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The matter of identifying one's identity by accent sounds abstruse, but in fact it is not difficult as long as one thinks about it carefully, and Lu Ming has an absolute right to speak about it.

Before he went to study in the United States, he learned English very fluently, but when he arrived in the United States, he immediately discovered that he had a strong accent when talking with others.

In order to eliminate his accent, he paid a lot of money to hire an announcer from a radio station to correct it for him. After correcting it word by word for more than a year, he was finally able to speak English without any accent.

Now Lu Ming's spoken language has reached the level of an announcer. If you don't look at his face, but just listen to his voice, you will never think that he is an Asian.

Since then, Lu Ming has paid attention to accents, and he has heard almost all kinds of accents from people from all over the country in Shanghai in these years.

As long as he speaks a dozen words to a person, he can make a basic judgment based on the person's accent, whether the person left his hometown after he became an adult.

If a person's accent is impure, he can even tell at what age the person left his hometown, how old or in his teens, and where he stayed for a few years.

Lu Ming doesn't think that he is the only one in Shanghai who has this kind of ability. Although he usually looks down on the police in Shanghai, since being a policeman in Greater Shanghai is not for nothing, each has his own tricks.

Lu Ming was worried that things would play out according to the following script, and if it did, it would cause a series of troubles.

After Weng Bailing became suspicious of An Yi, he would call the two policemen for questioning, and soon he would learn about An Yi's origin, and then send the photos to the Fuxing Society Wuhan branch, and the matter would get out of control .

It is not difficult for the Wuhan branch of the Fuxing Society to track down An Yi's details, as long as she takes her photo to various girls' middle schools and girls' normal schools, and compares it with her student status files one by one to ensure that she can find out An Yi's basic information.

It was even possible to find out whether An Yi had participated in the activities of the Communist Party's underground organization based on An Yi's situation when she was studying at school.

Lu Ming was a bit regretful, he forgot one thing when he took An Yi away from the Sixth Division yesterday, a very crucial thing, he forgot to take all the photos with him.

Whenever the police station arrests someone, if they feel suspicious, the first thing they do is to take pictures, and then record a statement. Only with these basic information can they file a case.

In other words, the police station must have photos of An Yi, and these photos are like a rope to An Yi.

Lu Ming thought, would it be too late to recover the negatives and photos now?It's hard to say, it all depends on the degree of Weng Bailing's doubts about this matter.

If Weng Bailing had a good sense of smell, he might have sent someone to the Sixth Branch to retrieve the photos.

It's also possible that Weng Bailing couldn't take immediate action because Lu Ming had just gone to take away the person.

But even if Lu Ming recovers the negatives and photos, it doesn't mean it's safe. As long as Weng Bailing is willing to send someone to watch outside Wan Guo's apartment, it's not difficult to achieve his goal.

It's impossible for An Yi not to go out, as long as she goes out, it's easy to take a few photos of her.

Lu Ming couldn't stop Weng Bailing from doing this, not to mention that he didn't have the power to forcibly stop him, even if he had the power to do so, it would be self-defeating and counterproductive, and would only deepen An Yi's doubts.

Lu Ming can only try his best to remedy it now, taking every step counts.

He asked An Gonggen to keep an eye on Weng Bailing, just to know Weng Bailing's dynamics, what he would do next, and then see what happens.

In less than half an hour, the administrator below called and said that someone had delivered something to him.

Lu Ming went downstairs and saw a policeman standing in front of the counter, and the administrator stopped him from going upstairs.

"Master Lu, this man said he was giving you something, but I told him to put it down, but he refused." The administrator said thanks.

"Thank you, he did give me something." Lu Ming laughed.

"Master Lu, I have sent you the negatives and photos by the director's order, please check and accept them."

The policeman handed Lu Ming a brown paper bag.

Lu Ming opened the paper bag and saw that it was indeed An Yi's photo, and there was a roll of film. He took out the film and looked at it in the sunlight. It was indeed An Yi's photo.

"Excuse me, go back and thank Director Xiao for me, and say that I will ask him for a drink someday." Lu Ming patted the policeman on the shoulder and smiled.

"I will definitely bring the words with me." The policeman turned around and left after saluting, which was neat and tidy.

Lu Ming looked at his back, and felt that this young man was a talent, and it was a bit of a shame to stay in the sixth branch and deal with some gangsters all day long.

He thought so, and so did the policeman.

The policeman who came to deliver the things was Director Xiao's nephew Xiao Chu. Although he entered the police station successfully as an uncle, staying in the sixth precinct made him feel like a bird with tied wings.

Because of this, when the Fuxing Society found him and asked him to be an informant for the Fuxing Society, and promised that he would be transferred to the Fuxing Society if he did a good job in the future, he readily agreed.

After Xiao Chu walked out of Wanguo Apartment, he rode on a bicycle, but he did not return to the Sixth Branch immediately, but found a public phone and called Weng Bailing of the Fuxing Society.

He first reported his family name, then talked about what happened today and his doubts.

Originally, Weng Bailing just had some doubts in his heart, and didn't want to do anything right away. After all, he was not at the scene and had never seen An Yi, so he didn't experience it personally.

But after hearing Xiao Chu's words, Weng Bailing's suspicion suddenly rose, and he felt an inexplicable excitement.

"His grandma, isn't this a proper communist party? You actually let her go." Weng Bailing reprimanded loudly on the phone.

"Station Master, it's not our fault. Young Master Lu came to ask for someone in person, how dare we not let him go." Xiao Chu said.

Weng Bailing paused for a moment, then asked again: "Are you the informant from the Sixth Bureau? Why didn't you report directly to me at that time?"

"At that time, I was just a little skeptical. I was not sure, so I didn't dare to bother the station master. Today, Master Lu called again to ask for negatives and all the photos, so I felt that this matter was a bit strange." Xiao Chu confessed his thoughts.

"You mean that Lu Ming called your bureau chief himself, asking for the negatives and all the photos?" Weng Bailing noticed this keenly.

"Yes, but I was more careful and kept one." Xiao Chu said.

"Okay, you've done a good job, you go to Balixiang Tea House right now, ask for a box and wait for me, I'll be there in a while." Weng Bailing laughed loudly.

"Director, is this considered meritorious service?" Xiao Chu asked with a smile.

"Boy, you've done a great job. If this is done, I'll transfer you to the Fuxing Society." The sound of Weng Bailing slapping the table could be clearly heard on the phone.

Putting down the phone, Weng Bailing immediately asked the adjutant to adjust the car, then got dressed and went downstairs, and hurried into a Chevrolet.

After getting in the car, Weng Bailing ordered loudly: "Go to Balixiang Teahouse!"

A Dodge car parked outside the Fuxingshe building immediately started, and An Gonggen, who was disguised, drove up and followed.

Weng Bailing didn't expect that someone would watch him. In Shanghai, he was the only one to watch others. Who would dare to watch the Fuxingshe stationmaster? Don't they want their heads?

The Chevrolet drove directly to the Balixiang teahouse. Weng Bailing got out of the car and walked quickly into the teahouse, not noticing a car parked not far away.

An Gonggen waited for Weng Bailing to enter the teahouse before slowly entering.

When he walked to Weng Bailing's car, he glanced at it and saw that the driver had put down the seat, was lying on his back on the seat, with his legs crossed on the front dashboard, and was listening to the Beijing opera broadcast on the radio The verse was humming fascinatedly.

After An Gonggen entered the teahouse, he came to the counter first, and then asked the shopkeeper: "What box is the gentleman who came in just now?"

The shopkeeper had seen this kind of thing a lot, so he covered Dayang with one hand and his mouth with the other hand and said, "Box No. [-]."

"Well, I want box No. [-], and a pot of Longjing." An Gonggen said and went upstairs.

"Okay, I'll send it to you right away." The shopkeeper shouted loudly.

But this pot of Longjing tea will definitely not be sent up, because the shopkeeper knows that this guest doesn't want anyone to disturb him, but tea money is naturally indispensable.

An Gonggen entered the No. [-] box, immediately locked the door from the inside, put his ear on the wooden board of the partition wall, and faintly heard the low voice of the neighbor next door.

He picked up the teacup on the table and put it on the thin wall, then put it on his ear, and this time he could hear clearly.