CHAPTER 80.

“Jiajun, keep this room for me, and if, Frank’s guest in the room next door checks out, keep it for me.”

“Okay, Big Brother Cheng.” Lu Jiajun nodded his head and agreed.

“You pay for the room as usual, you don’t have to worry about this, put it under my name.”

“No need, Big Brother Cheng.”

“No, you are open for business, this money must be collected, furthermore, it’s not like I have to pay this, you don’t have to save money for me.” Cheng Mo refused.

“Good, then I’ll give just put it on my name.”

“Okay, that Frank if there is any situation, give me a call, the old gate catchers political unit will just look for me directly.”

“No problem.” Lu Jiajun agreed in one gulp.

Xu Qinghe, who had returned to the Old Gates Capture Room, directly applied for the darkroom, and then dove headfirst into it, working for an afternoon.

Finally, the film was all developed and printed.

“How’s the act, Old Xu, is the film washed out?”

“It’s finished, it’s waiting to dry, Cheng head, look at …… it,” Xu Qinghe said, pointing to the row of photos hanging on the rack on the rope.

“How many in total?” Cheng Mo asked as he looked up.

“Thirty-two or thirty-three of them, I haven’t come to remember to count them yet.” Xu Qinghe hemmed and hawed and said, “Cheng Tou, you’re good at taking pictures, where did you learn?”

“I learned it by working hard at a photo studio when I was studying in Japan.” Cheng Mo explained.

“No wonder.” Xu Qinghe let out a sudden cry, “Chief Cheng, what’s written on this?”

“It’s a diary, written about what the Japanese army saw after they occupied Nanking.” Cheng Mo explained.

“Oh.” Xu Qinghe asked in surprise, “Could it be that there’s some secret inside this diary that you went to the trouble of photographing it, Cheng leader?”

“The Japanese massacred my people in Nanking, what is recorded in this diary is what he saw and heard, it’s completely different from what we read in the newspaper, do you think, is this diary important?”

“What, is there really such a thing?”

“It’s not the first time that the Japanese have massacred our people, the Lushun Massacre in the twentieth year of Guangxu, the Jinan Massacre in the seventeenth year of the Republic of China, the Pingdingshan Tragedy in the twenty-first year of the Republic of China, and not far away from Jinshanwei recently, the Japanese army made the Jinshanwei Tragedy after they landed, and I won’t talk about the others.”

“This bunch of son of a bitch animals, aren’t they afraid of retribution?” Xu Qinghe angrily cursed.

“These things the Japanese are absolutely not allowed to be in the newspaper, once they are exposed, then their crimes are published in the sunlight, do you think that there will still be people who believe in their current set of deception?” Cheng Mo asked a rhetorical question.

“No wonder the Japanese special forces are eyeing this Frank, but how did the Japanese know that he kept this diary?” Xu Qinghe said.

“Perhaps there is more visual evidence in Frank’s hands, such as just like us, stolen photos or movies or something like that.”

“Didn’t Head Cheng go into his room and didn’t find it?”

“It’s hard for ten people to find when one person hides something, not to mention that he most likely didn’t have the photos developed and printed, and directly carried them around in the form of film negatives ……”

“Have you reported this to Inspector Pryde?”

“Such a big matter, I a newcomer can make the decision, long ago reported, Pryde let both of us do not alarm, to see what Rieter next to do, but try to protect the safety of this Frank.” Cheng Mo said, “I’ve got a room at the Central Inn, you and I will take turns switching shifts and keep an eye on these three.”

“Just the two of us? Don’t you need more manpower?”

“It’s not like we’re arresting someone, why do we need so many people, it’s easier to alert the other side.” Cheng Mo explained.

“Right, right, Boss Cheng, this counts as a business trip, right?”

“Right, meals and stuff can be reimbursed, but smoking big cigarettes is not allowed, my men will never allow anyone to dip into this.” Cheng Mo gave a reminder.

Xu Qinghe laughed, “That harmful thing, I wouldn’t dare to touch it.” “It’s better for us as inspectors to keep our hands clean.”

“That’s right, that’s right.” Xu Qinghe hastily echoed.

“You go to the Central Hostel first to keep watch, I’ll clean up here.” Cheng Mo commanded, the photos and negatives were not to be allowed to pass through any hands.

“Okay.”

If the photos were to dry naturally, it would take a long time, and this ordinary people could naturally wait if they weren’t in a hurry.

However, for the patrol room that mainly solved cases, the photos were washed and printed, and had to be used, so there were special photo drying equipment in the darkroom.

Drying does affect the texture of the photo, but such photos are work purposes, not personal collection, so it does not matter.

Negatives can’t be dried, they have to be dried naturally, but that’s fast, it’s a different thing from photos, maybe the photos haven’t been dried yet, the negatives are already dry.

Cheng Mo was busy in the darkroom until 8:30 p.m. and missed dinner.

Pryde had long since gotten off work, so even if Cheng Mo wanted to find him to report, he could only wait until tomorrow. Besides, he went back tonight, and there were still two volumes that needed to be developed and printed.

So, hurry to pack up things to go home, of course, also took the photos and negatives, even if placed in the capture room is not necessarily safe.

He still had a set to be developed and printed for himself to keep.

The evening’s workload was quite heavy.

Back home is already after nine o’clock, hastily cooked a bowl of noodles to eat, and then, into the dark room upstairs work.

This pass busy down, almost three or four o’clock in the morning, only to count the photo printing out, these photos although it is with a camera topography, but still very clear, but Cheng Mo still want to get the original photo of the negatives in the future, printing a set of more clear to stay down.

These criminal evidence is to be left for future generations to understand, the history of national suffering must not be unaware of, the national hatred is even more unforgettable.

He does not have drying equipment here, it can only be dried naturally, the good thing is that only Shen Mo knows here, and others will not come over.

After sleeping for two hours, he got up and washed up, and then found a breakfast store to fill up the five organs, rode a bicycle, and flew towards the old gate arrest house.

Work started at eight o’clock, and he was there at seven-thirty.

It did seem a little early in the day, and that was because, he had to get to Pryde first thing to report on the situation, and had to get ahead of his meeting with Chief Inspector York.

“Mr. Pryde.” When Cheng Mo saw Pryde drive through the gate of the old gate trap house, he went ahead and waited in front of his office.

“Cheng, you’re here early!” Pryde gave a surprised cry.

“I’m just a few minutes slightly earlier than you.” Cheng Mo hemmed and hawed, “That’s why I came first to report to you.”

“Well, you are truly a serious worker.” Pryde quipped, “Come in, I can only give you ten minutes, Chief Inspector York has an appointment to talk about things later.”

“Yes, ten minutes is enough.” Cheng Mo had long understood clearly Pryde’s schedule today, and after following him into the office, he quickly brought the door of the room with him.

“Cheng, what do you want to talk about?”

Cheng Mo took out three of the photos that Xu Qinghe had washed and printed yesterday in the darkroom of the Old Gate Trap Room and placed them in front of Pryde.

As soon as Pryde took a look at the content on them, his face changed vigorously and he directly cursed, “SHIT!”

Then there was a flurry of English output, all of which were curses, naturally cursing the Japanese, such as “yellow monkey”, “short-footed midgets” and swine and other words.

It was hard to wait for Pryde to settle down, “Ching, is this what was recorded in the journal of Frank, the reporter of the Chicago News?”

“Yes, Mr. Pryde, it’s really hard to execute, these Japanese soldiers are completely like civilized people, how could they do such a thing!” Cheng Mo was also extraordinarily angry, he was a Chinese, and this position was completely unproblematic.

“This is really a bunch of barbarians!” Pryde said, the British had intelligence sources, as soon as he read the contents of this diary, he already believed in the authenticity of what was written on it.

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