Espionage: I Have Photo Editing Software

Two days later.

Shimizu Taro found Wei Renming and said, "Liu Yancheng has agreed."

"What about the cost?"

"One-twentieth of the tariff."

"Excellent!" Wei Renming clapped his hands. "Barring any unforeseen circumstances, the medicine will arrive in port in a month."

"I don't know anything about business, so you can handle it yourself. But if you encounter any problems, feel free to come to me. I'll do my best to solve what I can. If I can't, I'll find someone else to do it."

Shimizu Taro has figured it out.

He could no longer get used to that kind of miserable life.

Instead of worrying about it, we should think of ways to make more money.

"I came to see you today because I need your help with something."

"Say whatever you want!" Wei Renming said.

Shimizu Taro took a photograph out of his wallet and said, "Could you take a look and see if this photograph shows any signs of being photoshopped?"

Wei Renming took the photo and looked at it.

In the photo, a man in his forties, wearing a long robe, stands in front of the temple, looking to the side, seemingly unaware of the camera.

Wei Renming immediately became alert.

Judging from the man's clothing, he appears to be Chinese.

As the head of the Special Higher Police, Shimizu Taro's concern for a Chinese person must mean he's up to no good.

"Who is this person?" Wei Renming asked casually.

Shimizu Taro shook his head. "It involves classified information, so you'd better not know. Knowing too much won't do you any good."

"Then please don't tell me!"

Wei Renming smiled, entered the photo into the database, and then said:

"It must have been a sunny day when this photo was taken."

As for the season, if the filming location was in Shanghai, it must have been recently.

This can be seen from the shadows of the trees on both sides and the degree of yellowing of the leaves.

The light shines from the left, and the figure's shadow falls on the right, coinciding with the tree's shadow.

The outlines of the figures are clearly defined, and the transition to the background environment is very natural.

The light and shadow on his face are in proportion to the shadows of the trees and the person.

The entire photo is free from defects that often occur during compositing, such as color difference, black and white borders, hard edges, and jagged edges.

Therefore, I believe this photograph is genuine.

Shimizu Taro listened attentively, and his expression relaxed somewhat after hearing the conclusion.

"However..." Wei Renming deliberately dragged out his words.

"But what?" Shimizu Taro quickly asked.

Seeing how concerned he was, Wei Renming became even more cautious.

"I only made this judgment based on my professional knowledge. That doesn't mean the photo is definitely safe. If you later find out the photo is fake, you can't blame me!"

"How could that be?" Shimizu Taro quickly denied.

Given his cautious nature, he certainly wouldn't have sought authentication from just Wei Renming.

"That's good!"

After Shimizu Taro left, Wei Renming pondered for a long time and decided not to interfere for the time being.

He was still unaware of the middle-aged man's identity.

Even if he wanted to look for it, he couldn't.

Rushing into it could lead to unpredictable fortune or misfortune.

The next day, Wei Renming was about to drive to the photo studio when he passed the alley entrance. He habitually looked at the corner of the wall and saw some graffiti on the bricks.

This is a signal that the Secret Service is requesting a meeting.

He found a public phone booth and dialed the number.

"Uncle will arrive in Shanghai around 10 a.m., please remember to pick him up at the train station."

"Okay, I'll come pick them up later," Wang Xinheng's voice came through the phone.

Afterwards, Wei Renming drove to Kualong Road, parked the car, and chose to walk to the station.

It's quite a distance from the South Railway Station, so even if someone recognizes the car, they won't be able to find him.

He booked a private room on the second floor of the teahouse and leaned against the window to wait.

Not long after, he saw Wang Xinheng appear on the street.

Wang Xinheng soon discovered him as well.

Upon entering the private room, Wei Renming gave him a cold look and asked in a low voice, "What do you want?"

Two months ago, on a whim, he went to drink with Liu Zhi, only to learn from his family that Liu Zhi had died in the line of duty.

He immediately guessed that it was Wang Xinheng who was eliminating the threat completely.

The two almost had a falling out over this matter.

Finally, after Wang Xinheng repeatedly assured him, he reluctantly let him off the hook.

Knowing he was in the wrong, Wang Xinheng coughed twice and said:

"Do me a favor."

"you say."

"Here's a photo, take a look."

Wei Renming took the photo and glanced at it, then frowned.

The photos were different, but he had seen the people in them yesterday.

It was that middle-aged man.

"who is he?"

"A few days ago, we arrested an underground party member. We found this photo in his home. We tried every means possible, but he was willing to die to protect this man. It seems that he was also an underground party member, and probably held a high position."

"I've never seen him." Wei Renming shook his head. "How do you want me to help you?"

"The Special Higher Police have somehow gotten wind of this and are also looking for him. You're close to Shimizu Taro; if you have the chance, try to find out their source of information."

"You suspect there's a mole within the Shanghai region?"

"That's right. The mole who leaked the information about escorting Zhang Mozhi and the mission has never been found. We just got the photos, and now the Special Higher Police are looking for the middle-aged man. I suspect it was the mole who leaked the information."

Unable to find the traitor, Wang Xinheng was restless and unable to eat or sleep.

Wei Renming: ...

He felt that Wang Xinheng was overthinking things this time.

Both photos are of middle-aged men.

But the photo that Shimizu Taro showed was clearly taken secretly.

The photo Wang Xinheng produced, however, was a half-body ID photo.

If it was truly a leak from an insider, why are the photos different?

Furthermore, the fact that Shimizu Taro asked Wei Renming to authenticate the photos shows that he did not trust the person who provided them.

"It's difficult for me to help you. Shimizu Taro never talks to me about the Special Higher Police, and I can't bring it up indirectly, otherwise it might arouse his suspicion."

Wang Xinheng waved his hand and said, "Your position is very important. It would be a loss if you were exposed for this. I came here to remind you to pay more attention to this kind of information. Also, if Shimizu Taro suddenly becomes busy, be sure to let me know. It could be a signal that he's being arrested."

"I will."

Wang Xinheng didn't waste any time; after finishing his business, he left.

Wei Renming opened the image library, pulled up a photo of a middle-aged man, and examined it carefully.

The background of the photo is a temple.

This seems to be a clue.

If we can find the middle-aged man first, we might be able to save his life.

Wei Renming returned to the association's office and found the office director, Uchida Shoichi, asking, "What activities has the association planned recently?"

"No activities for now, just waiting to go to Manchukuo for research," said Shoichi Uchida.

"The activities can't stop. I remember we planned a lot of themed photography events before? Bring them over, let me take a look."

"Yes."

Shoichi Uchida quickly brought over the documents.

Wei Renming flipped through it and said, "I think this theme of humanity and Buddhahood is very story-driven. You should contact a few temples to see which ones agree to let us film it, and then inform all the members and invite them to participate."

"Yes, I'll take care of it right away." Uchida Shoichi pushed open the door and left.