War Photographer's Notebook

Ever since Xia Shushi was sent away, Wei Ran has completely taken it easy. Every day, he spends his days in the kitchen researching food in the name of investigating historical mysteries, or drives in the streets of Kazan in the name of looking for historical archives. Purposeful loitering.

And during this period of time, neither Xia Shushi, Qin Ershi, Zhong Zhen, nor Niniel and Carlos in the United States, or even Kou Kou in the United States or France, did not take the initiative to contact him or Sui Sui. Or the Katenka sisters.

Seeing that the time came to August, and seeing that there was only more than a month left before the little rich woman Kou Kou started school, he called Xia Shushi and bought a ticket to fly to the monkey country of the Philippines. air ticket.

"You really don't need us to follow you?" In the waiting hall of Kazan Airport, Sui Sui asked for the last time.

"Need not"

Wei Ran collected the ticket and said, "Go to France and join Kou Kou first, I will inform you immediately if there is a result from my side."

"Do you want Kamei to translate with you?" Sui Sui asked worriedly.

"No need." Wei Ran waved his hand, "There are Xia Shushi and Qin II, so don't worry."

"It's because of them two that I don't feel at ease." Sui Sui rolled her eyes, "Why are all your friends around you scum?"

"It's not my fault"

Wei Ran picked everything up by himself, "Okay, don't talk anymore, I'm getting ready to board the plane, remember to send me a message when you arrive in France."

"When you arrive in the Philippine monkey, give us a message immediately"

After Sui Sui finished speaking, she left a fiery red lip mark on Wei Ran's face like a prank, and then let him walk into the security checkpoint with satisfaction.

The long voyage from Kazan to Manila in the Philippines is definitely not comfortable, but fortunately, when he stepped out of the cabin, he saw Qin Ershi blocking the corridor bridge and Qin Ershi standing in front of him. On one side, that brother Yang who had worked with Savage Mountain, he was particularly concerned that this brother Yang did not hide the pistol on his waist at all.

"Long time no see." Wei Ran and the two greeted each other, "Where's Soseki?"

"It's true that I haven't seen you for a while, come with us."

Qin Ershi, who was wearing a sandy beach shirt and flip flops, shook hands with Wei Ran, and while beckoning him to go out, he said, "Soseki and Zhong Zhen are busy recently, and I am the only one free, so I came to pick up the plane." .”

"The way you pick up the plane is really unique"

While Wei Ran teased the other party, he couldn't help but glance at the hatch behind him, and then at the pistol on the waist of Brother Yang. , enough to make him aware of Qin Ershi's energy in Feihou.

Moreover, he believed that Qin Ershi, who seemed to be out of tune in his work, but was actually impeccable, was hinting at him about his power in the Monkey Country of the Philippines.

"It's not afraid that you miss me, it makes you see me with one glance, and it also shows that I am sincere, buddy."

He also knew that the other party understood his hint, but Qin Ershi just babbled in a nonsense, then changed the subject and said, "No matter where you plan to go next, first find a place to rest with me, and when you get here, you will have a rest." It’s like being at home.”

"I won't be polite to you." Wei Ran said while replying a message to Sui Sui who had already landed in France.

Under Qin Ershi's leadership, they went through the customs clearance procedures almost in a foolish way. The two also got into the off-road vehicle driven by Brother Yang himself, left the airport and drove straight to the downstairs of an office building in the center of the city.

“Stay here for a few days”

Qin Ershi enthusiastically helped Wei Ran carry down the not-so-big suitcase, but that Brother Yang had already taken out a card and swiped the elevator door in advance.

"What's this place?" Wei Ran walked into the elevator that was spacious enough to fit a single bed and Fuyu, and asked curiously.

"The company where Brother Yang and the others work"

Qin Ershi responded nonchalantly, and at this moment, the elevator door was slowly closed, and immediately after that, a passionate Chinese female voice greeted in the elevator of Nuoda—"My Buddha Mercy Security Service Group Welcome".

"Is this really funny?"

Wei Ran asked with the corners of his mouth twitching. Compared to this nonsense name, it was hard for him to ignore that on the closed elevator door, the words "Make Money at First Sight" written in flamboyant white characters and "The World" written in black characters peace".Of course, there is also a large piece of Buddhist scriptures written in small characters with cinnabar and gold around these eight characters.

"Our boss believes in Buddhism"

Brother Yang's dry tone concealed a bit of numb embarrassment, "The boss thinks this name is auspicious, and it can also remind everyone to be magnanimous and compassionate. In addition, it can also remove bad luck for those who take the elevator."

"What about these two sentences?"

Wei Ran pointed to the eight large characters on the elevator door with great interest. He watched many Hong Kong and Taiwan movies when he was a child, so he naturally knew where these eight characters and the classic black and white color scheme came from.

Brother Yang explained more and more embarrassingly, "When you are away from home, there are always times when you can't be magnanimous. Since you can't be magnanimous, don't leave any tails behind the eradication of the Temal Gobi."

Clearing his throat, Brother Yang pulled the back of his head and explained, "That... These are the original words of our boss when he founded the group more than 20 years ago, and they are also the official explanation of our company's rigid regulations."

"Your boss is a man of culture"

Wei Ran held back a smile with difficulty and gave a thumbs up, but at the same time couldn't help being curious about this mysterious boss.

"I haven't even graduated from elementary school." Qin Ershi couldn't help muttering in a low voice.

At this moment, the elevator slowly stopped at the 8th floor.As the elevator door opened, a Chinese-style decorated hotel lobby appeared outside, but behind the front desk were not only two beautiful receptionists in cheongsams, but also two statues with angry eyes wide open and holding demons in their hands. The vajra fighters with pestles, even the air in this hall, is filled with a faint smell of incense.

When he was looking around, that brother Yang had already untied his gun and put it on the front desk with the holster.

"Come with me, the room is ready for you."

While Brother Yang was talking, a girl in cheongsam trotted over to help open another elevator.

Suppressing his curiosity, Wei Ran took the elevator with the two and went up two floors, and was led to the door of a room by a beautiful waiter also wearing a cheongsam.

"You guys rest first, and call me anytime you need anything."

Brother Yang stood at the door, handed over Wei Ran's luggage and pointed to his feet, "I'm on the first floor, and I'm here whenever I'm called."

"I'm sorry for your trouble." Wei Ran thanked him politely, and then followed Qin Ershi into the room prepared for him.

Compared with the weird elevator and even weirder lobby just now, this rather large Chinese-style suite is much more normal.

“The place is absolutely safe and private”

Qin Ershi closed the door and said, "There is no monitoring from the front desk of the hotel just now, and there are people guarding the roof 24 hours a day, and there are helicopters that can take us to any place at any time."

While talking, the Second Emperor had already sat on the beach of tea in the living room by himself, picked up the hot water that had been boiled in advance, brewed a pot of tea, and shared a cup with Wei Ran.

It was not until Wei Ran sat down at the master's seat that he took a sip from the small teacup and continued, "Today, I am wronged that you stay here for one night. Tomorrow morning, the helicopter on the roof will take you directly to the airport. At that time, an interpreter will follow you to Palau."

"Second King, what exactly is this place?" Wei Ran raised his teacup and asked more and more curiously.

"Hi! Don't ask, I can't explain this place and the crazy boss here. When the time comes, you will naturally know."

The Second Emperor paused, then changed the subject and asked, "Besides, you really don't want me to go to Palau with you?"

"What's the use of you going?" Wei Ran looked at the other party and asked.

"Yes, when I didn't say anything, drink tea, drink tea." Qin Er Shi said, picking up the teacup again and drinking it in one gulp.

"How are you preparing for the mental hospital?" Wei Ran asked, changing the subject.

"We are already preparing for the site selection." Qin Ershi leaned on the sofa and said, "But this matter will take longer, so be patient."

"You all need to be patient," Wei Ran said with a smile.

"Soseki and I are not in a hurry." Qin Ershi sighed, "but Zhong Zhen's eyes were red with waiting, he kept urging me to ask me when you plan to do it?"

"It's coming soon, we can do it in a month or so, let him wait." Wei Ran took a sip of the fragrant tea, and gave his promise slowly.

Zhong Zhen has been eager to avenge his little Bell, and he has indeed waited for too long, but the three girls eliminated by the Hela organization have just been sent to the recruitment, and it is obvious that they need to wait.

After chatting away Qin Ershi, Wei Ran carefully inspected the spacious suite, and lay down on the big soft bed with peace of mind.

In the blink of an eye, the next morning, Wei Ran, led by Qin Ershi and Brother Yang, took the elevator to the top of the building, took a helicopter straight to the airport, and boarded the plane accompanied by a beautiful Chinese guide. Flight to Palau.

After less than three hours of flight, the flight also landed at Palau International Airport smoothly.

Led by the beautiful translator who claimed to be called Wan Qiu, Wei Ran successfully completed the entry and followed her to board a car that was waiting in advance.

"Mr. Wei, are you going to eat something first, or go back to the hotel to have a rest first?" The beautiful translator named Wan Qiu asked softly before helping Wei Ran close the car door.

"Let's go eat something first, I'm a little hungry."

As Wei Ran said, he took out a note from his pocket and handed it to Wan Qiu, "My friend recommended this Japanese restaurant before coming here. How about we try it?"

"Hold on"

Wan Qiu took the note and glanced at the address on it, then nodded and said, "No problem, Mr. Wei, this store is in Koror, very close to us."

"Let's go then," Wei Ran said with a smile.

"Please fasten your seat belt," Wan Qiu finally ordered, and then she helped close the car door and sat in the co-pilot's seat.

As the car started slowly, the blue and yellow Palau flag fluttering in the sea breeze outside the car window was gradually left behind, and Wei Ran, who was sitting in the car, couldn't help but sighed.

Is World War II over?

It’s indeed over, but it’s just like what he muttered when he and Hawkes were chatting on the deck of the dilapidated fishing boat on the way back to Helen Island—Palau will return to recruiting soon. in human hands.

Just like now, although this island country, which calls itself "God's fishbowl", has beautiful beaches and beautiful scenery, although it has a steady stream of funding from the American father every year, but because of the colonial rule and legacy left behind by nuclear weapons before World War II Bloodline, everything here now seems to have the shadow of recruitment.

The national flag with new Najib colors and old Najib elements, the only one in the world that uses Japanese as the official language and written it into the constitution (the devil himself didn’t do it), the nationality of the first president after the poisonous force, and the annual salary obtained from recruiting Aid, as well as various Japanese customs that are still popular, and even some hidden privileges under the popularity and unspoken rules of recruiters here.

All of this also made him sigh that this small island country sandwiched between the United States and Japan has indeed been enslaved so thoroughly that it reminded him subconsciously of the kind of kneeling on the ground in Japanese love sitcoms. Holding one in one hand, licking left and right, and then showing a sweet and silly bare-bottomed beauty.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing, and drove that absurd scene out of his mind.