The Bourne Counterattack

Chapter 80 True Record

"Jiajun, keep this room for me. If the guest in the room next to Frank checks out, you can keep it for me."

"Okay, Brother Cheng." Lu Jiajun nodded and agreed.

"You can still pay for the room. You don't have to worry about this. It's in my name."

"No need, Brother Cheng."

"No, you are open for business, so you must collect this money. Besides, I don't have to pay for it, so you don't have to save money for me." Cheng Mo refused.

"Okay, then I'll put it in my name."

"Okay, if anything happens to Frank, just give me a call. The political department of Lao Zha Zha Fang can just contact me directly."

"No problem." Lu Jiajun agreed immediately.

……

Xu Qinghe, who returned to Laozha's capture house, directly applied for the darkroom, then jumped in and worked all afternoon.

Finally, all the film was developed and printed.

"How to act, Lao Xu, has the film been developed?"

"It's finished and waiting to dry. Chengtou, look..." Xu Qinghe pointed at a row of photos hanging on a shelf on a rope.

"How many are there in total?" Cheng Mo looked up and asked.

"Thirty-two or thirty-three, I haven't remembered to count yet." Xu Qinghe chuckled and said, "Chengtou, your photography skills are pretty good, where did you learn them?"

"When I was studying in Japan, I worked as a part-time student in a photo studio." Cheng Mo explained.

"No wonder." Xu Qinghe suddenly said, "Cheng Boss, what is written on this?"

"This is a diary. It writes about what happened after the Japanese army occupied Nanjing." Cheng Mo explained.

"Oh." Xu Qinghe asked in surprise, "There must be some secret in this diary. Chief Cheng, you went to such trouble to take pictures?"

"The Japanese massacred our people in Nanjing. What is recorded in this diary is what he saw and heard. It is completely different from what we read in the newspapers. Do you think this diary is important?"

"What, is such a thing really possible?"

"This is not the first time that the Japanese massacred our people. The Lushun Massacre in the 20th year of Guangxu's reign, the Jinan Massacre in the 17th year of the Republic of China, the Pingdingshan Massacre in the 21st year of the Republic of China, and the recent Jinshanwei, not far away, after the Japanese troops landed , caused the Jinshanwei tragedy, I won’t say anything else.”

"Aren't these bastards afraid of retribution?" Xu Qinghe cursed angrily.

"The Japanese are absolutely not allowed to publish these things in the newspapers. Once exposed, their crimes will be made public in the sun. Do you think anyone will believe their current deception?" Cheng Mo asked in return.

"No wonder Japan is targeting Frank, but how do the Japanese know that he kept this diary?" Xu Qinghe said.

"Perhaps Frank has more visual evidence in his hands, such as secretly taken photos or videos just like us."

"Didn't Boss Cheng enter his room and didn't notice it?"

"If one person hides something, it would be difficult for ten people to find it. Besides, he probably didn't develop and print the photos and carried them directly with him in the form of film negatives..."

"Have you reported this to Inspector Pride?"

"I am the newbie who can make the decision on such a big matter. I have already reported it. Pride asked both of us not to be alarmed and see what Rite will do next, but we must try our best to protect Frank's safety," Cheng Mo said. , "I booked a room at the Central Hotel, and you and I take turns to keep an eye on these three people."

"It's just the two of us, why don't we call in more people?"

"It's not about arresting people. What to do with so many people, it will easily alert the other party." Cheng Mo explained.

"Yes, yes, Boss Cheng, does this count as a tolerance?"

"Yes, you can be reimbursed for eating and other things, but smoking is not allowed. My subordinates will never allow anyone to do this." Cheng Mo reminded.

Xu Qinghe chuckled: "I don't dare to touch those things that can harm others." "We are patrollers, so it's better to keep ourselves safe."

"That's right, that's right." Xu Qinghe quickly agreed.

"You go to the Central Hotel to guard it first, and I'll take care of it here." Cheng Mo ordered, and the photos and negatives were not allowed to pass through anyone else's hands.

"Okay."

If the photos are left to dry naturally, it will take a long time. Ordinary people can naturally wait if they are not in a hurry.

But for a patrol room that mainly focuses on solving crimes, it is necessary to use the photos after they are developed and printed. Therefore, there are special photo drying equipment in the darkroom.

Drying will indeed affect the texture of the photos, but these photos are for work use, not personal collections, so it doesn't matter.

The negative cannot be dried, it has to be dried naturally, but that is very fast, which is different from the photo. The photo may not be dried yet, but the negative has already dried.

Cheng Mo was busy in the darkroom until 8:30 in the evening, and he missed dinner.

Pride had already left work. Even if Cheng Mo wanted to report to him, he would have to wait until tomorrow. Besides, when he went back tonight, he still had two volumes that needed to be developed.

So, I quickly packed my things and went home. Of course, I also took the photos and negatives with me. Even if they were placed in the arresting room, they might not be safe.

He also had to print out a set himself to keep.

The workload at night is quite heavy.

It was already after nine o'clock when I got home. I hurriedly cooked a bowl of noodles and ate them, and then went into the darkroom upstairs to work.

After this busy work, it was almost three or four o'clock in the morning before the photos were developed and printed. Although these photos were taken with a camera, they were still very clear, but Cheng Mo still wanted to get the negatives of the original photos in the future. A clearer set was developed and preserved.

These evidences of crime must be left to future generations to understand. The history of national suffering must be known, and the hatred of the nation must not be forgotten.

He has no drying equipment here, so he can only dry it naturally. Fortunately, only Shen Mo knows about it, and no one else will come here.

After sleeping for two hours, he got up and washed up, then found a breakfast shop to fill up the five internal organs temple, rode his bicycle, and rushed towards Laozha's house.

He went to work at eight o'clock and arrived at half past seven.

It was indeed a bit early today. That was because he had to report the situation to Pride immediately, before he had a meeting with General Inspector York.

"Mr. Pride." When Cheng Mo saw Pride driving into the gate of Laozha Prison, he went to wait at the door of his office.

"Cheng, you came so early!" Pride was surprised.

"I'm just a few minutes ahead of you." Cheng Mo chuckled, "That's why I came to report to you as soon as possible."

"Well, you are really a hard-working person." Pride praised, "Come in, I can only give you ten minutes, and Inspector York will ask me to discuss something later."

"Yes, ten minutes is enough." Cheng Mo already knew Pride's schedule today. After following him into the office, he quickly closed the door.

"Cheng, what do you want to say?"

Cheng Mo took out three of the photos that Xu Qinghe had developed and printed in the darkroom of Laozha Capture Room yesterday and placed them in front of Pride.

When Pride saw the content above, his expression suddenly changed, and he cursed directly: "Shit!"

Then there is a stream of English output, all of which are curse words, and the curse words are naturally Japanese, such as "yellow-skinned monkey", "dwarf dwarf" and pig.

After finally waiting for Pride to calm down, he said, "Cheng, is this what was recorded in the diary of Chicago News reporter Frank?"

"Yes, Mr. Pride, it is really difficult to implement. These Japanese soldiers are completely like civilized people. How could they do such a thing!" Cheng Mo was also extremely angry. He is Chinese and this position is No problem at all.

"These are really a group of barbarians!" Pride said. The British had intelligence sources. As soon as he read the contents of the diary, he already believed the authenticity of what was written above.

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