, "I participated in this assassination attempt on Dai Li! I was bribed by the Japanese five years ago!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Xinheng and Chen Zhiqiang relaxed and immediately asked:

"Where's the film?"

Liu Wu was bribed by the Japanese and leaked the location of the Special Service Department's Nanshi Group.

Following the clues, the Japanese tracked down the Shanghai branch of the Special Service by monitoring the Nanshi Group.

Over five days, the Japanese spy Sun Huan hid outside the headquarters and took clear photos of everyone entering and leaving the Shanghai regional headquarters.

What's even more alarming is that Dai Li was also in Shanghai during this period, and visited the Shanghai district government offices several times.

Later, Sun Huan was discovered while taking photos secretly, and the secret service arrested him and recovered some film rolls.

However, some film reels were lost, including photos of Dai Li.

Dai Li rarely appears in public and avoids being photographed, not only to maintain his mystery but also for his own safety.

For assassination missions, the difference between having a target photograph and not having one is like night and day.

Dai Li had been hiding his true identity for so long, but now he had been photographed due to the negligence of the Shanghai district. How could he not be furious?

Moreover, not long after the photos were leaked, Dai Li was assassinated by the Japanese, which terrified him even more.

"Heh, Dai Li, you District Chief Wang, and Team Leader Chen, all your photos have been moved. Even if I confess, you won't be able to get them back."

In order to protect Lin Yi, Zhang Zhihe finally confessed.