Espionage: I Have Photo Editing Software

The American-Indian Photo Studio is located on Avenue Joffre in the French Concession.

Although the Secret Service and the French Concession Police Department occasionally cooperated, it did not mean that they could openly arrest people on French territory.

Most of the time, the Secret Service would choose covert methods such as kidnapping to make arrests.

Although it's not something that can be done openly, it can reduce a lot of trouble.

It's 10:30 p.m.

The number of pedestrians and vehicles on Avenue Joffre gradually decreased.

Ten minutes after receiving Chen Zhiqiang's order, the action team completed its deployment and began the arrest.

The arrest went exceptionally smoothly.

The American and Indian photographers were all ordinary people. As soon as they saw the action team brandish their pistols, they fell silent and surrendered.

"Take everyone back to the detention center."

Zhao Lijun leaned against the door, signaling his men to search.

After defecting from the underground party in 1931, he attended the Hong Gongci Special Training Class the following year. After graduation, he was sent to Shanghai to serve as the head of the direct action group of the headquarters and the Shanghai area. He once assassinated Yang Xingfo and Shi Liangcai.

This man was one of the four most notorious assassins in the Kuomintang military intelligence service. He was ruthless and often took pleasure in torturing prisoners.

A dozen minutes later, Li A rushed over excitedly to report.

"Team leader, we've found something!"

"What did you find?" Zhao Lijun stubbed out his cigarette and took the envelope.

"An assassination plan and a photo of the director!" Li Ada exclaimed excitedly.

Zhao Lijun looked excited after reviewing the documents.

"here you go!"

Li Ada revealed a mouthful of yellow teeth and whispered:

"The brothers also found 300 yuan in legal tender and some gold and silver valuables in the boss's room."

"Exchange the gold and silver for cash and distribute them according to the old rules."

A smile appeared on Zhao Lijun's face.

He couldn't wait to have a good opportunity to earn both merit and money.

"Fall back!"

More than half an hour later, Zhao Lijun returned to the prison and found Wang Xinheng interrogating Zhang Zhihe.

After the two left the interrogation room, Zhao Lijun presented the evidence, saying, "District Chief Wang, these were all found in the crevices of the bedding on Wei Renming's bed."

After reviewing the documents, Wang Xinheng flicked them with his finger, a look of delight on his face.

"This action plan matches the details of yesterday's assassination of the director perfectly, and with the photographic evidence, Wei Renming's identity is crystal clear!"

"Wei Renming is very good at hiding his true intentions. If you hadn't pried Zhang Zhihe out of his mouth, you might have actually thought he was a good person and let him go!" Zhao Lijun said with a smile.

"You and the brothers in the action team deserve some credit for this too." Wang Xinheng laughed heartily, returning the favor by saying, "Zhang Zhihe has revealed a few more of his underlings. Lead your men to arrest them immediately, and make sure they're all caught in one fell swoop!"

Zhao Lijun had no reason to refuse such a generous offer.

"I guarantee these traitorous dogs will be brought to justice!"

After Zhao Lijun ascertained the identity of her downline, she prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute!" Wang Xinheng grabbed Zhao Lijun's arm and said with a smile, "The Japanese allocated a lot of operating funds to Zhang Zhihe, which he deposited in Shenghe Money Shop. You can go and retrieve it yourself tomorrow. The bank draft and Zhang Zhihe's personal seal are in the evidence room. I'll give them a heads-up later, and you can go get them."

"Thank you, District Chief!"

Although the money was to be divided, it didn't stop Zhao Lijun from grinning from ear to ear.

Before Wang Xinheng took office, the Shanghai district had fewer than 100 people, including both external and internal staff.

After he took over, the company rapidly expanded to five or six hundred people in just over six months.

His ability was undeniable, and coupled with his generosity in rewarding his subordinates, his prestige naturally grew daily.

After Zhao Lijun left in high spirits, Wang Xinheng, no longer bothering to interrogate Zhang Zhihe, hurriedly went to find Chen Zhiqiang.

After reviewing the evidence, Chen Zhiqiang was stunned.

The evidence was irrefutable, and he had no choice but to believe it.

"I almost fell for this traitorous dog's trick!"

Chen Zhiqiang was furious and wished he could skin Wei Renming alive.

"If we want to kill him, we'll have to wait until he reveals the whereabouts of the film and his supplier! That way, even if we can't recover the film, we'll still have something to say to the chief."

After explaining the pros and cons and offering a few words of comfort, Wang Xinheng continued:

"Let's go, let's go meet this Wei Renming!"

When the two men entered the interrogation room, Wei Renming was still unconscious.

Without Wang Xinheng giving any instructions, Chen Zhiqiang quickly stepped forward and slapped him awake twice.

As soon as Wei Renming regained consciousness, excruciating pain struck him, causing him to cry out involuntarily.

Wang Xinheng crossed his arms and said arrogantly:

"If I'm not mistaken, you've been impersonating Wei Renming, haven't you?"

"I impersonated myself?" Wei Renming was dumbfounded.

"This is the only reasonable explanation," Wang Xinheng said firmly.

"What about my sister? How do you explain that she recognized me at a glance?" Wei Renming asked helplessly.

Wang Xinheng laughed and said, "A timid, teenage bonded laborer, after a few threats and intimidation, would she dare disobey?"

"If I really am impersonating someone else, why don't I kill her? So that there's no way to prove it!" Wei Renming asked.

"That's right, that's a bit of a stretch."

Therefore, I tend to believe the second explanation—you and Wei Renming do look about 70-80% similar. In addition, there was blood on your face. Wei Renyi already suffers from an eye disease, and under the influence of impaired vision and emotional stress, it is entirely possible that he mistook you for his brother.

You don't kill her because you know that it won't be long before she succumbs to illness from overwork and dies.

Her unnatural death or disappearance will only increase suspicions about you.

These doubts will be magnified infinitely once we notice you.

So why bother with all that?

"It'll only be a year or two at most; she'll die in the textile factory."

Wang Xinheng was full of confidence and determined to use this to break down Wei Renming's psychological defenses.

How can you derive the correct process by working backward from the wrong result?

Wei Renming was exhausted from listening; he had had enough of having to prove himself.

"Do you understand what I'm saying, Father Ougang?"

"What?" Wang Xinheng asked, his eyes filled with confusion.

"I speak fluent Funing dialect. If I were truly a Japanese spy, why would I speak it?" Wei Renming licked his chapped lips. "You really don't need to waste your time on me, because I genuinely know nothing!"

Wang Xinheng was momentarily speechless. "Three months is enough to learn the Funing dialect!"

"Then bring my sister here and let her tell us things that only the two of us know. Then you can ask me about it. That should prove that I am who I am, right?" This was the only solution Wei Renming could come up with.

At this moment, Chen Zhiqiang interjected:

"No matter who you are, you are working for the Japanese! There is no doubt about that!"

"Where's the evidence? Just based on Zhang Zhihe's identification? I'm not satisfied!" Wei Renming said indignantly.

"You want evidence, huh? Fine! Open your dog eyes and see clearly what this is!"

Chen Zhiqiang roughly shoved Wei Renming's head onto the wooden frame, placed the documents in front of him, and roared:

"The assassination plot against the section chief! We found it on your bed! And you still dare to deny it?"

After reading the contents, Wei Renming's pupils contracted sharply. Two breaths later, he understood the key point and shouted:

"Zhang Zhihe colluded with others to frame me!"