Dai Li and Weng Bailing were both in a trance. It was a very bad feeling, a little dizzy, and mixed with a hint of fear.
Especially Weng Bailing, his body was already stiff, and he knew exactly what he had done.
It was rare for Dai Li to experience such panic. He owed Lu Ming a debt in his heart. He was the mastermind and planner when Ning Xiner was kidnapped.
The only thing that can comfort Dai Li is that everything he did to Lu Ming was to fulfill his duties for the party and the country and had no personal grudges.
Both of them touched their waists out of habit, but to no avail. Only then did they realize that they had already handed over their guns when they entered the intelligence office building.
This is the rule of the Secret Intelligence Service. All visitors must hand over their guns. The personal safety of the visitors is solely responsible for the Secret Intelligence Service.
An embarrassed smile appeared on Dai Li's face and he looked at Lu Ming, hoping that his secret had not been leaked.
If Lu Ming could not remain calm and rational at this moment, he and Weng Bailing would be in danger, and they might not be able to leave the building alive.
Of course Lu Ming is a very rational person, but once he gets angry, it's hard to tell. Everyone has seen what it looks like.
It was almost unimaginable that Lu Ming single-handedly entered the Japanese Concession and killed Ozawa Seigoro, Yu Ying'er and two other senior Manchurian Railway agents.
The Japanese side did not publicize this matter, but it spread in the society afterward. Dai Li could not sleep well for several nights after knowing the details, for fear that Lu Ming would come to Nanjing to settle the score with him.
Time passed slowly, and Lu Ming had no intention of pursuing the matter anymore. Dai Li finally relaxed and felt that he should have passed the test.
So what's going on today?
Lu Ming found a high-sounding reason to trick him from Nanjing to Shanghai. He never mentioned the cooperation with the United States to train agents, but instead moved a large wooden box from the FBI in a pretentious manner.
Is Lu Ming really just trying to solve Du Juan's kidnapping today, or does he have other plans to settle Ning Xiner's account together?
But Lu Ming didn't mention Ning Xiner at all, so it shouldn't involve old scores. This means that people in the Ming Dynasty should not do secret things.
Thinking of this, Dai Li felt a little more at ease. Du Juan's matter had nothing to do with him directly. He didn't know about it beforehand and didn't ask about it afterwards. Now he can just pretend to be deaf and dumb.
Dai Li looked at Weng Bailing, who was embarrassed and nervous, and his facial muscles were beating constantly. He knew that this guy must have something on his mind, and he might not be able to pass today's test.
You can think of it with your heels. Lu Ming must have done enough homework to come up with what he did today. This is obviously the rhythm of the closing operation.
From the corner of his eye, Weng Bailing noticed Dai Li's gloomy gaze, so he had no choice but to calm down and settle on the idea of "it's a blessing, not a curse, it's a curse that can't be avoided". Dai Li would not ignore seeing him encounter a "vicious hand"
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Weng Bailing managed to calm himself down, but the muscles on his face could not suppress the nervous spasms.
At this time, Huang Yanning took out a small box from the wooden box, which was also sealed. Then he opened the small box and took out a telephone from inside.
"Stationmaster Weng, do you recognize this telephone?" Lu Ming asked with a smile.
"Of course I know him. This is the telephone in Commander Lu's old office." Weng Bailing said quietly with a sigh of relief.
All the telephones in Shanghai Station were purchased together. Only the telephones in two offices were gold-plated. One was on Lu Ming's original desk, and the other was on Weng Bailing's current desk. He was very familiar with it.
"After the last accident, I disassembled this telephone and took it away. Does Station Manager Weng know what I wanted to do?" Lu Ming asked.
"I know, didn't you say you wanted to collect fingerprints?" Weng Bailing said, suppressing his panic.
"I didn't collect fingerprints myself or ask someone to collect them. There was no way. Our technology in collecting fingerprints was not up to standard, so I consigned the phone to the FBI laboratory in the United States and asked them to collect fingerprints." Lu Ming explained.
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At this time, Huang Yanning took out another box from the small box, which was also sealed. When he opened it, it turned out to be a white porcelain tea cup. This high-end porcelain cup is exclusively used in the conference room of Shanghai Station.
"Stationmaster Weng, this teacup is what you use to drink tea. It has your fingerprints on it. I also sent it to the FBI laboratory and asked them to collect the fingerprints and compare them." Lu Ming said with a smile.
Weng Bailing was stunned. He didn't expect Lu Ming to do this. He was at a loss and hurriedly looked at Dai Li, hoping that Dai Li could say something to him and stop Lu Ming from continuing to display physical evidence.
But Weng Bailing was disappointed. Dai Li just sat firmly on the sofa, staring at the phone and the teacup without saying a word.
Dai Li's mind was also spinning rapidly. He kept guessing what Lu Ming was going to do, and he couldn't care less about the distress signal sent by Weng Bailing.
At this moment, Dai Li completely understood and was basically certain that what Lu Ming did was only aimed at Weng Bailing and had nothing to do with him.
"Sir Lu, how do I know you didn't just get a cup from somewhere and pretend to be the cup from which I drank tea?" Weng Bailing said.
"You're right. How can I be sure this is the cup you drank tea from? Look at this."
Lu Ming said as he took out a piece of paper with a clear fingerprint on it.
"If you have any doubts, please press your fingerprints on another piece of paper. Just one comparison will tell whether they are yours. In fact, the ancestors of fingerprint comparison are us Chinese, and we Chinese have been around since...
The uniqueness of fingerprints has been known for more than a thousand years, so fingerprints must be left on all documents for identification. However, with the development of criminal investigation technology, our fingerprint comparison technology has been stagnant and seems to be a bit behind.
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Lu Ming said, took out two pieces of white paper and a box of ink pads, put them on the table, and made an invitation gesture.
"Stationmaster Weng, please."
Weng Bailing panicked. Of course he couldn't cooperate with Lu Ming. Leaving his fingerprints at this moment would be tantamount to throwing himself into a trap.
Lu Ming seemed to have guessed what the other person was thinking. He opened the lid of the ink pad, pressed the ink pad with his right thumb, and then pressed it on the paper, leaving his fingerprints.
That means, I leave my fingerprints first, and I ask you to leave them too. This is fair, right?
Although everything Lu Ming did was a waste of thought, it was reasonable and there was nothing to criticize about. As long as a person is not guilty, there is nothing to be afraid of leaving a fingerprint.
Weng Bailing was struggling in his heart, and his lips were trembling: "Lu...sir, why are you...so...treating...me, you are...wanting to frame...them, and frame me."
Lu Ming ignored him and took out another piece of paper with a clear fingerprint on it, and then said, "This is the fingerprint collected from this phone."
Then he took out another piece of paper and said: "This is a fingerprint comparison certificate made by the FBI laboratory. It proves that the fingerprints on the tea cup are completely consistent with the fingerprints on this phone. That means that on my phone that day
The person who made the so-called report phone number in the office is the one who held this teacup."
After speaking, he handed all three pieces of paper to Dai Li.
Dai Li carefully looked at the two fingerprints, as well as the English identification certificate, with a Chinese translation attached below. Finally, there was the autograph of the laboratory director.
"Even if I made the report phone number, so what! What can you do to me!" Weng Bailing suddenly screamed wildly.
"Stationmaster Weng, I'm just stating a fact. Why are you excited? You're right to ask. I can't do anything to you, but I don't know what the committee will do to you." Lu Ming said calmly.
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"Dujuan is a Communist. Everyone knows this. Others are afraid of you and dare not offend you, so they did not arrest her. It is my responsibility to report the Communist Party to the police authorities, and I will report it."
Well, what do you say?" Weng Bailing stopped making excuses and directly admitted that he made the call.
Dai Li sighed, Weng Bailing was really a pile of mud that couldn't stand up to the wall. At this critical moment, the only way out was to firmly deny it, rather than to admit it. This is the basic quality of an agent.
Of course, it is difficult to deny in the face of ironclad evidence, but playing rogue is also a skill that must be mastered.
Dai Li could see that Weng Bailing was no match for Lu Ming. The gap in IQ between the two was too big.
"Whether Du Juan is a Communist Party member or not is not said for now, or it can be dealt with in another case. But she is a Chinese citizen. As the head of the Shanghai Station of the Military Investigation Bureau, you actually conspired with the Japanese Kwantung Army's secret service to kidnap and hijack
Chinese citizens, what kind of behavior is this? This is betrayal and treason." Lu Ming said sharply.
"Ah, colluding with the Kwantung Army's secret service?!" Dai Li suddenly asked as if he had just woken up from a dream.
"I didn't, you are talking nonsense, you are trying to inflict a crime..." Weng Bailing shouted hysterically, as if the end was coming.
"Yunong, you also heard what Yoshiko Kawashima said. The mastermind behind the kidnapping of Du Juan this time was Dohihara, the head of the Japanese Kwantung Army's secret service. Those who cooperated with them in Shanghai were Weng Bailing, Director Shao of the Third Branch, and him.
Of course, there may be more people involved in the two police officers under his command, Xie Dong and Han Changping, so Station Chief Weng needs to explain them one by one," Lu Ming said.
"Then why didn't the Japanese kidnap them directly, but instead did it with the help of stationmaster Weng and the Shanghai Police Department?" Dai Li frowned.
It was not that he wanted to defend Weng Bailing, but he really had a question rolling in his heart. It was not the habit of Japanese agents to handle things like this.