War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 1474 It was agreed upon at the beginning

On August 8, the third day after the plane crash in the Ural Mountains, Inta officials released an investigation description of the incident, characterizing it as a shameful murder.

In this press conference, Wei Ran, who was invited to participate, pointed the finger at the corruption in the United States, saying "They are afraid that I will publish more photos of crimes against humanity" and "They are sure Will murder me, even if this is not the United States!" XXXXL size hat.

Such a big blame was thrown off, and even the Russian and even Chinese officials followed suit with ridicule and ridicule, and even the latter even made a concerned call.

Everything was as expected. The official response from the United States was a video of Jack being dismembered by a brown bear, and the same old tune of "questioning human rights."

After a moment of waiting, more questions emerged from all over the world. Some of these questions included curiosity about how the United States obtained the video and whether it had been monitoring the Chinese scholar who was almost killed.

There are also suspicions that the video is fake, or why the information was clearly obtained but not shared with the victim, or whether there is suspicion of borrowing a knife to kill someone.

What's more, some people began to suspect that this seemed to be exactly what the Chinese scholar said. The United States planned everything. Otherwise, how could they produce such a video in such a timely manner to prove their innocence?

These doubts do not come from mentally ill patients who are actually capable of fighting, but from HeLa girls who have spread like dandelions to all over the world.

The order they received had nothing to do with Weiyan, it was just - "Question the United States and let them reflect." That's all.

Not to mention how happy the Americans were by the boomerang they threw casually back then, Anfiya, who was sitting cross-legged on the sofa in the penthouse suite of a hotel jointly invested by Suisui and Misha, couldn't help but feel... There was a murmur.

"How come the Americans are so stupid when they come up? I even wonder if the Americans in my mother's spy story have been exaggerated? They actually took out the video we deliberately released as evidence? Their brains Is it full of shit?”

"I didn't expect it either"

Anfisa, who was applying a facial mask, sighed in the same tone of "I don't know Sister Li", "I thought it would be a long-lasting public opinion war, no, I doubt it."

Having said this, she moved closer to her sister and whispered into her ear, "I even wonder if the boss has planted his people on the opposite side."

As soon as this speculation reached Anfiya's ears, the girl couldn't help but shudder, but the more she thought about it, the more reasonable it became.

If this is true, then many things that could not be explained before can be explained!

"I feel so too."

Anfiya turned her head and leaned against her sister's ear, suppressing her excitement and asked in a low voice, "What do you think the boss's ultimate goal is?"

"I don't know, and I don't want to know." Anfisa whispered, "But now I finally feel safe!"

"Me too!" Anfiya subconsciously echoed.

"Which bastard posted that video?"

"Lantos"

In the same office in the United States, the woman in professional attire started her latest report, but this time, she was dressed much more conservatively, and even her makeup was more neutral.

At this time, the man sitting behind the desk has no intention of observing the detailed changes of his favorite subordinate. He is now very annoyed, "Why didn't I receive the notification?"

"Not only us, Lantos sent the video without communicating with any department, and now the whole world knows that we are monitoring Captain America's email.

Moreover, more and more Americans are beginning to worry that their mailboxes are being monitored. Even several overseas drug dealers that we have monitored for a long time have emptied their mailboxes not long ago. "

"All they can think about is human punches and shit," the man behind the desk mocked irritably.

"Those idiots must have also noticed the bounty on the dark web. They have been contacting George through his email recently and promised a lot of benefits."

The woman in business attire mocked, "It can be seen that people inside Lantos also want to earn the 50 reward."

"idiot"

The man behind the desk snorted angrily and began to worry about how to wipe the butts of those pig teammates.

Of course, he would never admit that he also wanted to earn that 50 yuan - otherwise he wouldn't have kept sending back the people he sent to the more difficult places.

No matter how attractive the $50 was, after the press conference, Wei Ran had already followed Her Majesty the Queen and those beautiful girls, leaving Inta on a transport plane and returning to Kazan.

However, this time even Weiran did not know that in the turret cockpit, which had thick curtains drawn at the rear of the transport aircraft and was sealed with stainless steel iron plates, there was an old guy who was pretending to be dead and was happily eating it in his mouth. I lost a piece of durian meat that I had just peeled off and waited patiently to board this transport plane to fly to a new life.

After the short journey, the transport plane put down Wei Ran and others and took off again, rushing to the next stop, the Philippine Monkey Country, and the final stop, Lai, Papua New Guinea.

After walking out of the airport, Wei Ran took the girls and drove to the Time Film Studio, where they met Jima and Maya, who had arrived in advance, as well as the main actors who had also participated in the labor camp movie, as well as the investors who took the initiative to attend the funeral. Mr. Gotze attended the funeral of studio director Mr. Ivan Ulyanovich Yegor with a sad expression.

At the same time, in the remote outskirts of Kirov, at the abandoned Fishing Ground No. 33, a simple funeral was also being held for Gorman.

It's just that this time, because of the sudden incident, there were far fewer people attending. At least, Wei Ran, Ji Ma and others who had too many eyes on them couldn't rush over.

"How about we go back to China and hide for a few days?"

At the edge of the cemetery opened separately for director Ivan Ulyanovich Yegor in the corner of the forest farm, Suisui, the director of the studio, asked in his native language while placing the bouquet in his hand on the edge of the tombstone, " We'll come back in September, just like we did the last time you were attacked."

"Alright"

Wei Ran nodded without thinking. He did need to return home, just like Suisui might also need an explanation from him.

"Card girl"

Suisui took a deep breath and made the arrangements she had thought of on the way back, "Notify everyone, including our international students and employees, to go to China for further studies, and wait until school starts in early September before sending them back!"

After a pause, Suisui looked at Jima and Maya not far away, "What about you? Do you want to go to China for a vacation?"

"Let's forget it"

Jima gently hugged Maya, who looked sad and had tears in her eyes, and said, "We are going to Murmansk soon to continue participating in the movie there. That place is as safe as China, and Americans don't have the courage to go there and do anything. "

"That's fine."

Suisui opened her mouth but did not continue the topic. She just couldn't help but look at the tombstone in front of her again.

Without too much delay, Wei Ran and the girls left the forest farm and rushed back to the airport not far away. On the way, the Katenka sisters also informed their overseas student employees and foreman Lola, and bought the same aircraft for everyone. Tickets for red-eye flights.

After a detour through Moscow, when the flight finally landed in the Chinese capital, it was already ten o'clock the next morning.

I just saw the Chinese scholar who was accusing the United States in the news yesterday. I saw him at the airport early this morning with a large number of beauties on the background to take refuge in his country. Passengers who recognized him at the airport inevitably felt funny and jealous in their hearts. .

The laughter is naturally because he is so cowardly, and the jealousy is naturally because he is jealous of those Yingying Yanyan who are following him.

Wei Ran didn't care about this at all. He even wanted to leave a good impression on others as "harmless and cowardly."

Obediently following Suisui into the bus she had arranged in advance, the group went straight to the high-speed rail station and rushed to her grandma's house in Baiyangdian amidst countless cell phone cameras secretly watching the group.

With the help of Suisui, he comforted the elderly people of the two families and their respective parents, and Wei Ran repeatedly promised that he was not in any danger like last time, and finally he was allowed to eat.

When he closed all contact information and decided to act like a good boy with Suisui in front of the elders for a few days, the outside world did not stop.

Whether it was the old photos he revealed the last time, or the $50 reward posted on the dark web, or even the unexpected but unexpectedly stupid psychedelic response from the U.S. official, they all made this matter more and more noisy.

In the more difficult territory, in a hidden cave where no one was paying attention, Liu Yiwan distributed the day's dinner to Captain America and his son on time, and then lay on the bed again, silently waiting for new instructions.

In Lae City, Papua New Guinea, under the personal leadership of Lu Xinda's brother Aige, a confidant who worked for Greva drove the truck to the tarmac without any obstruction, and took a piece from Kazan from the transport plane, spray-painted in red and black. The cargo box with the thorn pattern was carried to the car, and then he immediately drove away from the airport where he had already established a relationship.

Since more than half a year ago, there have been one or two or even two or three such "thorny goods" almost every month.

According to the requirements of their apparent boss Greva and the boss behind the scenes, Jima, these special items named "Thorn Cargo" need to avoid airport security checks, be delivered to designated locations according to the cargo manifest, and then evacuated immediately.

And since the first thorn cargo was delivered to Papua New Guinea, he and Iger have been responsible for this matter. Not only has there never been an error for so long, but every time the transportation work is completed, they will receive a large sum of money. commission.

It was the same this time. The two drove the truck out of the airport. Egger got out of the truck immediately like every time before, got into an off-road vehicle driven by another gangster, and left simply. This guy was from the same company as Dima and Greva. In the village, even the gangster who also used the surname "Arach" drove the truck alone according to the requirements on the manifest, and drove the truck to the port near the port, and finally drove into an inconspicuous warehouse.

After unloading the goods, the gangster immediately locked the warehouse door and drove away without hesitation, not even curious about what was in the box just now.

After a while, a rustling sound came from the dark warehouse. After waiting for a while, a little light appeared on the edge of the two-meter-square container. As the cover of the container was pushed open from the inside, someone said something in his mouth. Gorman slowly emerged with a flashlight in his mouth.

Looking around, there weren't many things in this warehouse, just a wardrobe, a table, and a lamp on the table.

Gorman changed his clothes slowly, put the old clothes and shoes he took off into his bag, left the warehouse at night, and got into a Nissan SUV parked opposite.

After closing the car door, Gorman and his wife Uma, who was sitting in the driver's seat, hugged each other warmly.

"Let's go home," Mrs. Uma whispered, "someone is already waiting for you."

"Go, go."

Gorman said, kissed the other person again, and then put on his mask and baseball cap again.

Uma drove away from the dock and drove into the city. She drove to an underground parking lot with familiarity. Then she changed into another Nissan with a different style and color as quickly as possible in the underground parking lot. The SUV drove out from another exit.

Eventually, the car stopped in the yard of a single-family house.

Waiting patiently for Uma to close the iron gate of the yard, Gorman got out of the car and walked into the villa door holding an umbrella on this clear night where he could see the stars.

"haven't seen you for a long time"

Inside the villa, Santos, the director of the mental hospital who was hiding in Cuba and had a relationship with Wei Ran, smiled and said hello.

"It's been a long time indeed" Gorman and Santos hugged each other gently.

"I don't have much time, so come with me. I'll leave as soon as I finish your plastic surgery."

After Santos finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the stairs leading to the basement. Upon seeing this, Gorman looked back at Uma who was watching him outside the door, responded with a reassuring smile, and followed Santos into the basement. .

“My craftsmanship is not that good”

Santos said to himself, "Before coming here, I only reviewed it on a lunatic with antisocial personality, so you may not be very handsome after you recover."

"At our age, appearance is no longer so important." Gorman responded nonchalantly.

"Lie down"

Santos pointed to the simple operating table under the shadowless lamp, "After you recover, Nineel will send someone to you."

"Who?"

"A Cuban lunatic named Lazzaro"

Santos said while making preparations, "This is a thank-you gift from Nineel and I to your Chinese student. After you recover, let him come to work as a teacher in your orphanage."

"No problem." Before Gorman finished speaking, Santos had already picked up the syringe and filled it with anesthetic.

In the blink of an eye, on August 8, Wei Ran, who had been released from the ban by Her Majesty the Queen, took the high-speed train and rushed to Tianjin alone.

It was a rare rainy but windless and extremely cool weather. After Wei Ran inspected the upstairs and downstairs, he turned off the monitoring system here, took out the Guqin Yaoguang and sat at the stone table under the ginkgo tree. superior.

Amidst the melodious music of the piano, Wei Ran's heart became increasingly calm.

To put it another way, he thought that the Zen spirit emanating from his body had merged with the continuous rain. It's a pity that after he finished his few axe-wielding skills, he had no choice but to put away the guqin, put on a harmonica and started playing the song he had learned from Angus.

This time, before the song ended, someone knocked on the iron door not far away from the outside.

Picking up the remote control on the table and pressing the door button, Knife Bee ran in holding a fancy umbrella. Behind her, there were also Cha Xifeng, his wife Miley, and his The adopted son found out.

"We're late, there's a traffic jam on the road." Zha Xifeng said apologetically.

"It's not too late, I'm just alone." Wei Ran smiled and put away his harmonica, "Let's go inside and chat."

"You guys chat, I'll go take a look at the box of bees."

Zhan Zhan said, handed the gift he was carrying to Knife Bee, and walked to the boiler room not far away against the wall in the rain.

Seeing this, Wei Ran just smiled and led the other three people into the villa and went straight to the living room on the second floor.

"I came to you this time because a strange thing happened last night." Zha Xifeng said while Wei Ran was making tea.

"Weird thing? What weird thing?" Wei Ran asked curiously.

"Last night, someone used a drone to deliver a photo and a mobile phone to the demining school."

Before Zha Xifeng finished speaking, Daofeng had already taken out a Polaroid photo and a touch-sensitive mobile phone from her bag and handed them to Wei Ran.

Taking the photo and looking at it, Wei Ran couldn't help but feel happy. In the photo, there was George the wild boar with his eyes tied with a piece of cloth. Of course, it was only George the wild boar, not his son Brad.

Turning the photo to the back, it also says in Russian "It is getting harder and harder to tell Mr. Victor that it can be traded in any city."

"Don't you know who sent it?" Wei Ran asked knowingly.

"unclear"

Zha Xifeng shook his head, "At that time, the drone flew directly to the door of A Ming's office. After A Ming discovered these things, he crossed the border and came to China early this morning. After contacting me urgently, we immediately arranged to meet you. , and take the nearest flight to Tianjin.”

"You haven't eaten yet?"

Wei Ran put away the photos and cell phone, stood up and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to find a place to have a meal first."

“There’s no rush to eat”

Zha Xifeng waved her hand, "Wei Ran, what are you going to do? We suspect this might be a trap, a trap specifically targeted at you."

"I wonder if it would be convenient for me to go to your demining school?" Wei Ran asked with a smile.

"Are you really going?" Miley asked worriedly.

“It’s almost September”

Wei Ran explained with a smile, "School is about to start for Knife Bee, and you have to return to the United States. Even Suisui and I can't hide in China all the time. Since the other party has captured Captain America George, then we can be sure The other party is seeking money.”

At this point, Wei Ran paused, "And I will find some helpers to protect my safety."

"That's good." Zha Xifeng subconsciously thought of Brother Yang again, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After confirming the itinerary, Wei Ran treated Zha Xifeng's family to a good meal and invited them to stay.

In the blink of an eye, early the next morning, after saying hello to Suisui in advance, Wei Ran followed the family of four and took the earliest flight to Wenshan City, Yunnan Province.

Weiran pretended to use his old mobile phone to contact the "unknown seller". Weiran set the transaction time for the afternoon of the next day, and the location was next to the cemetery of Li Youfu and his wife. By the way, he also asked the other party Made some small requests.

After communicating here, he dialed Miss Jia Ya's phone number again and expressed directly that he wanted to trouble Brother Yang to provide some necessary security services.

As expected, Jia Ya simply agreed to this trivial matter that was insignificant to her.

The prelude is almost enough.

Wei Ran muttered secretly, with a look of anticipation on his face that he was about to get his revenge.

There was nothing to say all night, and early the next morning, Wei Ran followed Cha Xifeng's family through the border, and joined Brother Yang and others who had been waiting in Ha Giang City in advance to rush to the demining school.

At this time, there is already a helicopter waiting here.

"Let's go by helicopter."

Brother Yang explained, "It's fast and you can't catch up even if you're being followed. And it's much safer than traveling by land."

"No one will use RPG to knock us down, right?" Wei Ran asked jokingly.

"No one has the courage," Brother Yang replied confidently.

Hearing this, Wei Ran turned to look at Cha Xifeng's family and said proactively, "Mr. Cha, Mrs. Miley, please don't follow me this time."

"for"

"That's fine, we won't follow."

Zha Xifeng stopped her daughter Daofeng who was about to speak and responded first.

How could he not see that Wei Ran didn't want them to go through this muddy water? If they didn't accept such good intentions, they would really have no idea how to advance or retreat.

Without too much delay, Wei Ran got into the helicopter under the guidance of Brother Yang. A moment later, with the roar of the propellers, the helicopter hovered into the sky with the attention of the Cha Xifeng family, and finally disappeared from sight. middle.

"So the danger is over?" Miley looked back and asked.

"Once everyone knows about Captain America's death, the danger will be over." Zha Xifeng sighed with a clear head, "Wei Ran is sending a straightforward message to everyone."

"What information?" Knife Bee asked curiously.

"He can buy Captain America for $50 this time."

Chacha answered his sister's question on behalf of Cha Xifeng, "Then he can spend another $50 to buy another person who dares to threaten his life."

"Just throw money at it?" Dao Bee said suddenly as if he had a sudden realization.

"This is also the best way."

Zhan Qing looked enviously at the direction in which the helicopter disappeared, "Not to mention the French rich woman who has an ambiguous relationship with Mr. Wei, even if we only consider Miss Suisui, no one doubts whether Wei Ran can get the second and third. The first or even the fourth is $50.

And this time I don’t see it getting any harder for Miss Suisui to not allow Mr. Wei to come, which explains a lot of problems. "

"Why didn't I see that Sister Kou Kou had an ambiguous relationship with him?" Dao Bee muttered secretly, but wisely did not express an opinion on this matter.

"Mr. Wei is not just throwing money away. What is really troublesome is the public opinion propaganda ability of the film studios he holds shares."

Zha Xifeng reminded with some schadenfreude, "Just look at the American officials who were so troubled by the photos he exposed. Now even if we kill Mr. Wei, I am afraid that the blame will still be dumped on the United States in the end." head."

"Forget it, I don't want my net worth to rise to $50."

Knife Bee murmured in a low voice, and Zhan Zhan beside her nodded subconsciously - no one wants to make themselves "golden" in this way.

No matter how the family analyzed Wei Yan, after flying in a helicopter for nearly two hours, the latter finally landed slowly in a forest glade covered with green elephant grass.

After jumping off the cabin, Wei Ran walked into the jungle not far away under the protection of Brother Yang and his companions, and returned to the edge of the cemetery of Li Youfu and his wife more than an hour later.

Far away, Brother Yang looked at Wei Ran strangely. On the aerial root of the banyan tree full of vitality, there was an old man who had been stripped of all his clothes and turned his back to everyone.

Although his legs in black stockings could touch the ground, they were tied up with thick shackles and two air roots as thick as his calves, so there was no way to close his legs together.

Similarly, his hands were also shackled to the other two air roots, so that they could only maintain the "big" shape - if he knew Chinese characters.

Especially on the head of this old guy, not only was a waist-length blond wig firmly adhered with strong glue, but he also wore an American-style steel helmet painted bright pink.

The old man's butt was once tattooed with "Brad Only", but now it has turned into a wild boar pattern with a Kabbah 1217 dagger stuck in his neck.

However, around the naked old thing, there were plastic-sealed photos and small copper bells fixed with wires on the air roots.

These photos are all evidence of crimes against humanity exposed through Weiran and VN15.

“This extra $10 is truly worth the special code.”

Wei Ran murmured something to himself, ignored the increasingly weird looks in Brother Yang's and others' eyes, and walked up to the naked old man.

"Hello, Mr. George, ah no, Miss George, hello, Miss George, your blond hair is so beautiful."

Wei Ran said hello with a smile, then lowered his voice and said in a voice that only the other party could hear, "I told you before, don't let me catch you, otherwise I will put a red bullet in your asshole." The smoke bomb was something we discussed at the beginning.”

Hearing this, George, who was frightened, looked at the man standing in front of him, with a look of pleading on his old face.

Unfortunately, not only did he have all his real and dentures knocked out, but he also had a tennis ball stuffed in his mouth.

With his back to Brother Yang and others, Wei Ran used the cover of his backpack to take out the newly obtained grenade launcher from the metal book and withdraw the only grenade inside.

Putting the grenade launcher back into the metal book, he picked up the rusty M79 grenade launcher on the boat, carefully knocked the remaining stains in the launch tube clean, and took out a pair of prepared ones from the bag. leather gloves and a towel.

Walking around to Miss George, Wei Ran pressed the red smoke grenade into the broken launcher in front of him, and then carefully wrapped a towel around the remaining handle of the grenade launcher.

Ignoring George who was shaking his head crazily, Wei Ran walked around two meters behind him, raised his hand and pulled the trigger of the grenade launcher.

"Tom!"

With a hoarse sound, the red smoke bomb, which didn't seem to have enough power, still accurately hit a perfect ten, and George let out an indistinct scream in response.

Ignoring the flash of burning sensation in the tiger's mouth of his left hand, Wei Ran put the broken grenade launcher in his hand back to its original position, and once again used the cover of his backpack to take out the Nikon camera in the metal book.

Taking a few steps back, he silently pressed the shutter again and again from all angles.

After the whole roll of film was taken, the wild boar George, who had been enveloped in red smoke, finally became completely silent.

Wei Ran breathed a sigh of relief, took off his gloves and held them in his hands, "Let's go, I should go home, otherwise my girlfriend will not allow me to go out again."

"here."

"Just let Miss George stay here."

Wei Ran waved his hands and muttered with regret, "It's a pity that his son was not caught."

"Clean our tracks"

Brother Yang gave instructions in a low voice, did not answer Wei Ran's words at all, and accompanied him out of the jungle the way he came.

Soon after, the helicopter turned around and flew in the direction of Dongfeng Demining School amidst the rumbling propeller noise, leaving only the red smoke blocked by the lush banyan tree behind it that did not dissipate for a long time.