War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 1141 An Early Christmas Gift

At noon on the second day of visiting Mr. Simpson's farm, one of Jia Ya's men delivered a plastic gun case and a lead-sealed suitcase.

Open the green plastic gun case, and it contained a Winchester Type 12 trench gun.

On the left side of the receiver of this trench gun, there is also a steel ammunition clip with 6 rounds of copper shell shotgun stuck.

"Jima, help me test shoot"

As Wei Ran spoke, he handed the pump-action shotgun to Ji Ma, who was watching the excitement. The latter took the gun and took out four copper-cased shotguns from the cardboard box beside the table. Press the bullet into the magazine of this trench gun.

A moment later, the sound of a test shooting sounded from the small shooting range not far from the house. Wei Ran also opened the lead seal of the suitcase at about the same time, and took out an old-fashioned hard leather suitcase that was almost identical.

On one side of the suitcase, there is also a sea anchor logo as big as the bottom of the washbasin. The only difference is that the name on the lower right corner of the logo is "Hugo Spencer".

Looking up at Lu Xinda who was standing beside Suisui, Wei Ran turned his head and looked at Xia Shushi who was across the table, and then reached out to open the suitcase.

Just like what Lu Xinda said, this suitcase is also fixed with an Owen submachine gun painted with green camouflage paint, and like the previous box, this submachine gun is also in a disassembled state, and it also has 5 fixed magazine, and two American canvas ammunition pouches each containing 12 rounds of copper-cased shells.

The only difference is that in the lower left corner of the box, there is also a Browning Hi-Power pistol in a hard canvas holster, and three spare magazines.

"Which one are you coming to?" Wei Ran asked Xia Shushi while assembling the Owen submachine gun in the suitcase.

"Pistol Bar"

While talking, Xia Shushi had already picked up the canvas holster that looked very old, opened the metal buckle on it, and pulled out the pistol.

Each loaded a few bullets into the magazine, and the two left the room one after another to the edge of the shooting range, aiming at a target at random and pulling the trigger repeatedly, collecting enough bullet casings.

Including Ji Ma who came to test fire in advance, the three of them sorted out the bullet casings they got from the test and handed them to Anfisa.

In a room with heavy curtains on the dark side of the second floor of this wooden house, a bullet casing is placed on a table shrouded in soft lights, and Anfisa is patiently adjusting the bullet casing in his hand. A camera equipped with a macro lens takes high-definition photos of the bullet casings at several fixed angles.

At the same time, in another room next door, Anfeiya, who was holding a piece of freshly baked meat pie in her mouth, was manipulating the notebook, comparing the photos that had been taken with the sample photos.

This work lasted for half a day, until night fell, and the two sisters finally helped everyone find the answer.

"It's all found"

Anfisa and her sister put a few photos on the table and said, "The two copper-cased shotguns brought back from Zhaohe, and the shotgun shells fired by the Ithaca 37 trench gun, whether scratches or primers The strike marks are almost identical."

"I already said this yesterday," Wei Ran said while Sui Sui helped Xia Shushi translate.

Anfisa picked up two sets of macro photos and handed them to Wei Ran, then pointed to the submachine gun in the suitcase with the name "Hugo Spencer" stamped on the table and said, "But those two 9 The traces on the casing of the millimeter par round and the traces on the head of the bullet are almost exactly the same as the traces of the bullets fired by this Owen submachine gun found in Papua New Guinea."

After taking a look at the photo, Anfisa pointed to a clear horizontal scratch in the photo and said, "This scratch is only found on the bullet casings fired by this Owen submachine gun."

"Why do you know everything?" Sui Sui leaned over to have a look, then looked at Anfisa with adoring eyes and asked.

"I studied chemistry in college, and I worked part-time in the police station." Anfisa said naturally, "I was also taught by a policeman to do my makeup."

When the girl was fooling the boss, Wei Ran also handed the two photos in his hand to Xia Shushi, motioned him to follow and walked out of the room and said, "That's enough, now you can inform Mr. Simpson to go home, if Hurry up, maybe the family can spend Christmas in their own home, and remember the picture of the wreckage in the first photo album?"

"Remember" Xia Shushi nodded, "So I can contact Miss Kou Kou?"

"What about $10?" Wei Ran said indifferently, "If you are not short of money, you can continue to procrastinate."

"I've never received such an expensive Christmas gift before," Xia Shushi said while taking out his cell phone and dialed it to Miss Kou Kou first.

Before he got through to the phone, Wei Ran also took out his mobile phone, and after searching for a while, he dialed Diane, the person in charge of the Edelweiss Organization.

"Is there any good news for Mr. Victor?" As soon as the call was connected, Diane asked the most concerned question in her usual straightforward manner.

"I have a Christmas present for Mr. Little Mesut." Wei Ran said with a smile, this matter has been dragged on for long enough, and it's time to reveal the answer.

"Let me guess, have you found the missing Mr. Mesut?" Diane asked in surprise.

"It's not easy." Wei Ran deliberately paused for a moment before continuing, "Fortunately, I finally found it."

"Where is he?" Diane asked subconsciously.

"The direction of the Ob River"

Wei Ran paused, and briefly explained the fabricated investigation process evasively, and then sent all the photos of the deserted stone house and the simple tombstone to Diane.

"Probably so"

Wei Ran finally said, "I have already asked my friend to go to the scene to see, those photos were taken at the scene, and I will send you another set of coordinates later. If Mr. Little Mesut plans to go in person, my My girlfriend's company happened to have a private flight to the west side of the Ural Mountains.

You can ask Mr. Little Mesut to go to the library to find Mr. Greva, the security manager. He will help you arrange the itinerary, and he will also help keep the notebook.Of course, these are free of charge. "

"I'll let Mr. Little Mesut pay for the investigation as soon as possible," Diane said a little excitedly.

"Say hello to little Mr. Mesut for me, hope he likes this Christmas present."

"I will bring your blessings." When Diane said this, she couldn't hide her joy in her tone.

"Finally, please bring me an extra word." Wei Ran said when Diane was about to hang up the phone.

"Please speak," Diane subconsciously turned on the recording function as she spoke.

"I remember you once said that Mr. Little Mesut has an irreparable aversion and physical discomfort to all people with yellow skin and black eyes."

Wei Ran paused for half a second, and said before Diane could speak, "So for the sake of this Christmas gift, I hope that Mr. Mesut Jr. can correctly distinguish between Asian and Japanese.

More than half a century ago, the nucleation method and silk suction invaded most countries in Asia.Today, more than half a century later, any yellow-skinned, black-haired Asian other than the recruiter should not be treated unfairly because of what the disgusting recruiter did, right? "

"I will convey it to you." Diane said seriously, "At the same time, I will also represent you."

"no no no"

Wei Ran hurriedly stopped the other party before he finished speaking, "Ms. Diane, we are already old friends, you don't need to apologize for anyone, and there is never a way to replace this kind of apology."

"You're right." Diane smiled, "I will convey your words to Mr. Mesut Little."

"Excuse me, I wish you a Merry Christmas in advance." Wei Ran finished speaking with a smile, and then hung up the phone with a smile on his face.

On the other end of the phone call, Diane glanced at Jordan, the recruiting woman who was in charge of driving, and carefully read the photos and coordinates sent by Wei Ran, and immediately called Mr. Mesut.

Just as Wei Ran hung up the phone and finished sending the photos and coordinates, Xia Shushi also hung up the second call.

"Mr. Simpson will be flying back on an early tomorrow morning flight"

Xia Shushi said, "As you expected, he didn't care about those burnt photo negatives at all. Besides, he asked us if we would like to spend Christmas with their family. If not, he can help us Rent a yacht and go to sea."

"You can just stay and spend the holiday with them by yourself." Wei Ran said gloatingly, "We won't take you with us when we go to play on the yacht."

Knowing that Wei Ran was planning to leave all the gratitude and friendship of the Simpsons to himself, Xia Shushi felt a little embarrassed.

"Stop saying polite words"

Wei Ran pointed to the wooden house behind him, and said in a joking tone, "Those girls have long wanted to go to the beach, so let Mr. Simpson prepare the yacht as soon as possible.

In addition, I will take away the weapons brought from Papua New Guinea. They are not only the relics of Mr. Hugo, but also the relics of Mr. Chris.

I think it's better to keep these things for Lu Xinda as a souvenir, after all, almost all of her family members had accidents because of those two photo albums. "

"It should be, it should be."

Xia Shushi nodded hastily, and then asked, "But this matter is not over yet, Wei Ran, what about the negatives of those burnt photos? If we can't find those negatives, isn't our work in vain?"

"The 10 beauties of Kou Kou are all yours, so why not work for nothing?" Wei Ran reminded, dumbfounded.

"What about you?" Xia Shushi grinned, "I've got the money, what should you do? Why don't you keep the one hundred thousand?"

"I'll forget it"

Wei Ran replied vaguely, "I'll take time to go to the devil's place in a few years to see if I can find those negatives. If I find them, you have to help me publish them."

"Don't worry about this!"

Xia Shushi patted his chest and made a promise, "As long as you can find it, I will definitely find someone hard-working and announce it to you."

(End of this chapter)