sinovels Chapter 775 Microfilm
Chapter 775 Microfilm
Chapter 775 Microfilm
In the luggage of the fake disabled person, apart from the money order of [-] yuan lost by Zhang Xingjian just now, there are many other things.
There are six cowhide wallets alone, as well as tobacco, alcohol, groceries, and all kinds of stolen goods.
In this age of scarcity, almost everything is worth something and can be sold.
But what Du Fei cares most about is not these things, but a very small microfilm.
This kind of microfilm, which is less than a quarter of the size of the normal delivery roll, is obviously not for normal people to use.
This made Du Fei immediately think of spies!
Of course, it's not that the thief is a spy, but that this guy stole something from a spy on this train!
Thinking of this, Du Fei reached out to pick up the microfilm.
The marshal on the side quickly said: "Hey! Comrade, these are all evidence, don't move them casually!"
With a blank expression on his face, Du Fei took out a small red book from his pocket.
This was given by Zhu's father before this trip. He and Zhu Ting are one of them, and their positions are very high.
It's only temporary, and you have to take it back when you come back from Xiangjiang.
The three marshals were all taken aback when they saw it.
After the inspection, he immediately stood at attention and saluted, saying "Hello, Chief!"
Return the documents with respectful hands.
Du Fei nodded, and reached out to pick up the microfilm.
He didn't know much about this kind of thing. He went to a photo studio when he was very young before time travel.
After adulthood, mobile phone photography became popular.
The only time I used a film camera was when I was in college, traveling near the school and borrowing a point-and-shoot camera from my classmates.
The result is really a 'fool'!
Because I hadn’t used it before, there was no card owner when I loaded the film, so I took more than 30 photos, and the film in the camera didn’t move at all, and all of them were reflected on the first negative.
Since that time, Du Fei has been brooding over film cameras.
I didn't expect to see this kind of thing again after so many years.
Du Fei didn't dare to move the film when he got it. This kind of film would be broken as soon as it was exposed. He planned to go back and ask Zhu Ting to see if she understood.
Turning to the marshal and asked: "Where did you arrest that person just now?"
The old marshal headed by him immediately replied: "Shut up in the single room at the rear of the car."
The young policeman on the other side suddenly realized that it was no wonder the prisoner was found so quickly. It turned out to be the head of the higher-level unit!
Quickly took Du Fei to the place where the thief was locked up.
Another young police officer stood guard here, ready to hand over the man to the local railway police at the next station.
When Du Fei entered, the thief was dejected and handcuffed under the coffee table.
There is a very strong iron pillar under the coffee table, and it prevents him from sitting on the bunk, but can only squat under the small coffee table.
Seeing Du Fei coming in, the thief took a look and said nothing.
A dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.
Du Fei didn't talk nonsense with him, and directly took out the microfilm and asked, "What is this? Where did it come from?"
The thief glanced at it, then turned his head away: "I don't know, I'm a good person, I'm not a cripple at all, and I haven't stolen anything before."
Du Fei snorted: "I don't care if you are a thief or not, that is the responsibility of the police."
The man was taken aback for a moment, he thought Du Fei was also a police officer, but he was not!
Du Fei said lightly: "If you refuse to say where it came from, then I can only assume that it is yours, and from this I can conclude that you are a spy sent by the enemy."
When the thief heard this, his hair exploded immediately, and with a "bang", he tried to stand up but slammed into the coffee table hard.
The pain made him gasp, but he hurriedly shouted: "No, the government, the government! I'm just a petty thief, but I've never done something like that to lose my head! The government..."
Du Fei said with a half-smile, "Never done it?"
"I have never done it! I have never done it!" The thief swears and swears.
Du Fei asked the original question again: "Where did this film come from?"
This time the boy was honest, swallowed, and thought carefully: "This... this is from the third carriage, and it is put in a leather-made leather bag..."
"Three carriages?" Du Fei frowned, then carefully asked about the seat, and immediately called three police officers to untie the thief to identify him.
However, in the third carriage, an old lady in her 60s sat in the position identified by the thief.
When I asked the people nearby, the people who were sitting here had already got off the car.
I originally said I was going to Hefei, but for some reason, I left suddenly.
In fact, Du Fei could also guess the result.
After all, according to the thief's account, he has been stealing this man's bag for a short time.
If that person was really a spy, he would have been guilty of being a thief, but at this moment he suddenly found that his pocket was gone, he must be startled.
If it was Du Fei, he would immediately find the nearest train station and get off.
When Du Fei returned to the soft sleeper box, it was almost two hours later.
Zhu Ting had been waiting anxiously for a long time. As soon as she came in, she asked, "What's going on? Why have you been here for so long?"
Du Fei briefly explained the situation.
Immediately, she took out the microfilm, put it in front of Zhu Ting and asked, "Do you know this thing?"
Zhu Ting glanced at it, frowned and said, "The film? Why is it so small?"
Du Fei said, "It should be for a miniature camera."
Zhu Ting reacted quickly and exclaimed in surprise, "It's a spy!"
Du Fei nodded.
Zhu Ting hurriedly asked, "Where are people?"
Du Fei shook his head and said that he ran away early, then asked again: "Can you handle this thing?"
Zhu Ting looked at the microfilm: "It shouldn't be a problem~ I can develop the film of ordinary cameras. This should also be a principle."
As he spoke, he took a look at the microfilm, and carefully pulled out a section from the film box with his hands.
Then with a "huh" sound, a longer length was pulled out from the inside.
Du Fei was taken aback by her, and then he realized that the film had been developed and there was no exposure problem.
This made him secretly relieved.
Immediately took the film from Zhu Ting, held it up in front of her eyes and looked at the bright light from the window.
Sure enough, the photos on the negatives of the film were not normal portraits, but a large number of paper documents, some with red heads, some printed, and some handwritten.
It can now be concluded that the owner of this film is a spy.
However, these negatives are really too small, not much bigger than a fingernail. Du Fei can only look at the general idea, but can't determine the specific content.
Can't help but make him a little disappointed.
I simply put the film away, thinking about waiting until Jiangxi, and handing over the film to the relevant departments there, and let them take over for investigation.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door suddenly.
Du Fei asked "who"?
"Hello chief, there is something new here!" The voice of the old marshal came from outside.
Du Fei answered and opened the door.
I saw the old marshal carrying a blue cloth bag.
The old marshal handed the bag to Du Fei, and explained: "Chief, that kid threw all the things he thought were useless into the trash can. We checked it just now and thought it might be useful to you."
Du Fei took the bag and opened it to take a look inside.
Inside were two notebooks wrapped in plastic, and some miscellaneous things, which should be certificates and letters of introduction.
Du Fei said "thank you" and sent the old policeman away.
After closing the door, Zhu Ting came over and asked, "What is it?"
Du Fei asked her to clean up the small tea table in the box, and take out the things inside and put it on the table.
First, there are two blue notebooks, and then there are documents.
Putting it on the coffee table, Zhu Ting picked it up and looked through it. There were police, military, and several household registration books with different names.
Then there is the letter of introduction. The letters of introduction issued by different units are all blank, but they are stamped with official seals.
Some went to Shanghai, some went to Yangzhou, some went to Hangzhou...
Du Fei didn't care too much about these things. After taking them all out, he picked up a notebook first.
After flipping through it roughly, more than half of the book has been written.
But there is not much content on each page, and there are four sets of passwords.
Zhu Ting picked up another notebook and opened it. It was exactly the same as this one, and it was also a password.
Without a cipher book, there is no way to translate it.
This disappointed Du Fei and Zhu Ting, but it was definitely the spy's stuff, but unfortunately it was of no use.
It can only be handed back to the relevant departments to see if they can crack it.
Du Fei closed the notebook, intending to put it back.
But at this moment, Zhu Ting suddenly let out a "huh".
Du Fei asked "what's the matter"?
"Look!" Zhu Ting handed over the notebook.
Du Fei's eyes focused, and it turned out that in the middle of this notebook, there was a page with dozens of names written on it!
Du Fei and Zhu Ting looked at each other, feeling a little excited.
What list is this?has no meaning?
In an instant, various thoughts flooded out of his mind.
Du Fei took the list and checked it carefully with Zhu Ting from beginning to end to see if he could find anyone he knew from it.
A few minutes later, Zhu Ting shook her head, expressing that she didn't know anyone.
Du Fei hesitated, frowning and staring at one of the names—Ran Zhicun!
Seeing this name, Du Fei couldn't help but think of Teacher Ran.
The surname Ran is not very big, and there are not many people with the surname Ran in life.
Anyway, apart from Teacher Ran, Du Fei never met anyone else named Ran.
Who is this Ran Zhicun?Will it be related to Teacher Ran?
Teacher Ran's parents were arrested before, could it have something to do with this?
Also, what happened to Teacher Ran's sudden disappearance after Mr. Men was killed?
Through this name, Du Fei connected these situations together, and he felt more and more that it was not simple.
Unfortunately, on the train, there was no way to verify the origin of Ran Zhicun.
Zhu Ting saw Du Fei pondering and didn't dare to disturb him.
After waiting for a while, he asked, "What's the matter? Did you find anything?"
Du Fei shook his head and said, "It's not really a discovery, let's talk about it later~"
Zhu Ting didn't ask any further questions. Now their top priority is to go south to Xiangjiang, and everything else is trivial.
In the evening, Yang Shu and Zhang Xingjian came over again, and they were even more grateful to Du Fei.
Thanks to Du Fei this time, Zhang Xingjian has repeatedly invited him, and he must go to Quanjude to thank him when he returns to the capital.
(End of this chapter)