War Photographer's Notebook

In the middle of the night on August 8, Guan Bingwen drove the milky white car back to the garage of Xuqingshu Apartment.The young man whose back had not yet healed from the burns was the first to get out of the driver's cab, passed through the door, and went straight to the basement under Jasmine's guidance.

At the same time, on the stage in the basement covered with mats, Wei Ran, who heard the movement, immediately sat up and turned on the lights in the basement.

"Brother Wei" was almost on his feet, Guan Bingwen ran in, followed by Mei Xiang, who was wearing a satin pajamas, also came down.

"How's the situation?" Mei Xiang asked drunkenly before walking down the steps.

"We were stopped by the Japanese as soon as we left the French Concession."

Guan Bingwen replied with a smile of a successful prank, "They even checked under the car before letting us go. It seems that there are still people driving with us on the way."

"Has anyone noticed our place?" Wei Ran turned to look at Mei Xiang.

"can't hide"

Mei Xiang yawned, "Many people know that I have learned English from Mrs. Huang, and they all know that Mr. Feng and Mrs. Huang are my regular customers. They often come here to play cards and dance. By the way, Mrs. Huang's bones."

"Teacher Huang's ashes have been handed over to Mr. Feng," Guan Bingwen replied immediately.

"I hope Mr. Feng can come out." Meixiang sighed, then changed the subject and asked, "Speaking of business, what happened to Ueda's partner?"

"She lives in the French Concession"

Guan Bingwen paused and continued, "Ever since sister Meixiang talked about Ueda before, my sister was paying attention to him and his female companion at the banquet yesterday.

During the daytime today, that woman even sent someone to my house to invite me and my sister to a private ball held by her. According to the person who came to deliver the letter, the ball not only invited a few well-known artists in winter capital They also invited two white Russian dancers who can dance the buckskin dance, and it seems that they also invited the buckskin rock band from Flying Green Funeral to perform. "

"Such a big fight?" Mei Xiang raised her eyebrows, "When?"

"Tomorrow evening"

Guan Bingwen said, "My sister and I inquired about it. At the dance yesterday, all the young masters and young ladies in their families basically received invitations to everyone that Ueda had made friends with."

"Is this going to buy you young masters and ladies?" Mei Xiang asked with a smile.

"may not"

Guan Bingwen grinned, "Because of this, my sister and I discussed it and decided that no matter what, we have to mess up her dance party. After much deliberation, the easiest way is to kill that woman."

"So we only have time tonight?" Wei Ran asked.

Guan Bingwen nodded, "Brother Wei, look."

"I originally planned to ask the dumb uncle to do this." Mei Xiang also looked at Wei Ran, "Cousin, how about just treating me with a nomination certificate?"

"Where does she live?" Wei Ran asked bluntly.

"not far"

Guan Bingwen was obviously well prepared, "She lives near the junction of the British Concession and the French Concession. It's not far from here. It only takes less than a quarter of an hour to walk!"

While talking, Guan Bingwen dipped his finger in the teacup, explained while drawing on the table, and finally did not forget to say, "I heard from the manager Davis, who specializes in helping to buy real estate, that her building The small building was bought in the middle of last month.

Just now when I came to borrow a car from you, I passed by there and took a look. The lights were on in the house, so I guess someone must have lived there.In addition, there is a weathervane in the shape of a big rooster on the chimney of that house, and there are two unlit white lanterns hanging at the door, which are easy to find. "

"Have you agreed to participate in the dance?" Wei Ran raised his head and asked.

"I agree." Guan Bingwen nodded, "My sister and I both agree."

"Don't be late tomorrow, and don't go too early." Wei Ran said, already reaching out and erasing the simple route map drawn on the table.

"In that case, sister Meixiang, I will stay soon."

Guan Bingwen stood up and said, "Also, I will drive the car away first, and I have to take my sister and her classmates to the dance party tomorrow."

"Go, be careful on the way back." Mei Xiang yawned after finishing speaking, "I should be sleeping too, cousin, don't wake me up."

"Certainly not"

Wei Ran replied pointedly, but he didn't get up at all, but watched Mei Xiang and Guan Bingwen leave the basement one after another with a smile on his face.

He took out the silver pocket watch in his pocket and looked at it. Wei Ran lightly pinched the splint on the fracture, then got up and went upstairs to his room, found a pair of Oxford boots and two towels, and wiped the soles of the shoes. After wrapping, it is tightened with a cowhide rope to ensure that the towel will not fall off.

This is not over yet, he rummaged through the box and found a pack of rat poison that Yang Ma said was particularly useful, mixed it with sesame oil and a few German sausages cut into flowers, wrapped it in a towel and put it in a food box inside.

Finally, he pulled out a piece of black cloth and put it around his face to try. Wei Ran picked up the horseshoe watch on the bedside and set a time. He put a sock on the copper bell on the horseshoe watch, put it in his arms and fell asleep.

In the twinkling of an eye, it was 03:30 in the morning. With the sound of knocking, Wei Ran woke up immediately, and sat up while pressing the hammer of the horseshoe watch.

Turning the alarm clock back to six o'clock in the morning, Wei Ran changed into a black tunic suit and Oxford boots covering the soles in the dark, and finally put on two layers of rubber gloves, and used the black cloth in a decent manner. covered his face.

When he quietly pushed it away and left the room, he found not only a desk lamp lit, but also Jasmine and Tao Canhua sitting on the first floor.

"I'll guard the door for you"

As she spoke, Jasmine had already stood up and extinguished the lamp. She called Tao Canhua, who was struggling to stay energetic, to go out together. Under the cover of the night, she quietly opened the fence door a crack.

Without any communication at all, Wei Ran dodged out of the small courtyard and started running wildly in the shadow of the wall.

Although he knew that in the time and space without himself, the person who completed this assassination mission was most likely Dumb Cao who was going to run away with Feng Maoyun tonight, Wei Ran was still a little excited.

Of course he was excited. To be honest, the skills he learned from Hongqi Forest Farm didn't have much use in the world he was familiar with.

Not to mention anything else, there are surveillance systems everywhere that require no rest or even blind spots, infrared and even vibration alarm systems, as well as DNA and fingerprint comparison technology, plus satellites orbiting hundreds of kilometers above his head, all of which make him easily afraid. Use those dangerous trivia facts.

But where is this?This is the Republic of China era in 1937. Although this is a dark age where cannibalism is nothing new, for a murderer like him who is about to let go, there is no surveillance, sufficient night lighting, and not much criminal investigation technology. You can even buy bribes arbitrarily. This place can really be called a paradise for crime.

Because of this, he couldn't help showing a crazy smile on his face covered by the black cloth.He even felt a kind of carefree and bloodthirsty impulse in his heart!
In just 10 minutes, he found the two-story red brick building on the edge of the French Concession.

Finally, I took a look at the rooster-shaped weather vane on the chimney of this building and the two white lanterns hanging at the door.

Wei Ran first took out the food box and took out the sausages with ingredients, broke them into pieces and put them in his pocket, then put away the food box, carefully followed the shadow of the building to the wall, jumped hard, and it was easy With one hand, he grabbed the top of the brick wall less than two meters high.

Climbing up a few times with his feet, Wei Ran grabbed the top of the wall and looked in, then turned over and lay down on the top of the wall, took out some sausages from his pocket and threw them around, and looked at the place by the way. A two-story building with only lights on the porch on the first floor.

After waiting for a moment, he jumped down quietly and walked around the wall to the back of the small building.As expected, the architectural structure is similar to that of Xu Qing Shu Apartment. There is also a back door connected to the kitchen.

After listening for a moment, Wei Ran quietly passed through the kitchen and came to the living room on the first floor. Then he heard faint and even rhythmic snoring coming from the room next to the garage.

Trying to turn the doorknob slightly, seeing that it was not locked at all, a smile appeared on Wei Ran's face.

Gently pushing open the door, Wei Ran stepped in and immediately closed the door.With a little starlight coming in from the window, he could clearly see that there was a man wearing a Japanese loincloth lying on the bed in this room.

He didn't even bother to check who this person was. Wei Ran stabbed the opponent's chest with the bayonet in his left hand and pierced his heart. At the same time, his fractured right hand also pressed the towel wrapped in his hand in advance to the knife edge.

After the knife was pierced through, Wei Ran immediately pulled out a section of the bayonet, continued to press the knife edge with a towel, and pierced the opponent's lung twice in a row by changing directions.In just a few seconds, this person was cured of his chronic snoring disease by a certain veterinarian, and fell into a long, deep sleep peacefully.

Wiping the blood from the bayonet on the towel wrapped around his right hand, Wei Ran threw two pieces of sausage under the bed and immediately left the room.

Using the starlight to listen to the doors of the rooms on the first floor, he pushed open the door of one of the rooms, and in the same way created another woman whose identity was unknown, but there was a kimono in the room.

Although he couldn't see the woman's face clearly, he knew that she was not the person he was looking for just by the woman's slightly bloated figure.

After wiping the bayonet clean again and throwing a few pieces of sausage in the room, Wei Ran turned and walked out of the room, and went to the second floor quietly.

Although this two-story building does not have a banquet hall that can accommodate 30 to [-] people like Xuqing Shuyu, it also has a spacious living room and dining room, and several people who don’t know what to do with the doors closed. purpose of the room.

Still listening intently, Wei Ran finally heard faint breathing at the door of a sunny room against the east wall.

But this time, he was not in a hurry to open the door.Instead, he moved to the door of another adjacent room, and after listening for a while, he tried to twist the handle again.

Sure enough, this room was not locked at all, and there was no bed in this room at all. Judging by the furnishings, it looked more like a study.

Carefully covering the door, Wei Ran walked up to the balcony and looked at the next door step by step. When he was sure that the curtains in the next room were slightly fluttering by the night wind, he leaned on the wall and stepped on the edge of the balcony carefully. past.

Listening again for a while, Wei Ran gently cut open the screen window with the bayonet in his hand, bent over and stepped in, and when he opened the white gauze curtain that was blown gently by the wind, he also vaguely saw lying on the bed. A woman in a white nightgown.

Thanks to the color of the nightgown, the woman lying on the bed was particularly conspicuous.But this time, Wei Ran didn't act in a hurry, instead he closed the window gently, and after some groping, he found the light switch in the room.

When the lights in the room were turned on, he was immediately sure that the woman on the bed was the one he was going to kill during this trip!

At the same time, under the stimulation of the light, the woman who was sleeping soundly woke up immediately after frowning. However, before she could fully wake up, a white towel soaked with heart blood was mushy. Her face was covered, and at the same time, a cold bayonet was also attached to her snow-white neck.

"Shh-"

Wei Ran gently reminded the other party's ear, taking advantage of the situation, he did not forget to use his broken right hand to help the other party pull up the neckline of the nightgown on the other party's chest, covering the pair of not-so-big bras. flesh and blood.

"Who are you?" The woman asked in a flustered Chinese with a hint of stubble.

Naturally, Wei Ran would not answer her question. Instead, he patted her cheek covered by the bloody towel with his right hand, and at the same time said in Japanese, "Open your mouth."

Hearing this, the woman not only did not open her mouth, but clenched her teeth subconsciously.And this small movement that can be sensed through the cheek muscles also made Wei Ran realize that the other party really understands Japanese.

"open your mouth"

Wei Ran spoke in Japanese again, and at the same time pressed the back of the knife against the snow-white neck of the other party, and with a little force, wiped off the blood stains on the knife that had not been wiped clean.

After a moment of stalemate, the woman finally opened her mouth obediently.And Wei Ran, like a pervert who was picking animals, used his right hand with a rubber glove to part the other's lips, and looked at her teeth.

This trick turns out to be useful in this era
Wei Ran muttered secretly, and after confirming the other party's nationality, he used his fractured right hand to stop the other's hand that was about to reach under the pillow, and at the same time continued to remind in Japanese, "You'd better not try to resist, I don't necessarily If I want to kill you, I don’t have to ask anything.”

It's a pity that this woman, as if she suddenly couldn't understand Japanese, stubbornly pulled out a Lignos pocket pistol that could be loaded with one hand from under the pillow, and at the same time she pulled it out with her fingers. The head buckled the trigger guard and started the loading action.

Seeing this, Wei Ran snorted coldly, and smashed hard behind the other's ear with the handle of the Mauser bayonet in his hand, easily knocking her unconscious.

Picking up the unloaded pocket pistol with a bayonet and taking a look, Wei Ran knew that he might not be able to get anything out of this woman's mouth, so he simply put the small pistol in his pocket, then picked up a pillow towel and stuffed it Put it into its mouth, and then found a belt to strangle the opponent's mouth, then picked it up and went straight downstairs.

After a lot of work, Wei Ran, who only had the strength to use one arm, finally succeeded in dislocating the woman's limbs, knees, elbows and jaw.

Ignoring the wailing and twisting of the gagged woman, Wei Ran blatantly turned on the lights on the upper and lower floors of the building, and went to check the two rooms on the first floor by the way.

What he didn't expect was that although he had never seen the man he killed, the woman he killed turned out to be the maid in the house of Mr. Gu Chuan, the ghost friend of Xiao Su's mother!
In addition, in a room on the second floor, he found a full forty or fifty bongs and at least ten kilograms of tobacco paste.

It's a good plan!
Wei Ran snorted coldly, searched in this small building, and finally found a hemp rope thick as a finger.

Using the hemp rope and the Skoda sedan in the garage, Wei Ran easily hung the girl with her feet up on the porch pillar at the entrance on the first floor.

Gently pulling away the nightdress that could barely touch the ground, Wei Ran smiled at the terrified woman, then took out a syringe needle from the food box beside her, and stuck it into the other's arm. in the veins.

Ignoring the woman's struggle, Wei Ran took out a second needle and stuck it into a blood vessel in her other arm.

Standing up and letting the other party's silk nightgown slip off her body to cover her upper body, Wei Ran walked into the room again, after some searching, found an enamel tea tray and three glass cups and returned to the woman's side.

Place the tea tray directly under the other's uncontrolled hands and prop it up with three cups on its legs.

Before Wei Ran could take his hand away, the dark red blood dripping from the needle fell on the tea tray, making a continuous ticking sound.

Like a pervert, he reached out and touched the goosebumped thigh of the other party. Wei Ran took out two needles from the food box at his feet, and plunged them into the blood vessels of the woman's ankle one by one. At the same time, he said regretfully , "It would have been perfect to hang you on a street lamp."

Ignoring the woman's struggle, Wei Ran saw the gurgling dark red blood slowly drawing two red blood marks on the pair of shiny white bandy legs, and waited patiently for the two blood marks to cross the other woman's constantly twisting body. When the slender waist and ribs finally began to infect the nightgown, he picked up the food box at his feet and scattered some sausages in inconspicuous places with a ticking sound.

It wasn't until he emptied the poison bait in his pocket that he walked into the gate on the first floor again, and after closing the door, he pinned all the Molotov cocktails he had personally made for the dance and the dozens of kilograms of smoke ointment he had just looted. on the doorknob and doused with kerosene found in the kitchen.

Finally, I went to the bathroom to carefully wash off the blood and oil stains on the rubber gloves. Then Wei Ran left along the back door of the kitchen, went around to the gate of the yard, opened the green iron door and left, and then closed the door from the outside. , and secure it with a padlock that I brought with me.

Looking left and right at the deserted and dark street, Wei Ran took off a layer of rubber gloves and threw it in the opposite direction, strolling in the yard and disappearing into the night against the shadow of the building.

Soon after, he returned to the Love Letter Apartment carrying two towels that were originally used to wrap the soles of his shoes.

"Finished?" Jasmine, who had been guarding the iron fence door, asked in a low voice.

Wei Ran nodded silently, and handed the captured small pistol to the other party while walking into the room, "This is for you, help me burn this suit later."

"No problem." Jasmine immediately responded, and at the same time, a strong white light suddenly lit up in front of Wei Ran's eyes.