Espionage: I Have Photo Editing Software

The corridor of the interrogation room.

Chen Zhiqiang reported Wei Renming's situation to Wang Xinheng, and said with a serious expression, "I remain skeptical of Zhang Zhihe's words."

Wang Xinheng nodded and said:

You're right!

Even if Wei Renming were recruited by the Japanese intelligence agency as soon as he arrived in Shanghai, the entire process of investigation and training would take at least six months.

Three months is really too short.

Moreover, given the Japanese's cunning and suspicious nature, what reason would they have to assign Wei Renming such an important task?

I think there's a high probability that Zhang Zhihe is lying, but why would he do that? It wouldn't benefit him at all.

Chen Zhiqiang's face was grave, and he remained silent.

Wang Xinheng pondered for a moment and said, "Let Zhang Zhihe identify Wei Renming as a test. If he can't recognize him, it proves he's lying. If he can recognize him, then Wei Renming is highly suspicious."

"District Chief's plan is brilliant! I'll arrange it immediately!" Chen Zhiqiang praised.

After half an hour.

Five prisoners dressed in identical prison uniforms were led into the interrogation room and stood side by side.

Although the prisoners had different scars on their faces, they were clean and had just washed themselves. Even their heads were shaved.

Wang Xinheng said, "Mr. Zhang, Wei Renming is among these five people. Please identify him!"

"What? Are you doubting me?" Zhang Zhihe looked displeased.

Wang Xinheng's face darkened, and he snapped, "You really think you're something special? Don't forget who you are!"

Zhang Zhihe raised his eyelids, his gaze sweeping over the five prisoners, and said coldly, "I don't know these five people! Wei Renming is not among them."

"Heh heh he's slipped up, hasn't he! He's Wei Renming!" Chen Zhiqiang said, pointing to a young prisoner.

Wang Xinheng's eyes narrowed, and he roared, "Do you really think I wouldn't dare to be ruthless? I gave you a chance, but you failed! Tell me, why did you lie! What are you hiding?"

Zhang Zhihe said calmly:

"Wei Renming is indeed not among these five people."

There are only two possibilities for this to happen.

First, you're playing mind games, deliberately bringing five people here to test me.

Second, you've got the wrong person. The person you arrested at the photo studio isn't Wei Renming.

After being exposed, Wang Xinheng showed no embarrassment, laughed twice, and said, "It was just a little trick, Mr. Zhang, please excuse my poor performance."

"It's alright! Since District Chief Wang isn't in a hurry, let's just let it be delayed." Zhang Zhihe said nonchalantly.

Chen Zhiqiang clapped his hands. "Change to another batch."

After the five prisoners left, five more were brought in.

"Mr. Zhang, please take a good look. This time, Wei Renming is among them!"

Chen Zhiqiang picked up the branding iron, walked over to Zhang Zhihe, and threatened, "If you admit you're wrong, I'll bring Lin Yi's whole family back!"

Zhang Zhihe's expression remained unchanged. "The second one from the left."

"He's not," Chen Zhiqiang sneered. "I gave you the chance, but you couldn't seize it!"

"Hmph!" Zhang Zhihe scoffed. "This little trick only needs to be used once. He's just a liaison; I'd recognize him even if he were ashes."

Chen Zhiqiang was filled with doubt and surprise.

Wang Xinheng reached out and took the branding iron from Chen Zhiqiang's hand, and laughed:

"It seems Mr. Zhang wasn't lying to us!"

"We've come this far, why would I lie?" Zhang Zhihe grinned.

"What do you have to say?" Wang Xinheng turned to stare at Wei Renming, his gaze sharp as a knife.

Wei Renming looked bewildered. "I don't know him!"

"Team Leader Chen, he's in your hands now. Make sure you can get him to talk!" Wang Xinheng wanted to interrogate him personally, but he was afraid of running into a tough nut to crack and failing to get any leads, which would only incur Dai Li's displeasure.

He did not seek merit, but only to avoid mistakes.

So they simply passed this hot potato to Chen Zhiqiang.

In his view, Chen Zhiqiang was doomed and would just have to take the blame.

Chen Zhiqiang leaned close to Wang Xinheng's ear and said, "You don't know this. The section chief has ordered that this kid must not be subjected to severe torture, and his life must not be taken."

"The situation is different now. You handle the investigation. I'll talk to the section chief myself," Wang Xinheng said in a low voice.

"Yes."

Chen Zhiqiang responded and took Wei Renming to the interrogation room next door, where he tied him to a wooden frame.

"You've been keeping it well hidden, haven't you!"

time does not wait.

Chen Zhiqiang decided to use torture.

"What did I hide?" Wei Renming cried out, protesting his innocence.

"Tell me. When did you start working for the Japanese?"

Wei Renming: ? ? ?

"Weren't they underground party members? How did they become Japanese? Did he mistake me for a Japanese spy? Because Zhang Zhihe recognized me?"

Even if he is very smart.

But the severe information asymmetry blinded him, leaving him as if he were blind.

Chen Zhiqiang picked up the torch and placed it in the charcoal stove.

The torch, soaked in oil, ignited instantly.

He held the torch close to Wei Renming's face and smiled:

"The feeling of being burned is unpleasant; are you really going to resist?"

Wei Renming subconsciously turned his face away, feeling the burning sensation on his face, and felt like crying.

What the hell is this?

Fuck!

"I've only been in Shanghai for three months, how could I possibly be involved with a Japanese person? Even a fool could see that's impossible!"

"Have you met Zhang Zhihe before?" Chen Zhiqiang asked.

Wei Renming tried hard to recall the original owner's memories, but it was all in vain.

"I don't remember. But it's possible he saw me at the US-India Photo Studio."

"He also runs a photo studio... that's a possibility." Chen Zhiqiang frowned and pondered.

Seeing that his attitude was wavering, Wei Renming immediately said:

"If I were truly a Japanese spy, how could I possibly allow my own sister to work as an indentured laborer at the Dagong Textile Factory? That clearly doesn't make sense!"

"Who knows? What if you did it on purpose?" Chen Zhiqiang said.

"She's my own sister! What would I want from her?" Wei Renming was utterly speechless.

Chen Zhiqiang took two steps back and carefully examined Wei Renming.

Wei Renming's appearance at Zhaofu Photo Studio is indeed suspicious.

However, he did not accept the "liaison officer" role proposed by Zhang Zhihe.

Film reel, assassination.

Which one isn't of utmost importance?

What qualifications does Wei Renming have to participate?

Chen Zhiqiang had a flash of inspiration and suddenly thought of a possibility.

"If Zhang Zhihe didn't know that Wei Renming was new to Shanghai, then..."

Although he had his suspicions, the trial still had to be conducted.

He threw away the torch, drew his dagger, and without a word slashed Wei Renming several times, blood flowing freely, quickly turning the latter into a blood-soaked figure.

"Where's the film reel? Tell me or I'll skin you alive."

Wei Renming cried out in pain.

He has not undergone pain training.

"I really don't know anything about film rolls!"

"Stubborn!"

Chen Zhiqiang took a whip, dipped it in salt water, and lashed it hard.

After a few lashes, the wailing stopped abruptly, and Wei Renming's head lolled to the side as he fainted from the pain.

Chen Zhiqiang threw down the whip, walked out of the interrogation room, called over his team members, and said, "Monkey, how's the situation at the American-Indian Photo Studio?"

"I just spoke to him on the phone, everything is normal!" Hou Hong said.

"Inform them to stop monitoring. Proceed with the arrests immediately. Focus the search, especially on Wei Renming's residence."

"Yes."

(P.S.: No abuse of the main character, no unpleasantness for the readers, please read with confidence!)