War Photographer's Notebook

When Wei Ran and a woman named Jia Ya were testing each other in the first-class cabin at an altitude of [-] meters, Nagasaki, which was far from reaching the highest temperature in history, was about to start another trial.

Under the fiery red sunset, a blonde girl was pulling a suitcase and wandering around a shrine by referring to the navigation on her mobile phone.

The code name of this girl who came to Tokyo to study from Wu Kelan in name is Kangaroo in the Hela organization.

Originally, her only task was to integrate into this country well and start a new life here.At most, it is only to provide help to those companions who are destined to never see each other again in an emergency.

But she didn't expect that when she just arrived in Tokyo, just rented a house, and was just about to start a new life with her half-baked Japanese, she got an urgent task-to come to Nagasaki and make friends.

Switch the phone page from the navigation to the daily photos of a mixed-race girl again and take a look at her appearance. This girl who uses kangaroo as the code name switches back to the navigation software, and the distance between the two parties is gradually shortened.

Soon, she saw a girl carrying a suitcase like herself at the corner of the long steps leading directly to the shrine not far away.

However, compared to the anxiety pretended by the kangaroo, the girl who was sitting on the steps and dialing the phone over and over was obviously about to collapse.

Looking around, the kangaroo first deleted the photos on the phone, and then randomly stopped a passing old lady, and asked hoarsely in English with some tongue-tapping sounds, "Hi, do you know English?" Is it? I need help, I'm lost."

Not surprisingly, depending on her age, the old lady who might have survived the dust of the nuclear explosion was the only thing she could do. hand.

"Hello, you can speak English. What's wrong with you? Need help?"

After the old lady walked away, the kangaroo found Kano Qianxia who was making calls over and over again but no one answered at all. He first asked with concern in English with a slight accent, and then changed to Bibi She asked again in unfamiliar Japanese about the actual situation, and at the same time did not forget to hand a tissue to Kano Chinatsu whose face was full of panic and despair.

In contrast, another girl code-named Dandelion who was also sent by the Hela organization to recruit nuclear weapons is much more relaxed. In a hand-made shop located in the center of Osaka, people are talking and laughing while choosing products.

And in Paris, France, in Europe, in North America, and even in Oceania, those members of the Hella organization that are on the surface are also discussing the topic of "Man-eating Wendigo" on the Internet. With an unbridled carnival.

But in Palau, where Wei Ran had left, the Shota Izakaya was filled with a strong smell of blood and the cell phone ringing over and over again.

On the small wooden stage stained with blood, Kano Chinatsu's father held the kitchen knife that had been pierced into his abdomen with one hand, and tremblingly picked up a photo that was stained red with blood.

In this photo, the nuclear pilot Kano Jiro and his uncle Kano Akira are standing next to a [-]-ship bomber with their arms around each other's shoulders. They all have arrogant and confident smiles on their faces, as if It's as if they are confident that the battle that made them bet on the fate of the country will not fail.

Letting this photo slip through his fingers, the middle-aged man over half a century old glanced at the bar in the distance and the mobile phone he dropped on the bar, and finally closed his eyes slowly.

After an exceptionally long three hours, Kano Chinatsu, who was in Nagasaki but could not contact her family at all and had nowhere to go, finally returned to the enthusiasm of Ukran, who was also an international student but could not speak Japanese and lost her way. At the invitation, I pulled my suitcase and decided to spend a night at the resort hotel where the latter rented.

And in Osaka, Rin Kitao, who had already returned home, played online games with her new friends at the comic exhibition as usual, and communicated with her plan to attend the comic exhibition in the next city two days later through voice chat.

Of course, for Shota Izakaya, three hours is enough time for everyone in the house to shed their blood.

As for Wei Ran, he finally ended the extraordinarily long flight, followed the woman named Jia Ya, and left the stationary cabin first.

"Where's my eldest nephew?" Jia Ya asked Yang Ge who was stuck in the corridor bridge and came to meet the plane, and by the way, she threw a small travel bag to him.

"he ran away"

Brother Yang took Jiaya's travel bag and threw it on his shoulder, first greeted Wei Ran politely, and then explained as he walked out, "He boarded the flight back home before you boarded the plane."

After finishing speaking, Brother Yang looked like Wei Ran again, "The Second King asked me to tell you that Xia Shushi will fly back to China directly, but even if it is the soonest, it will be the day after tomorrow. He originally wanted to come to pick up the plane, but his radiator There was a bit of a leak, so I went back to fix the radiator first."

"You really are the young master of a rich family." Wei Ran teased with a smile, "It's the first time I've heard that heating is used in summer."

"The radiator of my great nephew's house is connected to his brainstem, so it's normal for water to leak."

After Jia Ya finished speaking, she winked at Brother Yang, and the latter immediately took off the gun on his waist and handed it over, and then quickly ran to the airport with Jia Ya's luggage bag alone.

"Will it work?" Jia Ya asked, shaking the Glock pistol still fixed in the quick-draw holster.

"No." Wei Ran shook his head decisively.

"Take it, the Philippine monkeys are not as peaceful as in China."

As Jia Ya said, she had already handed the pistol and holster to Wei Ran, and then said as she walked forward, "I should have introduced you to my boss, but you felt too dangerous to me, so I'm going to take it upon myself not to let you meet."

"Can I ask a question?" Wei Ran asked with great interest as he walked behind the other party.

"ask"

"Who is your boss? Who do you work for?"

"my boss?"

Jia Ya smiled, "My boss is just an ordinary layman who is obsessed with worshiping Buddha. As for me, I naturally work for my boss."

After finishing speaking, Jia Ya stopped in her tracks, "Okay, I'll take you here. Go on, Brother Yang will take you through the customs later, and then take you to the ancient city of Vigan and your daughter. Friends meeting."

"Thank you"

Wei Ran paused for a moment, stopped at the side by side with Jia Ya and asked, "Do you want the second to pass on the gift I gave you?"

"Send it to this address." Jia Ya showed a gentle smile, and by the way, she took out a business card from her bag and handed it to Wei Ran, "I wish you a happy stay in Vigan."

"Thank you for your blessing, Miss Jia Ya, goodbye." After Wei Ran finished speaking, he took the business card and walked towards the pick-up gate alone.

"Goodbye, Mr. Wei Ran."

Jia Ya, who was behind her, bid her farewell softly, and at the same time, she rubbed her uncomfortable wrist without any trace.

Under the leadership of Brother Yang, Wei Ran once again fooled around and completed the immigration procedures, but then he was sent into a small helicopter by the former without even leaving the airport.

"Mr. Wei, this helicopter will take you directly to Vigan."

Outside the cabin, Brother Yang scratched at the cabin door and said, "When you arrive, a driver will take you to the hotel."

"Thank you for the trouble!"

Wei Ran said, and handed the gun that Jia Ya gave to him just now to Brother Yang outside the cabin, "But forget it, we are just tourists who come to play, and we don't need it at all."

"Okay, see you later!" Brother Yang said, took the gun and helped Wei Ran close the hatch.

It was not until the helicopter circled into the sky that Wei Ran took out the business card that Jia Ya had just given him from his pocket.

On one side of this bright red business card, a big tree with luxuriant branches and petals is outlined with golden lines. On one side of this big tree, in addition to the words "Jia Ya" written in gold and a mobile phone number, there is also a phone number located in Manila. There is nothing else but the address.On the other side of this business card, there are eight small characters written with vigorous brushwork, "the branches and leaves are luxuriant, and the leaves return to their roots".

After thinking for a while, Wei Ran put the bright red business card into his wallet, and then closed his eyes to relieve the fatigue from the mutual testing with Jia Ya on the plane.

After another hour of noisy flight, when he left the cabin with a small amount of luggage and a tired body, a small man with Southeast Asian features immediately spoke Chinese with a Hong Kong and Taiwan accent, Lead him into a high-end business car.

"Wei Xiansen, we are about 20 minutes away from the hotel by car. The handbag on the seat next to you is a small gift for your girlfriend."

The little man paused after speaking, and continued to ask politely, "Please fasten your seat belt, we are about to set off."

"Let's go, sorry for your trouble." Wei Ran nodded with a smile, and then casually took out a black gift box from the paper bag beside him.

Although it has not been opened, the faint scent is obviously the same as the perfume on Jia Ya's body. There is even a post-it note on the box, and the Chinese characters "Sui Sui" are written on it. .

A joke was actually taken seriously. Wei Ran muttered secretly, and put the gift box he picked up just now back into the handbag.