War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 1208 No Name
In the dark of night, Wei Ran and Tao Canhua returned to Xulove Letter Apartment with a small boat.Mei Xiang and Andy, who had been waiting at the door in advance, took Mr. Feng and Cao Dumb to the basement immediately after getting off the boat.

As for what they said in the basement, Wei Ran didn't know, but he was called up again in the middle of the night. Together with Tao Canhua, they took the boat and sent the two of them out of the love letter apartment again, to the next three In an alley that has been filled with water in Wuwuer.

"Will we meet again in the future?"

Wei Ran asked while waiting for Mr. Feng and Cao Duba to transfer to another boat waiting here. By the way, he also handed the two gold bars to Cao Duba, and repeated Mei Xiang's instructions against the other person's ear. Ichiban.

Originally, these two gold bars should have been given to Guan Bingwen, but when he went to pick up the two, the window was closed too fast, and he had no chance to give them out.But thinking about it, giving this gold bar to these two should be regarded as making the best use of everything.

"Yes, of course."

Feng No, Mr. Hong waited for Mute Cao to board the boat with the gold bars, and made a firm promise. The boat was also driven by the bamboo pole in the hands of the boatman, and disappeared into the darkness with the faint sound of splashes. among.

"Let's go back too"

Wei Ran looked up at the night sky where the raindrops had started to fall again, and whispered to Tao Canhua.

Hearing this, Tao Canhua silently picked up the bamboo pole on the boat, gave it a strong push, and skillfully manipulated the boat to swim towards Shuyu.

When the two of them returned to the study apartment, they found that Jasmine was sitting on a chair in the hall waiting for them.

"Go to the basement." Jasmine whispered, "Miss is waiting for you."

"it is good"

Wei Ran nodded, walked into the storage room with Tao Canhua, and walked up the stairs to the basement.

Perhaps because of the power outage, there was only one kerosene lamp burning on the table in the damp basement at this time. Meixiang and Andy were sitting on both sides of the table. On the table between them, except for the kerosene lamp, In addition, there is a white porcelain ashtray.

"Have you delivered?" Andy asked slowly.

"delivered"

Wei Ran casually pulled a chair and sat down, lit a cigarette and replied, "However, the gold bars were not delivered to Guan Bingwen."

Then, Wei Ran also recounted his handling method while fuming.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if you give it to the dumb uncle or Xiaoguan." Meixiang crushed the cigarette butt, put away the cigarette holder and stood up, "Take two puffs tightly, there is still business. Canhua, move the mirror away."

"immediately"

After Wei Ran finished speaking, he took two puffs of the cigarette, pulled out the butt of the cigarette and crushed it in the ashtray.At the same time, Tao Canhua pushed away the big mirror familiarly.

Looking at each other with Mei Xiang, Andy took out a key and unlocked the padlock on the small door, and then got in first.Following closely behind, Wei Ran, Tao Canhua and Mei Xiang also got in.

Contrary to his expectations, the hidden basement was still dry, and it seemed that it was not affected by the flood outside.

Moreover, compared with the two years, there are many more things inside, the most conspicuous of which are the slender water tanks that occupy half the width of the passage, placed next to each other in the passage along the way. .

In these tanks, some are filled with unhusked rice, some with plump grains of wheat, and some are filled with such things as sun-dried radish strips and cucumber strips, dried beans and eggplants. .Even, there seemed to be strips of ham buried in two jars filled with coarse salt.

Continuing to walk in, when they passed through the iron gate and entered the hidden underground space, Wei Ran found that the changes here were also not small.

Not to mention anything else, at least the original iron frame bed and steel wire bed are gone. Instead, they are on the innermost side against the wall. On the left hand side are an operating bed and two wooden cabinets containing various medicines. The operating bed is right in front of it. Above, several incandescent lamps of different heights hang down.

On the right side, there are two more wooden bunk beds placed at 90-degree angles.He could even see that those bunk beds were made of the same wooden boards that were used to block the doors and windows.

In addition, those printing machines seemed to have been carefully maintained, and each even had a coarse cloth cover.

But the most important thing is that a few things are being placed on the small table in the center of the room, which is a combination of a painting jar and a glass plate.

The first thing is a wooden box that Wei Ran looks very familiar to!
Beside the wooden box, there were two slightly tattered English books. Judging from the titles, they seemed to be a maintenance manual for a printing press and a book on radio technology.

In addition, there is also a red cover of "The Scream" on the table, and a photo is also buckled next to the book.

"Mr. Feng is going to do something with the Guan family when he returns to Tianjin this time."

While talking, Mei Xiang sat on a small stool next to the painting vat, lit a cigarette and said slowly, "They are going to use the printing press here to carry out anti-Japanese propaganda, and I agree."

Seeing that Wei Ran and Tao Canhua didn't seem to be expressing their opinions, Mei Xiang continued, "After the flood has passed this time, I plan to set up a troupe in this book apartment, just use the children upstairs. Don't ask for bragging." How good playing and singing can be, as long as the movement is big enough and loyal enough. Canhua, I will leave it to you and Qiu Shi to set up the troupe. From now on, you will be the troupe's leader."

"Okay!" Tao Canhua immediately responded, and then asked, "Auntie, what's the name of our troupe?"

"What name do you think is appropriate?" Meixiang looked at Andy with a smile.

"Call it whatever you like," Andy replied nonchalantly, obviously not caring about such things.

"Then what is love called?"

Mei Xiang casually handed over the decision to Tao Canhua, then reached out to turn over the photo on the table and pushed it in front of Wei Ran and the other two, "Compared to the troupe, the next step is the business."

Hearing this, Wei Ran and Tao Canhua immediately focused on that photo.

The people in this photo are a shirtless fat man holding a cheongsam woman in his arms, and someone Wei Ran is particularly familiar with - the fake reporter Ding Rongfu who bought Shuyu information from him!

"This fat man is the traitor Wang Xian who is in charge of guarding Sanbuer and the barbed wire fence in the French Concession. You must know the skinny man next to him, cousin?" Mei Xiang asked with a smile.

"know"

A smile also appeared on Wei Ran's face, "This thief calls himself Ding Rongfu. Two years ago, when I sent Canhua to play the piano for Ueda Ghost, I stole a lot of money from him."

"This Ding Rongfu lives in the concession to collect intelligence for the devils. He has recently been eyeing a classmate of Xiaoguan."

After speaking, Mei Xiang raised her head and glanced at Wei Ran, "Uncle Mute followed Feng and Mr. Hong here this time to deal with Ding Rongfu and Wang Xian.

After solving Ding Rongfu, Xiaoguan will be much safer.After Wang Xian is solved, the Guan family siblings can encourage their traitor father to take over the job. By then, we will have a passage to the outside of the concession. "

"So Dumb Uncle and the others just went to Sanwu's neighborhood to deal with Wang Xian?" Wei Ran looked at the other party and asked.

"right"

Andy, who had already lit up a cigarette, took over the conversation, "They will do it during the next thunderstorm night. Mei Xiang has arranged to kill Ding Rongfu for you, thinking that if they do it at the same time, it will be safer."

"you?"

Wei Ran turned his head suspiciously and glanced at Tao Canhua, whose eyes were already shining beside him, "Am I going with Canhua?"

"Jasmine said that he is no longer young anymore and it's time for him to see blood."

Andy tapped the letter on the table with his fingernail and continued, "This Ding Rongfu lives in the house where you killed Ueda's girlfriend.

According to the news from Xiaoguan, at least four or five people lived there, and they were all under Ding Rongfu's subordinates. If conditions permit, they should be killed together. "

"If it's difficult, wait for Uncle Dumb to come over and help after he's done with his work." Mei Xiang said.

"I have a few questions"

While Wei Ran was speaking, he also lit a cigarette for himself, and at the same time, it was also a bit of preparation time for Mei Xiang and Andy.

"What's the problem?" Andy asked first.

"I want to know the identities of the Guan family siblings and Mr. Hong." Wei Ran took a breath, looked at the two beautiful girls seriously, "and our identities."

Hearing this, Meixiang and Andy looked at each other. After a moment of hesitation, the former lit a cigarette as well, while Andy got up and left the room, and walked into the dim passageway, apparently on guard.

"Mr. Hong is a member of the Minxian organization, before the July [-]th Incident."

Meixiang lowered her voice very low, as if she was talking to herself, and explained, "Xiaoguan joined the Anti-Japanese Killing Group with her older sister this spring. One of them was in charge of communication and publicity, and the other was in charge of Purchase supplies."

"What about us?" Tao Canhua, who was a little excited, asked with a look of yearning, "Are we also part of the Anti-Japanese Murder Squad?"

"Us?" Mei Xiang smiled, then shook her head, "It doesn't count."

"What about Minxian?" Tao Canhua continued to ask, "Are we Minxian?"

"Naturally it doesn't count." Mei Xiang shook her head again, "Last year, Minxian was disbanded."

"It doesn't even count," Tao Canhua muttered with difficulty concealing his disappointment, "We don't even have a name or something?"

"It's not about the big family and the second family fighting for family property, what kind of status is not."

Wei Ran muttered angrily, and then asked without giving up, "Cousin, what are we?"

"Book House" Mei Xiang said with a smile, "Of course it's a book house."

"It's gone?" Tao Canhua, who originally thought that Meixiang could say something, asked.

"Gone"

Mei Xiang smiled, "We can't have any affiliation with Mr. Feng, nor can we have any affiliation with the Guan family siblings.

This is the book apartment. In the future, these printing presses left by the British will be used to print anti-Japanese posters, so that the anti-Japanese people can plaster them all over the streets and alleys.

The operating room that Andy and his cousin built little by little in the past two years will also be used to provide medical assistance to those injured in the battle.Apart from our own people, only the Guan siblings and Mr. Hong know the existence of this place. "

Having said that, Mei Xiang exhaled a perfect smoke ring, "What? You two have complaints?"

"no"

Tao Canhua immediately shook his head, "As long as I can kill devils, I can do whatever I want. If I don't have a title, then I won't have it!"

"Okay, that's all I want to talk to you about."

Mei Xiang waved her hand, "Cousin, you take Canhua up, and discuss how to do it in advance."

"Go, go."

Wei Ran patted Tao Canhua on the shoulder, and the two of them simply turned around and left the room, walked along the dark passage through the soundproof cotton curtains, and climbed up under Andy's smiling gaze.

The two returned to the storage room on the first floor one by one. After Tao Canhua greeted Jasmine who was on guard, he followed Wei Ran into the kitchen.

Opening the back door of the kitchen, letting the sound of splashing rain come in, Wei Ran lit a candle lamp and placed it on the small table in the kitchen. "How do we do it?" Tao Canhua asked in a low voice with an excited face.

"How old are you this year?" Wei Ran asked an irrelevant question.

"Nineteen, what's wrong?" Tao Canhua asked subconsciously.

"It's okay when you're an adult"

Wei Ran muttered vaguely under the cover of the pattering rain, and then asked, "Have you been there recently?"

"I've been." Tao Canhua nodded immediately.

"Is there a lot of water there?"

"Why not big!" Tao Canhua immediately said, "In some places the water is as high as the top of the wall!"

It's not a coincidence.
Wei Ran subconsciously touched his once broken right arm. Now his hands and feet were sharp. Even the only wall that could block them had been leveled by the flood.So even if you bring a newbie with you, it's really not that troublesome.

Looking at the rain curtain outside the window, Wei Ran secretly sighed that the rain was not heavy enough, got up and patted Tao Canhua on the shoulder and said, "Go back and rest first, I'll think about how to do it first."

"Okay" Tao Canhua also stood up and helped close the back door of the kitchen.

"Aren't you going to sleep in the darkroom on the second floor today?" Tao Canhua couldn't help asking curiously when he saw Wei Ran walking towards his house on the first floor.

"So they moved there."

Wei Ran muttered to himself, then waved his hands, "No, it's raining again, I'd better keep an eye on the first floor, lest the water flood in."

"You don't need to watch"

Tao Canhua pointed to the location of the foyer, "There are Pike and Keqin, they have been staring at them these days, you go back and rest."

Hearing this, Wei Ran, who had gone to the wrong room, nodded and stopped insisting, and followed Tao Canhua up to the second floor.

At this time, the children, big and small, were already sleeping next to each other on the floor of the banquet hall on the second floor, and there were even a few of them snoring, grinding their teeth and talking in sleep.

"You can enjoy a house by yourself"

Tao Canhua pointed to the room on the second floor that once belonged to Qiu Shi and said in a low voice, "Uncle Meng and I live in the same room, and his snoring can jump the roof three times."

"How about we switch?" Wei Ran asked with a smile.

"Need not"

Tao Canhua waved his hand, and passed the candle lamp in his hand to Wei Ran, and he walked into the room in the dark while leaning on the wall.

After the other party closed the door, Wei Ran walked into the darkroom. After closing the door, he took off his wet clothes, lay down on the wire bed, and stuffed the last front door cigarette in his mouth.

After a night of silence, the next day, Wei Ran was woken up by the sound of knocking outside the door.

When he put on his damp clothes and pushed open the door, he happened to see Mama Yang and Uncle Meng, each holding a big spoon, serving the stubble rice porridge to the half-children queuing up holding bowls .

Beside these two people, Tao Canhua also held a pair of serving chopsticks, and put three slices of pickled cabbage lumps in each of their bowls.

The boys who received the porridge, also with joy on their faces, lined up and walked into the small restaurant on the second floor. After finding a place to sit down, they quietly drank the thick rice porridge with a spoon.

After this observation, he found that there were 11 young men on the second floor alone, not counting the girls on the third floor.

"Hurry up and wash your face, and then come over for dinner." Yang Ma couldn't help but urged when she saw Wei Ran standing at the door, dumbfounded.

"Hey! Immediately!"

Wei Ran responded, went into the bathroom and washed his face indiscriminately. When he came out, Tao Canhua had already served him a bowl of porridge and a small dish of pickles, and put them on the coffee table in the restaurant.

"How many people are there now?" Wei Ran picked up his rice bowl and asked casually while sipping the thick rice porridge, "I was so busy yesterday that I forgot to count."

"Not counting pike and Keqin, there are 15 for the little boy, and seven for the girl."

Uncle Meng answered Wei Ran's question without even thinking about it. At the same time, he raised his chin towards a room on the second floor, and said with a distressed expression, "Among these dolls, there are four injured boys. There are two girl movies of mine."

"I'll take a look later." Wei Ran followed the topic, then changed the subject and asked, "Are we still getting enough food?"

"Enough, enough."

Yang's mother lowered her voice a little, and said very proudly, "It's not me, there is no one in this street who has as much food as we stockpile! Don't look at the big gang of girls and boys, it won't be enough to eat it like this for another month." No problem!"

"That's what it says"

Uncle Meng sighed, "Miss has been saying for the past two days that half of the food should be used to open a porridge factory for disaster relief."

"I think it's a good thing," Tao Canhua echoed, "When we went out for the past two days, we could see beggars everywhere, and many of them were so hungry that they couldn't stand up."

"I don't think the water will recede for a while."

Uncle Meng looked out the window worriedly, "I'm worried that these children will also be hungry."

"We can't go out to provide disaster relief," Wei Ran said without raising his head.

"Why?" Yang Ma was the first to be unhappy, and subconsciously frowned.

Hearing this, Wei Ran didn't speak, but just looked at the children eating in the restaurant.Seeing this, the other three also realized something, and wisely ended this topic.

After eating this simple breakfast, Yang's mother also lifted the lid of the large pottery pot where the traditional Chinese medicine was boiled, and served everyone, including Wei Ran, a bowl of Chinese herbal medicine soup to prevent the plague.

After finishing the bowl of bitter herbal soup that made people cry, Uncle Meng limped downstairs and didn't know what to do. Sleepy, he got into the room where Tao Canhua and Uncle Meng stayed last night.

And those young men who had drunk the medicine already held a toothbrush each, and started brushing their teeth in groups of three or four guarding the big copper basin.

Seeing this, Wei Ran took out his pocket watch and checked the time with the clock that was moved to the second floor. Then, under Tao Canhua's reminder, he put on a mask and walked into the room where Yang's mother used to live.

There was no bed in this room. On the wooden floor, four little boys, who looked to be about fourteen or fifteen years old, were lying.

These four little guys did not include the one with an injured hind foot that Wei Ran found last night. They didn't seem to have any external injuries, but these four were listless and weak.

After some inspection, Wei Ran could only confirm that one of them should be malaria, but for the other three with wet towels on their foreheads, he couldn't see what the disease was for a while.

This is really not his fault, after all, he is not from a major, and he is sure about trauma like amputation, but this kind of disease, unless he has encountered it before, is really not his strong point.

Just when he was in trouble, Andy, who was wearing a nurse's uniform, a nurse's cap, and a mask on his face, also walked in, took out four temperature needles, and let the four little guys clamp them in their armpits inside.

"How's their situation?" Wei Ran asked.

"It's easy to say that you have malaria"

Andy pointed to the little guy Wei Ran suspected of having malaria, and said in German, "His symptoms are much milder than when he just brought him back. I guess he will be fine after taking the medicine for three or four days."

"Where are the other three?" Wei Ran also asked in German.

"The three of them have typhoid fever"

While Andy explained, he opened the medicine box and took out the glass tube syringe and the medicine bottle, "Although Dagmar asked Mr. Volker to arrange for someone to deliver the medicine, when will the three of them heal me? I don't know either."

"Where are the two girls upstairs?" Wei Ran opened the curtain and asked.

"The one I brought back last night was malaria. It's not a big problem. After taking the medicine, it's no longer a problem."

Andy replied while he was busy, "The other one also has typhoid fever, and the condition is milder than these ones, and it is almost ready to go to the ground."

Hearing this, Wei Ran also secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, this time, he finally doesn't have to be helpless in the face of a sick child like last time.

"When I was preparing to come down just now, I heard you said that half of the food could not be allocated for disaster relief?" Andy asked in a casual tone while spanking one of the children with typhoid fever.

"Cousin has been keeping a low profile for the past two years"

Wei Ran leaned against the door and explained, "Allocating half of the food can indeed save some people, but who dares to bet that it won't attract the attention of those who are interested? If someone is targeted by someone who is interested, will the efforts of the past two years be in vain?"

"So you just look at it like this?" Andy asked, frowning.

"This is not a natural disaster, it is a man-made disaster."

Wei Ran reminded her hard-heartedly, "The water outside will not recede so easily. The food we have saved may not be enough to feed the people here."

"So you just look at it like this?"

Andy's tone became more and more severe. Although the poor little guy who was being spanked by her couldn't understand German, he gritted his teeth wisely and endured the pain, but he didn't dare to make a sound.

"I didn't say that"

Wei Ran glanced at the rain outside the window, "Wait, wait for a thunderstorm night, I will find a hero for my cousin who is willing to come out to provide disaster relief."

"You mean?" Andy's eyes lit up immediately.

"I did not say anything"

Wei Ran spread his hands, "In addition, I think that even if we take out all the food we have saved, it may not be able to save many people. Instead of doing this, we might as well find a way to make a way out.

At that time, whether it is letting refugees leave the concession or letting food in, it will be more useful than opening some porridge factories by ourselves. "

"When are you going to do it?" Andy asked as he pulled out the needle while the little unfortunate man groaned.

"Didn't you say it, Thunderstorm Night?"

Wei Ran replied with a smile, then opened the door and walked out, saying, "I can't help these injured children, so I'll just trouble my beautiful cousin."

"Pretty cousin? Huh!" Andy snorted coldly, and picked up the second syringe with a smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)