above the point of the knife

Chapter 93 The Film in the Bullet
Seemingly knowing that she had been found stealing small dried fish, when Lucy saw that it was Zhou Sen, she immediately put away the fierceness in her eyes.

It quickly got into Zhou Sen's arms, rubbed it against his chest to please him, and meowed, as if begging him, don't take away the little dried fish it hid!
"Okay, Lucy, your dried fish is here, let's go out." Zhou Sen looked at the cat's nest, carried Lucy out of the attic, and locked the door again.

Go back to your own bedroom.

Lying on the bed, Zhou Sen brought the bullet he found in the cat nest to his eyes, and looked at it carefully. It was no different from the pistol bullets he usually saw, but the processing seemed to be rougher than the pistol bullets he saw. ... (Lao Maozi's bullet processing technology is indeed much worse than that of Europe and the United States)
Upon discovering this, Zhou Sen also remembered that his own gun used almost the same caliber of ammunition.

His gun is a Browning M1910, commonly known as Huakou Luzi. This gun is relatively small and equipped with a 7.65mm Mauser pistol. It is a product of the Belgian FN company and is a classic gun.

The police in this ice city, the Manchurian police are basically equipped with Mauser pistols, and the Japanese police are basically equipped with "crap boxes", which are imitated German Luger pistols.

Then senior policemen and Japanese army officers, who preferred Browning pistols, Zhou Sen was a man of aesthetic accomplishment.

Naturally, I prefer the Browning pistol with more powerful lines. It looks better and is more comfortable to hold in the hand. Therefore, I bought one at my own expense, and then filed it at the police station. The standard distribution gun issued to him. (In fact, it is optional. You can choose M1910 if you spend money. If you don’t spend money, you can use whatever gun is equipped with you.)

You can choose the gun yourself, but you don't need to buy the ammunition yourself. This police station can provide it. However, except for the shooting range, he can't spend many rounds of ammunition after a year.

He keeps this gun on his body to scare people. He doesn't even want to take this gun on the street. If it is not done well, it is not dangerous if it is not worn, but it will be dangerous if it is worn.

Except for regular maintenance, he rarely carries a gun on duty.

Take your own gun, withdraw the magazine, take out one of the bullets, and put it under the light for comparison.

There are still subtle differences, although the two pistol bullets are similar, but there are still some subtle differences in size.

It's not easy to notice without comparing it.

He weighed the two bullets in his hand, and it seemed that the bullet he retrieved from the cat's nest was lighter.

His Tokarev 1926 pistol uses a 6.35mm pistol cartridge, which is different from this one.

That gun was originally a hidden danger, but now it seems to be nothing. Father Anthony can send hidden spies into the territory of Soviet Russia. Is it strange to have a Cheka self-defense pistol?

Father Anthony would not put a bullet in the cat's litter for no reason. Although it was not well hidden, no one would have thought of it.

Not only is it dark under the lights, but it also makes a thorough understanding of people's psychology.

If you want to know whether there is something hidden in the bullets that Papa Anthony hid, there is only one way, and you will know when the bullets are unloaded.

Just do it.

Zhou Sen found pliers and tweezers. Of course, for safety's sake, he also found a mask and gloves. What if the bullet wasn't for him?

When everything was ready to continue, Zhou Sen clamped the bullet with pliers and twisted it hard, but it was not very tight.

After twisting it back and forth a few times, the bullet loosened and it was taken off directly.

There were no unexpected surprises.

Zhou Sen took off his mask, and actually put the shell case under the lamp to have a closer look. It was obvious that it was not compacted gunpowder.

It is a black roll, layer by layer, very dense, and it is definitely impossible to take it out directly by hand.

You have to use tweezers.

Zhou Sen carefully held one head with tweezers, and slowly took it out. It was a film, and a layer of waterproof oil paper was applied on the outside, which was very thin.

Open it and unfold it slowly, it turned out to be a roll of microfilm about ten centimeters long.

This must be the kind of miniature camera specially used for spy agents, and ordinary cameras can't shoot at all.

Under the light, Zhou Sen took a magnifying glass to look at it. It was densely packed, just like thousands of ants in front of his eyes.

Still numbers!

Is it Morse?

Father Anthony was too cautious, and even hid his hand, which was not at all like his usual style in life.

Zhou Sen was in trouble.

This kind of microfilm printing cannot be done in ordinary darkrooms, and requires special equipment and potions.

Bingcheng can have this technology and ability, except for the official (Japanese), few can do it.

Of course, there is one company that can definitely do it, and that is the Consulate General of Soviet Russia. Its darkroom definitely has this technology and ability.

The question is, can I get in by myself?

Then there is a stupid way, that is to compare the numbers on the film, make a simple device that can read it out, and directly copy it down.

This is densely packed, if you make a mistake in copying, you have to follow it, and you can't make any marks on this film...

The eyes are blurred. Is this something that humans can do?

Zhou Sen felt a little apprehensive when he thought about it.

Since Father Anthony can shoot such films, he must have a darkroom for such work.

unless……

Shelkin is a photojournalist. He remembers that he had a darkroom at home. Generally, photographers like to print photos by themselves, and some reporters’ printing skills are better than many professional photo printing.

But the darkroom was at Shelkin's house. Although the house had been sealed up by the police station, it hadn't been returned to the original owner yet.

But it can't always be sealed up and not given to others, unless it is bought.

If you buy it, the purpose is too obvious...

If Shelkin's family of photofinishers could actually get the microfilm back, it would take time.

The Japanese will definitely not give him too long, they are usually impatient, these Morse codes must hide secrets, but if it is not the so-called "roster", I don't know.

Also, even if it is a "roster", if there is no code book to crack it, it will be in vain.

Zhou Sen rerolled the film negative, wrapped it in oiled paper, stuffed it into the shell, and reinstalled the bullet.

wrong.

Zhou Sen thought for a while, took out a bullet from the magazine of his own gun, pulled out the bullet, emptied the gunpowder inside, scrubbed it clean, dried it, took back the film negative, and put it in his own bullet. Inside, and then press the warhead up.

Eject the other cartridges in the clip, place this cartridge on the bottom, and reload the rest.

In this way, as long as he keeps the gun close to his body, he can't lose the negatives, and no one will miss him hiding things.

Looking at the empty shell casing on the table.

Zhou Sen thought for a while, why didn't he make up a "roster" by himself? Who would know if the cartridge case contained film negatives or paper rolls?
If the Japanese had discovered it earlier, they would have taken it and printed it out, and looked for the codebook to decipher the Morse code on it. Why bother to go around such a big circle and press the treasure on themselves.

Just do it.

He is too familiar with Father Anthony's handwriting, imitating it is not difficult, and the original person can do it.

Writing in microform is much easier than copying the Morse code on the microfilm, but it is more eye-consuming, but it is not easy to make up a roster. The key to this person's life is the work unit, position, and age of the person. Size, if this is made up, it is easy to reveal flaws...

We have to get on line with "Soviet Russia" as soon as possible.

Let them provide a roster over there, then there will be no problem. The Japanese just want to verify, and there will be no problem.

It's better to put the bullet back first, it's not safe to keep it at hand.

After all this was done, the door opened outside. It was Irina who came back from buying cigarettes. He knew Irina too well.

When I go out to buy cigarettes, I will definitely take the opportunity to shop around, and buy them back when I see something useful, so I won’t come back for an hour.

It was almost dark, and she was coming back to cook.

"Master Vasim, I bought your cigarettes for you." Irina knocked on the door and came in with a pair of Shuangfu cigarettes in her hand.

"Thank you."

"Master Vasim, what would you like to eat tonight?"

"You just watch and sit down, I can eat anything." Zhou Sen thought for a while and ordered.

……

The next day, the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, is the Lantern Festival.

Celebrating the holidays alone is naturally a bit lonely, Zhou Sen certainly will not let go of this opportunity to spend more time with Bai Yulan.

Once I go to special training, there may not be a chance to come back for three months.

Zhou Sen and A Xiang made several kinds of glutinous rice balls, some with sweet-scented osmanthus and white sugar fillings, only black sesame fillings, black sesame peanut fillings, sesame and peach fillings...

Just these glutinous rice balls are enough for everyone in Ningxiang Restaurant.

Of course, it was impossible for Zhou Sen to show up. The main credit was A Xiang. She had been busy in the kitchen all afternoon, so he just adjusted the stuffing.

Eating sweet glutinous rice balls, admiring the round moon in the sky, I don't know if Fairy Chang'e regrets stealing the elixir at the beginning, and can only stay alone in this cold moon palace from then on.

"Think it over, will you definitely go tomorrow?" Bai Yulan tilted her head and asked again.

"Ah."

"Aren't you afraid that it will be embarrassing then?"

"Don't be afraid, it's you. I'll be your little follower tomorrow." Zhou Sen chuckled.

"I know Su Wenqing. Don't look at his sanctimonious appearance. In fact, he is very narrow-minded. Once the relationship between the two is officially announced, he will definitely deal with you." Bai Yulan said.

"Don't be afraid. In the past, he reached a tacit understanding with Qin Laoqi. It was you who were uncomfortable. Those who were forced to close the Ningxiang Pavilion. Now, his biggest opponent is not me." Zhou Sen said, "Ice City General Chamber of Commerce He is determined to win the position of president, right?"

"Well, he has been preparing for many years. If he can't win the position of president this time, if Qin Lao Qi is re-elected, he will have to wait another five years." Bai Yulan said.

"So, if we announce the relationship now, he really won't see him and he will attack me." Zhou Sen said, "Although I am a little policeman, if he touches me, Qin Laoqi will definitely use this matter to create Public opinion, when the time comes, Su Wenqing will be boycotted by all the police in Bingcheng, and the people behind Qin Laoqi will also come out to speak out. Is it long?"

"However, as long as Su Wenqing has the support of the Japanese, even if the public opinion condemns him, he can still be the president if other members of the chamber of commerce do not support it?"

"As far as I know, the Japanese promoted Su Wenqing only to check and balance Qin Laoqi. Compared with Su Wenqing's ambition and youthful power, they prefer an old and frail Qin Laoqi who is more obedient." Zhou Sen said.

"Well, that makes sense."

"Yulan, how many votes can you influence in the Chamber of Commerce?" Zhou Sen asked.

"If I'm still in charge of the Ma family's business, it can still affect some people. After all, everyone has cooperated. Now, it's good that I haven't been kicked out of the chamber of commerce. I guess they won't let them I am the director," Bai Yulan said.

"It's a matter of human effort, you have to learn to take advantage of the situation!" Zhou Sen chuckled.

Now this game is very dangerous, since it is so dangerous, then you can't be timid, and let God decide whether to win or lose.

Zhou Sen has decided that he wants to leave his own mark in this era!

(Although I know that writing this way will be very slow, and many readers will abandon me, but I hope to write about the process of an ordinary person's inner struggle and transformation. Maybe it's because I don't have enough experience and writing skills, so the writing is not very good. But I really want to try it. When I am middle-aged, I still want to have the opportunity to fly once. Even if I break my wings in the end, at least I will have no regrets. Thanks to those book friends who can always accompany and never leave!)

　Two shifts will resume tomorrow, usually at twelve o'clock in the morning and eight o'clock in the evening!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)