War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 1087 The Powerless Historian

On the morning of the second day after arriving at Port Morbiz, Wei Ran yawned and got up from the bed. He checked the doors, windows, and rooms before putting the shock bombs hanging on the anti-theft chain at the door into his food. in the box.

Without leaving the room, Wei Ran took out several pistols from the metal book and inspected them one by one carefully, and put bullets on each, and then took out the VSS micro-sound sniper rifle for inspection and maintenance .

After everything was done, he brushed his teeth, washed his face and changed his clothes. Then he put on a mask, hung up his ID, and put on a white coat.

After going downstairs with a fisherman's hat with a mosquito repellent mask, Wei Ran found Wanqiu who was waiting for him at the stairs ahead of time.

"Good morning Dr. Wu"

Wanqiu greeted him in Chinese, led Wei Ran into the elevator that had been open all the time, and said after the elevator door closed, "Today there will be a second batch of medical supplies sent to Laicheng by cargo plane. If you plan to Now in the past, we can always take a helicopter to go there."

"Are you really doing medical assistance?" Wei Ran asked belatedly.

"certainly"

Wan Qiu smiled and nodded, "In the whole of South Asia and Southeast Asia, we provide professional medical assistance free of charge every year to fight against malaria and some tropical diseases."

Hearing this, Wei Ran said after a moment of silence, "Let's stay here for another day. After breakfast, I'm going to visit Luke's place."

"No problem." Wan Qiu nodded with a smile, "We've been watching over there."

Seeing this, Wei Ran didn't say any more, and let Wanqiu take him to the restaurant to have a delicious meal of Chaozhou cuisine, and then arrived in an off-road vehicle with a different color from yesterday's. An apartment near the port can only be considered acceptable.

In this apartment with only two rooms inside and outside, the only furniture is a bed and a table, and one leg of the table is padded with stacks of pornographic magazines.

And on the plank bed covered with mats, there was actually a pretty well-made silicone doll.

And on the dirty and greasy walls around, are various photos of Luke.

In these photos, there are not only photos of him and men and women of various ages in the rainforest wearing outdoor clothes and carrying hiking bags, but also photos of him and Iger and several other children on a boat. In addition, there are photos of him and Various photos of a black Labrador, him with the black guy he saw in the morgue yesterday, and a fair-looking white woman.

"Who is this woman?"

Wei Ran tapped the woman hugging Luke in the photo with his fingers, but his eyes were on the missing pieces on the wall of this photo.

"It was his ex-girlfriend, who broke up with that woman about six months ago. At present, this woman has married the cheating partner and started a new life in Sydney."

Late Autumn paused, "In addition, we took away some photos of Mr. Luke and the children. Of course, before we took them away, this photo wall lacked a few photos."

Speaking of this, Wan Qiu pointed to a few blank spaces on the wall.

Hearing this, Wei Ran bent down and looked under the bed. There were only a few cardboard boxes under the bed, most of which contained various outdoor equipment and clothes, and only one of the boxes contained two sets of moldy uniforms and a suit. Plus a few pairs of leather shoes.Under these clothes, there are volumes of pornographic magazines.

Reluctantly looking through all the outdoor equipment, Wei Ran looked around, then picked up a sharpened outdoor knife from the box, and disemboweled the silicone woman lying on the bed.

Unfortunately, until he peeled off all the silicone, there was nothing at all.

In the end, he rummaged through every floor tile, ceiling, and even the magazines on the legs of the table without giving up, and then Wei Ran stopped.

"What are you looking for?" Wan Qiu, who just tried to help but was declined, couldn't help asking curiously.

"No, I didn't find anything." Wei Ran said truthfully, "How about letting your people leave here first?"

"Not guarding anymore?"

"Not for now"

Wei Ran stopped in front of the door, "Where does Luke's partner, the black man in the mortuary usually live?"

"Next door" Wan Qiu pointed to the direction outside the door.

Hearing this, Wei Ran stepped aside and let the other party lead him into the next room.

Contrary to his expectations, this place is much cleaner and tidier than the room next door, and there is an extra washing machine in the bathroom, an air conditioner made by Huaxia on the wall, and a game console connected to it on the table. LCD TV.

And in the box under the only bed, in addition to several boxes of outdoor equipment and a few sets of serious clothes, there is also a box of various veterinary medicines and a box of bullets.

After picking and choosing among these bullets, except for the 12-gauge shotguns of various colors, the rest are basically 9mm pistol bullets.However, after searching in this room, he did not find any weapons.

Leaving the room with nothing, Wei Ran took off his gloves and said, "Let's go back to the hotel, how about letting all the people guarding here evacuate?"

"No problem." Wan Qiu happily agreed, and at the same time, she did not forget to wink at the strong man behind her.

Guessing that he had enough wandering around outside, Wei Ran intentionally put on a secretive look, followed Wan Qiu back to the hotel, and then hid in his room, and locked the doors and windows after another careful inspection He drew the curtains and hung the shock bomb on the anti-theft chain of the door.

Returning to the bedroom, he took out the authenticator and connected it to his computer. Wei Ran finished reading about the progress of Kitao Chitatsu and Free Electric with a blank expression.

Although Kitao Chida's straightforward suicide by jumping off a building was beyond his expectations, it was within the alternative plans of the Hela girls, so although they didn't achieve the best result, they still wouldn't be in a hurry.

After some calculations, he clicked on the second email from Anfeiya.This is all about Iger's mailbox and the report on the situation at home.

It's just that for some reason, there is nothing abnormal in Iger's mailbox, home or library.

Seeing this, Wei Ran buckled up his notebook and unplugged the authenticator, lying on the big soft bed, patiently waiting for the progress to ferment.

He didn't know that when he closed his eyes, a plane also landed in Kazan. Not long after, a mixed-race girl with an ordinary appearance and figure also walked out of the airport with a backpack. With the address in mind, he drove the car he had rented in advance to the shore of Kaban Lake.

And near the two houses that Wei Ran visited not long ago, in a dilapidated off-road vehicle, there was also an Asian boy who also put down the binoculars he was holding.

After hesitating for a moment, this young man, who was definitely under the age of 30, did not open the car door and enter the two unguarded houses. Instead, he rummaged through his satchel and finally pulled out a photo.

This is a photo taken by Wei Ran when he was being interviewed. In the photo, he is wearing a formal suit, wearing a pair of unprescribed eyes, and the whole person looks refined.

"Ah"

The young man let out a meaningless snort, and stuffed the photo into the satchel again. Then, he pulled out a P22 semi-automatic pistol with a suppressor screwed out of the bag.

What is quite special is that the silencer of this pistol is covered with a thick layer of green camouflage pattern hand glue that was originally used on badminton rackets.

Gently pulling a bullet on the top of the slide, he stuffed the pistol back into his bag, but then pulled out a satellite phone and dialed it.

Moments later, the young man asked in English without any accent, "Are you there yet?"

"Here we are," the mixed-race girl who was about to drive the rented car to the shore of Kaban Lake asked casually.

"The historian seems to have come to the scene"

"So the photo album is on him?"

"He's unlikely to come here with a photo album, unless he wants to make a deal with me."

"What's your deal?" the half-race girl on the other end of the phone sneered, "With that nigger's body?"

"It's up to you next time"

The Asian guy on the other side of the phone said indifferently, "Any woman you catch, I guess that historian will definitely send the photo album to your door."

"Why didn't you catch that historian and ask me where the photo album is to make it easier for me?" the mixed-race girl stopped the car dissatisfied.

"It doesn't matter," the Asian young man said nonchalantly, "Then I'll act first, I'm just a scholar."

"Waiting for your news." While the mixed-race girl was speaking, she had already turned the car around and drove to the other side of Kaban Lake.

Putting away the satellite phone, the Asian young man slowly started the car and drove straight to the hotel where Wei Ran was staying.

However, he did not act in a hurry, instead he drove to the hotel where Wei Ran was staying, and found another cheaper hotel to live in.

This night, the young man did not move, and Wei Ran, who was across the road, also did not come to the visitor he had been waiting for.

In the blink of an eye the next morning, under the leadership of Wan Qiu, Wei Ran went to the rented house of Iger to have a look. Compared with the room where Luke and his partner lived, the environment here was worse, but it was also far from the pier. closer.Unfortunately, no valuable clues were found here either.

"According to our investigation, Iger's younger siblings are all studying in Lae."

Wan Qiu, who was following Wei Ran, explained, "The wife of Luke's partner usually takes care of the children. That woman is also missing, and we have never found it."

"Why don't you study in Port Moresby?" Wei Ran asked while getting into the car.

Wan Qiu explained, "The cost of living and tuition fees in Lae are relatively lower, and Luke, Iger and their younger brothers and sisters have a big house there, which was left to the children by the old sailor Chris. If here Studying, just renting a house is a lot of money.”

"tomorrow"

Wei Ran put on the toad glasses while speaking, "Tomorrow we will have a day off during the day, and at night we will take a helicopter to Lai City to see the child's body and their house. By the way, for the remaining The search for the next child is still going on, right?"

"right"

Wan Qiu nodded, "We have never given up, and we are also investigating who murdered them."

"Let's go back to the hotel first," Wei Ran replied absent-mindedly.

Just as their car was heading back, an Asian young man in a hotel uniform quietly left the hotel through the back door.

Less than 20 minutes later, Wei Ran returned to the hotel before the sun rose to its highest point at noon, and slowly opened the hotel door.

Glancing at the hair scattered on the hinge of the door, Wei Ran walked into the room with a normal expression, then locked the door and drew the heavy curtains.

As the room darkened, he immediately took out a rechargeable purple light from his bag.

Immediately, large and small complete or incomplete handprints appeared everywhere in this seemingly clean room.

Using a lamp to illuminate the remaining fluorescent agent on the hand that touched the doorknob just now, Wei Ran showed a silent smile on his face, took off his shoes, and quietly inspected the remaining fluorescent fingerprints with his bare feet , and finally successfully found a bug nailed to the inside of the bed board on the wooden board at the bottom of the bed in the bedroom.

Without touching the bug, Wei Ran lay down and stretched, and then pretended to send a few messages to Suisui in Chinese.

After waiting for a while, he picked up the phone next to the bed, called the front desk in Chinese and brought him a wine corkscrew and some ice cubes, and then dug out the shock bomb from the food box again.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of opening the door to pick up something, he conveniently stuck the shock bomb on the doorknob.Then he took out a bottle of wine from the refrigerator, deliberately walked into the bedroom to open it, and poured it into a decanter.

About 5 minutes later, he picked up the mineral water he had just brought back and poured it into a goblet, and drank the whole bottle of mineral water by himself, then called Wanqiu again, expressing that he would have a good sleep Feeling, so turned down the dinner.

After hanging up the phone and waiting for a while, he walked into the bathroom with a decanter in hand. While filling the bathtub with water, he slowly poured a sip of untouched red wine into the bathtub.

Humming a song in an out-of-tune voice, Wei Ran took a comfortable bath. Wei Ran changed into a set of large pants and a tight-fitting T-shirt for easy movement, and put on a pair of light boots by the way. The temperature of the air conditioner was turned down, lying on the bed covered with a quilt, and plugging in earplugs by the way.

Not long after, even snoring sounded in the room.

At the same time, a staff member wearing a hotel uniform also walked to Wei Ran's door without haste, pushing a cleaning cart.

Opening the door with ease, he pulled out a pair of pliers and shortened the aluminum alloy anti-theft chain, then dodged into the room and closed the door by the way.

However, almost at the moment when the door was locked again, as the doorknob was reset, a shock bomb also bounced off the safety pin, and it hit his feet with a "clang!"

"Boom!"

Amidst the loud noise and strong flashes, the young Asian boy who just came in was also deprived of his sight, hearing and vital sense of balance.

At the same time as the shock bomb exploded, Wei Ran, who was pretending to be snoring, immediately threw off the quilt and got out of bed. While tearing off the earplugs, he pushed open the door of the bedroom, and flung himself down on the floor of the living room. , At the same time, he pointed an OTs-38 micro-sound revolver at the figure whose nostrils, corners of eyes, and even ears began to bleed.

After observing for a while, Wei Ran put away the weapon in his hand, slowly got up and walked in front of the opponent.

Amidst a series of "click, click" bones, the chin, wrist, elbow and even knee of this unlucky ghost with a face full of blood and vomiting were all broken by a historian with no power to restrain the chicken. .

But even with such excruciating pain, the Asian boy in a hotel uniform could only grunt and vomit uncontrollably, and didn't regain consciousness for a while.

Tsk tsk tsk, this hairy thing is full of food
Wei Ran kicked the wreckage of the shock bomb, got up, opened the door and walked into the corridor, greeted several strong men who were guarding the elevator entrance and Wan Qiu who came later, and said before the other party opened their mouths , "It's nothing, I accidentally fell down just now, let's all go back."

Hearing this, Wan Qiu and her colleagues looked at each other in blank dismay, they all believed the news that the gas tank exploded just now, and fell down.
Look at the cleaning truck still at the door of the room, as well as the smell of gunpowder smoke and the faint hum that can be heard from the room. One of the strong men has already loaded the Glock pistol in his hand.

Stopping the other party's plan to enter the door, Wei Ran showed a reassuring smile, "Okay, let's go back first, I won't be polite when I need your help."

Hearing that, the strong man wanted to say something more, but Wan Qiu winked at him, bowed slightly towards Wei Ran, and led everyone away from the door.

Secretly heaving a sigh of relief, Wei Ran pushed open the door and went into the room, squatting next to the unlucky ghost who couldn't even stop vomiting let alone standing up.

After rummaging through the opponent's body, the first thing picked up was the P22 pistol with the silencer screwed on.

Touching the glue wrapped around the silencer, Wei Ran removed the magazine, and then pulled the sleeve to eject the bullet in the chamber.Before the bullet hit the ground, Wei Ran grabbed it in his hand.

Unsurprisingly, this is a slender .22LR bullet, but what is quite special is that the warhead of this bullet is painted with a touch of sky blue paint.Look at the bullets in the magazine again, but there are no marks at all.

Putting the weapon aside, he continued to rummage through the opponent's body, and found three spare magazines and a satellite phone. In addition, there was a small voice recorder, and a Vintage razor style pocket knife.

Continuing to search, he found an action camera, a small bottle of kerosene, and a few pairs of rubber gloves in the pouch on the other's waist.Apart from these, there is nothing else on this person.

A rare professional player
Wei Ran muttered to himself, untied the opponent's shoelaces, tied his dislocated hands behind his back, then pulled out the opponent's belt, and tied his dislocated legs together.

Finally, he wrapped the opponent's eyes with a towel and tied them tightly with another shoelace. Then he sat on the sofa, took out his laptop and connected the authenticator.

After the mouse cursor on the screen started to move by itself, Wei Ran connected the satellite phone, action camera and voice recorder to the notebook one after another.

Soon, pictures appeared on the screen one after another, and at the same time, a video of children screaming and wailing was played.

In those photos, both the white boy whose body was found before and the little black girl who was confirmed to be abducted were tortured.

But in the wailing video, it was the little black girl who was struggling constantly under the pressure of an Asian man.

Looking up at the Asian man wriggling in the doorway, Wei Ran manipulated the mouse to pull the progress bar. At the end of this video, a silencer wrapped in hand glue was stuffed into the mouth of the little black girl.

As the pistol at the other end of the silencer pulled the trigger, a small puff of smoke came out of the little black girl's mouth.

"Boss, according to the call records found on the satellite phone, there should be three people on the other side."

Glancing at the words and the phone number listed in the open document on the screen, Wei Ran just tapped the keyboard and typed out a sentence of "Be careful".

Without waiting for Anfeiya's response, Wei Ran had already walked to the man at the door again, put on gloves to help him fix his vomit-filled chin, then tore off the blindfolded bath towel, and used the wet towel to carefully Wipe off the blood and vomit on the opponent's face.

"He's pretty handsome, and he's almost catching up with me after doubling."

Wei Ran snorted shamelessly, picked up the other party's razor-shaped pocket knife, easily slit open the other party's clothes, stripped them completely and threw them into the bathtub.

"Wan Qiu, how about sending me a few large barrels of hydrogen peroxide?" Wei Ran made a new request after calling Wan Qiu.

(End of this chapter)