War Photographer's Notebook

Under Wei Ran's gaze, the metal quill also wrote lines of text under the beautiful woman it had drawn:
Role identity: personal bodyguard Wei Ran

Return task:

1. Smoke at least one pack of Qianmen brand cigarettes and buy at least one pack of Camel brand cigarettes every day, and complete all information transmission tasks.

2. Pass the entry interview to protect Tao Meixiang's personal safety, and get the opportunity to enter the underground printing room of Xuqingshu Apartment.

3. Survive until the victory of the Anti-Japanese War,

4. Join the Anti-Japanese Rapture Killing Group and assist Tao Canhua to complete the assassination mission
5. Take at least four group photos, and the number of people in a single photo should not be less than five.

What kind of deceitful task is this? As Wei Ran muttered to himself, the dazzling white light also enveloped everything he could see.

In the white light that seemed to drown everything, he also saw something that could be used this time.This time, although the weapon he can use is only a Mauser bayonet, there are many other non-lethal props.

There are not only telescopes from Finland, first-aid kits and guqin Yaoguang that are rarely used, but also precious double-layer food boxes.

In addition, he also saw in the dazzling white light the Rollei dual-reverse and the permanent flashlight from the recruiting battlefield, and the silver three-piece suit from the Leningrad battlefield-a lighter, a cigarette case and a pistol. furnace.

When the white light faded, the first sensory experience he received was the scorching heat and the ear-piercing chirping of cicadas. Of course, there was also the billowing heat wave steaming from behind.

When his vision returned to normal, the first thing he saw was a ginkgo tree that was only as thick as a calf, but grew extraordinarily lush.

At this time, I was standing side by side with a skinny young man who looked to be fifteen or sixteen years old, in the only shade that this ginkgo tree could provide.

This dirty young man was barefoot, with a bag of floral cloth hanging on his shoulders, a pair of tattered trousers and a tattered yellow-white undershirt that smelled like sweat. Carrying an erhu.

Looking at himself again, Wei Ran shook his head secretly, his condition was not much better than the other's, his trousers were torn, and the double-breasted gown on his upper body was also dirty with patches stacked on top of each other. He opened his mouth and exposed his big toe.

Looking up and looking around, not far from the ginkgo tree that provided them with shade, there is a small two-and-a-half-story western-style building.He can almost confirm that this small western-style building is the one he got in later generations.

But compared with later generations, this small building is so beautiful now. Not only is the outer wall covered with a layer of white marble with intricate carvings, but the first floor is next to the entrance steps. In the garage of the room, there is still a milky white retro car parked in the garage.

Looking up, compared with the later generations, the third floor on the top floor has a full half of the area is a balcony full of flowers.

Looking back and looking around, there is a small room behind this exceptionally beautiful building that does not exist in later generations, it seems to be a small room in a boiler room. It is covered tightly, and only the various small flowers dotted during the period can be seen.

While he was looking around, he saw a man wearing a floral blue dress and pure black trousers, a white apron around his waist, black cloth shoes on his feet, and a floral blue turban on his head. He seemed to be about 40 years old and kind. The woman also came out of the small building, stood on the steps and greeted from a distance, "Wei Ran, Yao Canhua, come in."

Yao Canhua?Yao? !Why is your surname Yao? !
Wei Ran looked at the barefoot young man carrying an erhu in surprise, suppressed his doubts, stepped up the steps, and followed the woman dressed as a servant into the small building.

There is no doubt that this small building is not only much more beautiful on the outside than later generations, but also the decoration inside is extraordinarily luxurious.

The teak floor, finely carved hanging flower doors, European-style furniture and tall clocks, and even the buzzing old-fashioned ceiling fans and crystal chandeliers above the head all exude extravagance and luxury.

"This is Ms. Dumb Cao, the driver"

While Wei Ran and that "Yao Canhua" were observing the attire in the room, the middle-aged woman also pointed to a man in a black Chinese tunic suit who looked to be 36 or seven years old with a fierce face and introduced, "You call His dumb uncle can do it, Canhua, you follow the dumb uncle."

"Aunt Yang" the young man named Canhua asked nervously, "Where is my Aunt Jasmine?"

"She's upstairs"

The woman called Aunt Yang comforted her with a kind smile, "Don't be nervous, let Uncle Dumb take you to take a bath and change into clean clothes before going to see Miss. Your Aunt Jasmine is gone, all right, let's go."

"Okay"

Yao Canhua nodded, bowed respectfully to Aunt Yang, and then politely bowed to the dumb uncle with a horrible scar on his neck as a greeting, and then followed the latter into the room. A room upstairs.

"Wei Ran, come with me." Aunt Yang said, beckoning Wei Ran to follow him to a bathroom on the first floor.

This bathroom not only has a flush toilet, but also a green enamel bathtub. At this time, the bathtub is half full of water. On the table next to it, there is a box of soap, two towels, and an extra set. Neatly folded clothes, and under the table, there is a pair of brand new black mid-cut Oxford boots.

"Miss loves cleanliness"

Aunt Yang, who was standing at the door, explained in a low voice, "Wei Ran, take a good shower and change into new clothes later, so that you can at least make a good impression on Miss.

If the lady is willing to keep you, she can save some money to marry a wife in the future. Even if the lady doesn't like you, at least you have a good old outfit. You can go to Quanyechang to see if you can find one. A porter's job. "

Speaking of this, Aunt Yang helped close the door from the outside without waiting for Wei Ran's response, and at the same time did not forget to remind, "Hurry up, don't make the lady wait too long."

"Hey! I'll be done soon."

Wei Ran hurriedly responded, and at the same time put his head in front of the mirror on the wall.

In this mirror, although his appearance has not changed, he has a slightly messy Prussian hazel head.

He vaguely remembered that the last time he had this hairstyle was in the snowstorm-shrouded hunting lodge in Finland.

Without daring to waste too much time, Wei Ran tore off the torn clothes on his body as quickly as possible, scooped out half a basin of water from the bathtub with a washbasin and poured it over his head and face, then picked up the bar of soap Started scrubbing.

"Wow—!"

After washing off the foam all over his body with the second basin of water, Wei Ran scrubbed it again before stepping into the bathtub and submerging his whole body in the warm and cool water.

After taking a shower as quickly as possible, he did not forget to let go of the bath water in the bathtub, and unscrewed the brass faucet, took a basin of water to flush the bathtub first, and then covered himself again After pouring a pot of water on his face, he picked up a towel and wiped off the water stains on his body.

While opening the bathroom window to ventilate the air, Wei Ran put on a pair of square white shorts wrapped in wrapping paper, then put on a black tunic suit and a white shirt, finally put on the socks, and stepped on the uppers of the shoes Lace-up oxford boots that wrap around the ankle.

Reaching out to pick up a horn comb placed on the table, he combed his hair and applied some pomade. Wei Ran looked in the mirror and saw that there was nothing inappropriate, and then opened the wooden door of the bathroom.

Without waiting to walk out of the bathroom, he noticed that in the hall on the first floor, a beautiful girl in a white cheongsam, flesh-colored stockings, and black high-heeled shoes was sitting on the sofa, holding a cigarette with a golden cigarette holder in her hand look at yourself.

This beautiful woman is of course Mei Xiang, a famous courtesan, and behind her, there are two girls standing on one left and one on the right.

The girl on the left is about 25 or 1.7 years old. She is at least [-] meters tall. She has big arms and a round waist, especially her arms are not thinner than Wei Ran's. Although her face is definitely not Good-looking, but faintly revealing a trace of perseverance.

On the other hand, the girl on the right looks only sixteen or seventeen years old, with a thin body and curvy brows. It can be said that this little girl is as beautiful as the girl on the left is manly.

If Wei Ran, an uneducated person, could describe it, he could only say that when he saw this girl, he immediately thought of sister Daiyu in Dream of the Red Chamber.

That's right, the two sisters Daiyu, the one on the left is the sister Daiyu who pulls the weeping willow upside down, and the one on the right is the sister Daiyu who is weak Liu Fufeng and sickly Xizi.

While he was arranging the girls here secretly, the famous prostitute Meixiang sitting on the sofa who looked definitely under 30 years old asked unhurriedly, "Aunt Yang, is this your nephew Wei Ran?"

"Yes, ma'am."

Aunt Yang bowed slightly and replied, "He is the child of my own sister. He doesn't gamble or smoke opium. He can drive and shoot.

"Aunt Yang, let him speak for himself."

After finishing speaking, Miss Meixiang looked at Wei Ran, and asked with a smile, "What do you know?"

"What kind of person do you need?" Wei Ran asked with a smile, neither humble nor overbearing.

"The Japanese devils are about to break into Jinmen."

Miss Meixiang blew out a smoke ring, and continued to speak slowly, "I need someone who has the guts to protect me even in the face of Japanese devils, who is willing to protect me, and has the ability to protect me."

"It shouldn't be a big problem." Wei Ran replied with a smile.

"Tell me what you know." Meixiang asked again, "I don't need embroidered pillows here."

Looking at Aunt Yang with a tense face, Wei Ran replied unhurriedly, "As my aunt said, I can drive a car, use a gun, ride a horse, and treat trauma."

"Do you have kung fu?" Miss Meixiang asked casually.

"Know how to defend yourself"

"Uncle Dumb, try him." After Meixiang finished speaking, she looked at Wei Ran again, "Don't hurt Uncle Dumb."

Before she finished speaking, the dumb uncle who was originally standing with Yao Canhua or the young man named Tao Canhua strode towards Wei Ran with strides, but he didn't even say hello, he raised his foot and just gave a whirr The whip of the wind.

He narrowly avoided the kick, but the opponent's fist had already hit him.However, before the punch touched Wei Ran, the dumb uncle had to stop.

At this time, Wei Ran already had a slender Mauser bayonet in his hand, and the broad back of this bayonet was stuck to his heart, and the sharp point of the bayonet had even lifted the cover of his coat pocket.

This contest started so quickly and ended so quickly, not only the dumb uncle broke out in a cold sweat, but also the girl Meixiang who was still sitting on the sofa couldn't react for a while.

But soon, she clapped her hands and asked with great satisfaction, "Wei Ran, do you know any musical instruments?"

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Wei Ran nodded, "I know Maozi's bayan, I can also play the harmonica, and I can play a few pieces on the guqin."

When he finished speaking, not only Miss Meixiang's eyes lit up, but even Yao Canhua, who had changed into a gray gown but was still holding the erhu in his hand, looked at Wei Ran in surprise.

"Can you sing opera? Peking Opera!" During the interrogation, Meixiang, who was originally sitting on the sofa, had already stood up.

"No." Wei Ran shook his head, "I can't sing because of my bad voice."

"How about dancing? Can you dance?" Meixiang continued to ask after a moment of disappointment appeared on her face.

"Can ballroom dance and waltz"

Wei Ran answered truthfully, he really knew how to do these two——back then, he stepped on the shoes of those school girls side by side at the Hongqi Forest Farm.

"I will give you 120 oceans every month"

Meixiang, who had already stood up, said with a smile on her face, "If you really know so many things as you said, I will give you 200 yuan from next month."

"Do you need me to do anything?" Wei Ran ignored the salary of 200 oceans, and asked about his job content instead.

"Protect my safety. As long as I leave this yard, you must follow me every step of the way."

Having said that, the beautiful girl added another sentence, "If someone wants to insult my innocence, you have to kill him and go to the patrol room and wait for me to redeem you. If you can't kill him, then kill me as soon as possible."

"No problem." Wei Ran nodded happily.

"Mother Yang, arrange a room for Wei Ran on the first floor."

Girl Meixiang said bluntly, "Qiushi, go and get 120 oceans to Wei Ran, and pay this month's wages first. Uncle Dumb, drive him to Mr. Schweiger's foreign firm later to buy a gun for self-defense."

"Yes"

Mama Yang and the skinny "sister Daiyu" who probably didn't look like an adult all agreed in unison, and the dumb uncle also patted his chest and nodded.

"It's your turn"

Miss Meixiang sat on the sofa again and looked at Yao Canhua with an envious face, "I heard from Jasmine that you can play the erhu and sing?"

"Everything!"

The youthful young man, who looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, didn't even dare to lift his head, and stammered, "I can play the erhu. I used to perform with my father at the gate of a theater in Peking. I can play Beijing rhyme drums, Tianjin Drum, Laoting Drum, and Old West Road Qin Opera can also sing two verses."

"Do you know Peking Opera?" Miss Meixiang asked expectantly.

"Learned by stealing," Yao Canhua timidly replied.

"Sing a section for me first, and if you sing well, you can stay." Meixiang girl said and winked at Yang's mother, "Yang's mother, go arrange Wei Ran."

"Come with me"

Yang Ma waved at Wei Ran, and led him into a room guarding the entrance of the small building, and the window was facing the gate of the small courtyard.