The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

There was an indescribable smell in the room.

The bearded Xu Delin's face turned red, and he stared in disbelief at the hot-tempered man who was yelling and threatening to take off his pants.

"Oops, I pooped in my pants."

"Hey, you haven't eaten yet, how come you have a stomachache? What are you still standing there for? Help our British expert change his pants, look at what's happened~!"

The enema in the stationmaster's hand was ultimately of no use. A group of people rushed forward and pushed Xu Delin off the chair to the ground.

"I want to go to the toilet, you can't do this, I have the right to go to the toilet, you are committing a crime~!"

At this point, who cares whether he goes to the toilet or not? We searched so many places in the factory carefully, but only found a miniature camera hidden in the equipment. A camera alone would not be enough.

Where did the microfilm go? Seeing how he is struggling desperately, we know where it is hidden. No wonder he is so confident. The evidence is in his stomach. He wants to use his body to take the film out of the country.

If they don't conduct a more detailed search of his body and allow these people to search outside, what can they find?

My goodness, as long as I go on a hunger strike, this stuff will probably take two to three days to be excreted from my body.

If something goes wrong, you can take the time to go to the toilet and destroy the evidence in the toilet to ensure your own safety.

Xu Delin relied on his status as a foreign expert. He thought that as long as he could hold on for two or three days without finding any evidence, his status would come into play and they would release him.

But now, this beautiful dream may be shattered.

The scene was quite shabby.

The two heads of the investigation team looked at each other, covered their noses, and shook their heads at each other. I'm afraid they have learned something new this time.

“Ding-dong~!”

The sound of the glass bottle hitting the ground was unusually crisp, like a guest pressing the doorbell to notify the homeowner that the package was ready.

"Found it, rinse it with water~~!"

A staff member from the investigation department was quick-witted and took out a thumb-sized glass bottle from it. He wiped it with a rag without even thinking it was dirty.

Stationmaster Xiang, who was standing nearby, personally carried a large teapot and poured it onto the glass bottle, making it look like an injection medicine bottle.

This thing is very common in hospitals. After the nurse draws out the medicine through a syringe, these small bottles are usually thrown away directly without being counted at all.

On the contrary, large saline bottles are the most commonly stolen items in hospitals, especially when the weather is cold. Fill the saline bottle with hot water and plug it with a rubber stopper and it becomes the most useful hot water bag.

After cleaning the stains, the people from the investigation department saw two rolls of film inside and quickly covered them with towels to prevent them from being exposed to light.

"It's film, two rolls of 15mm~!"

Although they had not yet seen what was inside the film, the stationmaster and the head of the intelligence department both smiled with relief.

After searching everywhere for something, I finally found it without any effort.
The bearded Xu Delin, who had been hungry for a day and a night, no longer had the energy to struggle. He allowed others to wash his lower body, and then he moved to another interrogation room.

"I want to protest, you are treating me roughly...!"

"Your protest is useless now. I would like to ask, Mr. Xu Delin, what is in the bottle discharged from your body? This is your last chance. As we say, leniency will be given to those who confess and severity will be given to those who resist. If you refuse to cooperate, your crime will be aggravated!"

Xu Delin's face was pale, no longer as arrogant as before. His lips opened and closed, but no one knew what he was saying. He looked like a deflated ball.

The stationmaster played the bad guy, and the head of the intelligence department played the good guy. Looking at Xu Delin who looked distraught, he waved to the outside.

"Please go to the cafeteria and get some food. He should be hungry now~!"

"No matter what, you still have to eat~!"

"We don't have to do anything to you. Whether you want to say it or not, the evidence is already here. After the film is developed, how are you going to defend yourself?"

"As long as you cooperate well, right? Tell us clearly what happened to the rat, and we will naturally reduce your charges as appropriate. You know what we want. You are very smart. Now let's just negotiate terms~!" Perhaps the leader's words worked, and Xu Delin finally raised his head.

Looking at the two interrogators in front of him, his eyes regained focus. After thinking for a moment, he slowly asked, "If I explain myself clearly, will you let me go?"

He laughed contemptuously at the stationmaster, folded his hands in his arms, leaned heavily on the chair, and said in a loud voice: "Impossible, what are you dreaming about? One roll of film can take 36 photos, two rolls, 72 photos, you should know what the content of the filming involves~!"

"You want to leave so easily? You treat this place as your home. Now, the film is here and needs to be developed. Guess if the film is enough to shoot you after it is developed?"

When Xu Delin heard the word "execution", his lips began to turn pale. His eyes were fixed on the bottle wrapped in the towel, and the contents of the 72 photos flashed through his mind one by one.

He has been here for quite some time and knows how vigilant people are against spies, or secret agents.

Here, it is considered a serious crime.

"I told you guys to want it, even if I didn't tell you you guys still want it, I...!"

"Hey, I won't say anything more. Tell us what you know and show us your attitude. We can communicate with the relevant departments. It depends on your cooperation. If you can cooperate and say everything you need to say, we will consider leniency~!"

……

Seeing Xu Delin's attitude, he gradually began to soften.

The leader of the Intelligence Department personally brought the meal to him and patted him on the shoulder.

"Well, you win, damn it. I think it can last three days. I hope you can keep your word~!"

"This is not what I wanted. In fact, the factory treats us very well, but I have no choice but to listen to them. It's not my intention...!"

Once the knot in his heart was untied, Xu Delin no longer insisted. He now only wanted to go home and never get involved in such things again.

……

In the office, Lao Zheng felt like he was about to cough out his lungs.

Sun Zhiyun quickly patted his back to help him calm down.

Li Feng brought the teacup over and put it into Lao Zheng's hand. Now it seems that Lao Zheng's health is indeed getting worse.

"Stationmaster, please drink some water and take it easy~!"

Zheng Chaoyang closed his eyes and listened to Director Sun's comfort. He regained his spirit, looked at Li Feng who was standing next to him with satisfaction, and nodded rarely.

It was indeed rare that he approved of Li Feng's approach in front of Director Sun.

"I can slow down, but I can't slow down my work. I need to solve it as soon as possible. You can leave first~!"

Sun Zhiyun saw that his stationmaster had finally recovered his breath, then he stood up and glanced at Li Feng. Knowing that the master and apprentice might have something to talk about, he gestured to Li Feng and then left the office.

"Sit down~!"

Pointing to the sofa next to him, Lao Zheng looked extremely tired and bleak. When Lan Cheng didn't get the news, he was looking forward to it coming soon.

Looking at Li Feng who was sitting obediently on the sofa, he then spoke.

Li Feng had never seen Lao Zheng so amiable before. Two people would only be so polite to each other when they met for the first time.

Looking at the documents one by one, Lao Zheng's mood hit rock bottom. This was the first time Li Feng saw him so depressed.

"As for doing things, just do it with a clear conscience. If you change someone else, maybe they won't do as good as you. At least you dug me out. Do you think you'll feel better if you think this way~!"

"It's because you're here. You did a great job this time. In fact, sometimes, I regret why I didn't just transfer you over here~!"

"Wait a little longer. When your body can no longer hold on, we'll talk again~!" (End of this chapter)