War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 1574 Truth and Illusion

"What's your name?"

In the basement of the Time Library, Wei Ran asked slowly while holding a cup of hawthorn leaf tea, while casually stroking the huge dog's head leaning against his leg.

Apoli, who was sitting on the other side of him, slowly sipped the milk tea that had just been brought down from upstairs, and then helped translate Wei Ran's question into English.

Behind the two of them and the dog stood side by side with Hela, who had just returned, and Lyubov, who was busy distributing milk tea to them.

In front of these people, tied to the front bumper of the van that just drove in was the naked Mr. Meshire, no, he was still wearing the durian underwear and still had a sheepskin tube on his head.

“You are that history.”

Before Messer, who reeked of mutton, could finish his words, Wei Ran had already casually picked up a pink stun gun on the table and pulled the trigger.

Amid the flying paper scraps, two electric needles pierced Mr. Messer's thigh, which was stained with sheep dung.

Under the stimulation of the electric current, Messer began to twitch uncontrollably.

Throwing the stun gun back on the table, Wei Ran took another sip of hot tea and kindly reminded, "It seems that you still haven't learned our rules. You only have the right to answer questions. Next time it won't be a stun gun, so if you still want to live a more comfortable life, you might as well cooperate and answer the questions honestly."

After Apoli finished translating, Wei Ran asked again, "What's your name?"

The old guy "Ohad Mehir" tied to the front of the car finally behaved a little.

“This is a good start”

Wei Ran looked at Apoli beside him and continued, "Second question, why do you care so much about those negatives and the interview records left by Mr. Varta?"

“Those things are indeed there.”

"It seems you still haven't learned our rules."

Wei Ran was about to pick up the stun gun again, but this time, Apoli stopped him first. He turned to look at Liubov who was eager to try, and asked kindly, "Good boy, do you want to try it?"

"Yeah!" Liubov nodded quickly.

"Then try it," Apoli said with a smile, "Hit his limbs, and pull the trigger to discharge the electricity."

"it is good!"

As she spoke, Lyubov had already picked up the stun gun, held the gun with both hands, aimed slightly, and pulled the trigger.

Driven by high-pressure nitrogen, accompanied by flying small sequins, two more electric needles hit Meshier's other leg.

After another tremor, Lyubov grabbed the thin wire and stepped on it with her foot. Amid Mesir's groan, she directly pulled off all four electric needles with barbs.

"Next time let's start with smashing toes. Look, he can hold back from screaming, which is boring."

Wei Ran patted Belia's head and patiently asked the question that the other party had not answered just now.

  While they were busy with interrogation in the basement, on the sunny surface, the pink-clad Baba Yaga employees finally found jobs for themselves - they drove the car to the entrance of the basement, set up the awning installed on the side of the car body, and moved a coffee table from the library to play poker!

No matter how inappropriate the behavior of these little girls was, at least they chose an impeccable location. Not only did they block the only entrance to the large yard next door, guarding the basement, but they also guarded the stairs leading to the office on the second floor.

As for what is happening in the basement on the other side of the thick explosion-proof door, these rustic girls don't care.

At 4:22 p.m., the fourth round of interrogation in the Time Library had been completed, and Messer, whose joints had been disassembled, honestly confessed all his secrets.

"Send him to the studio"

Apoli waved his hand and said, "By the way, clean this place up."

"Yes!"

The Hela girls who had been watching stood up and responded in unison.

As they worked hard, Messer, who was limp like a piece of mud, was soon untied and thrown into the van, and covered tightly with a torn blanket.

While the girls were cleaning the basement, Wei Ran got up and followed the van out of the basement.

But halfway through, he stopped again and said to Captain Hela who was busy cleaning, "Asma."

"Yes!"

Asma, who was holding a mop in her hand, immediately stopped what she was doing and said, "You will get a new passport soon."

"Thank you, boss!" Asma responded loudly.

“Our safety depends on you.”

After Wei Ran finished speaking, he called Apoli and his closed disciple Lyubov to walk out of the basement, said hello to the little girls guarding outside, and swiped his card to return to the large yard next door.

Ignoring Belia who was having fun in the yard, Wei Ran walked into the first floor of the villa with his master and disciple, and asked Apoli to sit down again.

The little girl, Liubov, was quite diligent. She walked into the kitchen without being asked and took the initiative to help them prepare drinks.

There was no rush to communicate. Wei Ran took the cigarette that Apoli gave him, lit it, and reviewed the information he received from the interrogation in the swirling smoke.

According to Mehir's account, during the Beirut massacre, he was sent to the refugee camp to perform surveillance and sniping missions, killing both humanitarian rescue volunteers and the leaders of the Phalange Party. The purpose of this mission was to provoke conflicts and stimulate the Phalange Party to go crazy and kill people, especially the humanitarian rescuers in the hospital.

More importantly, he was serving in Unit 269 at the time! And his unit was also involved in the subsequent murder of Jewish freelance journalist Alan Varta and the hunt for Bats!

However, although they killed Varta and the bat, they never found the original press releases and photo negatives.

Since then, for reasons of confidentiality, their team naturally undertook the long-term surveillance of all known insiders, including Edelweiss.

But a few years later, they were dismayed to find that these people seemed to be unaware of the existence of the press releases and the original photo negatives.

By the late 80s, Mehill retired at the suggestion of his captain and took on the responsibility of tracking down the press releases and negatives.

Or rather, the mission became a deal, a deal between him and his captain.

In short, he was responsible for continuing to track down the whereabouts of those press releases and negatives. Correspondingly, his former captain, now the chairman of the "Mutual Aid Society" behind the scenes, was responsible for using his network of relationships in the military to provide him with some "raw materials" from the front line for long-term trade in population and even "parts".

According to him, this transaction started in the early 90s. Thirty years have passed, and they have completed the initial accumulation through this evil business.

Nowadays, the "raw materials" they secretly captured have become bargaining chips for them to make friends with some politicians and wealthy people - such as Mr. Edward.

"Are the things he is looking for really in your hands?" Apoli asked.

"exist"

Wei Ran answered casually, he had actually guessed what the other party wanted to say.

Sure enough, after a brief silence, Apoli said, "You have two choices."

"Threat the president of the mutual aid association or even the official, or expose this matter completely?" Wei Ran asked casually after taking the coffee handed to him by Liu Bofu.

"Both options are very risky, but at least the former option has relatively high returns."

Apoli took a sip of coffee and asked, "Since Mesir has set his sights on you, you have no third option. If you pretend nothing happened, then who knows what will happen in the future..."

“Of course I chose to expose it.”

Wei Ran said nonchalantly, "This is in line with my character, and this was agreed upon in advance."

Hearing this, Apoli smiled and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"My safety tonight depends on the girls of Baba Yaga"

Wei Ran said with a smile, "Also, I'm going to Yinta later. Aurora has prepared a surprise for me there, and I have to go and take a look."

"Tonight Baba Yaga will catch the American killer who tried to murder you"

Apoli smiled and said, "Holding dual citizenship, trying to frame the crime on an American killer who is so stupid?"

“I think it’s OK”

Wei Ran nodded. "After the Americans help us determine that the killer is from Yise Lie, we can release those photos as revenge."

"Before that, Baba Yaga will ridicule the fighting power of the American killers." Apoli said with a smile, "Also, I must remind you of another thing."

"whats the matter?"

"Most of the Russians, the wealthy Russians, are very ambiguous about sex."

“Not once the photos are made public.”

Wei Ran said nonchalantly, "And they are in Russia, aren't they?"

“You’re right”

Apoli smiled brightly, "What about Mr. Edward? What are you going to do with him?"

"There's no rush for this matter. Let him live for a while."

Wei Ran picked up the coffee cup again and said, "We'll deal with him after we expose the photos."

"When do you plan to leave?" Apoli changed the question.

"Now"

Wei Ran finished speaking and drank the coffee in the cup in two or three gulps. "I'll leave this to you."

"Let the Baba Yaga girls take you there," Apoli suggested with a smile.

"no problem"

As he spoke, Wei Ran had already put down his coffee cup, stood up, pushed the suitcase he had prepared in advance, left the house, and got into the armored commercial vehicle guarded by the pink little girls.

"Take me to the airport," Wei Ran said gently.

"Me! Boss, no! Boss! I'll take you there!" The girl who accidentally let the stun gun go off in the morning spoke first.

"Idiot! Only if we go together can we protect the boss's safety!"

While speaking, the leader of these little gangsters had already grabbed the few rubles that belonged to her on the card table and stuffed them into her pocket.

Without waiting for Wei Ran to agree or refuse, the seven pink-hued little girls swarmed into the fairly spacious carriage and closed the door.

Reaching out to grab a shotgun that was about to slip to the floor, Wei Ran couldn't help but shake his head. These clumsy Russian girls, apart from being pretty, were really not suitable to be bodyguards.

"Let's go! Let's go!"

The gang leader sitting in the passenger seat started shouting orders without waiting for people to fasten their seat belts, and the little gangster who had the car start that morning also started the car and stepped on the accelerator without waiting for people to fasten their seat belts.

“Buckle up!”

Wei Ran reminded them with a smile, and while the girls were fastening their seat belts, he asked, "Who chose this outfit for you?"

"Gleva, of course it's Boss Gleva." The gangster leader sitting in the passenger seat answered proudly, "He also asked the auto repair shop to help repaint and change the color of our weapons. Boss Victor, don't these weapons match us particularly well?"

"Um, you, Jima and Grewa are from the same village?" Wei Ran grinned and changed the question.

He had to admit that the girls picked out by Greva were really good-looking, had good figures, good brains, and good aesthetic tastes.

“We are all from Inta”

The leader of the gangsters replied, "And our parents basically work for the Queen."

"Each of our families will have a wooden house at the hot spring camp."

The girl who was driving the car said happily and expectantly, "The construction will start next summer, and then my parents won't have to work in the coal mine anymore."

Hearing this, Wei Ran also secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although these little girls looked unreliable, Grewa was a rare and reliable one.

Just from the few words just now, we can tell that these girls who are used as cover may not be capable enough, but they are definitely in the same boat.

Arriving at the airport while chatting, Wei Ran resolutely refused the "escort" of these flashy girls, walked into the airport alone with his suitcase, and took a public flight to Inta.

When the plane landed, Wei Ran, who had changed into a down jacket early, just walked out of the airport gate and saw Sui Sui and others waiting for him.

"You're finally here!"

Sui Sui hung on Wei Ran out of habit and said proudly, "I've been waiting for you!"

"Any surprise?" Wei Ran asked with a smile.

"that is not!"

Sui Sui said proudly, "But before the surprise, I'll take you to Misha's school first!"

"It's up to you"

Wei Ran smiled, hugged the girl hanging on his body, followed Misha and the Kajianka sisters who were watching the fun, walked out of the airport, and got into the flashy SUV.

Chatting along the way, the off-road vehicle finally drove into a factory with a strong Soviet flavor.

What is more interesting is that there is a sign on both sides of the entrance of this factory, with the same name written in Chinese and Russian: Inta Vocational and Technical School.

What’s even more interesting is that across the road from the school’s main gate, there’s a police station that seems to have just been built.

  Such silent support is enough to explain a lot of things, but what is even more outrageous is the bronze statue covered with snow after entering the door - a bronze statue in the shape of a lamb. On the back of this lamb, there is a person holding a large wool shear, with a face full of... um...

Wei Ran thought about it for a while and finally found that he could only describe the expression on the child's face as a "money-grubber smile."

"This school has already opened more than a dozen courses, and there are now two to three hundred students taking classes." Misha, who was driving the car herself, proudly introduced, "I'll take you to visit each classroom later!"

Not to mention Wei Ran who was "following the Queen's guidance", in the basement of the Kazan Time Library, the mobile phone seized from Mesir was also being manipulated by Hela's network group to send an email to the president of the mutual aid association - it has been confirmed that the historian Victor has obtained those press releases and old photo negatives.

Hela was busy fishing in the suburban studio. Mr. Meshire, who hadn't figured out what went wrong and even suspected that Edward had betrayed him, watched helplessly as the first group of people he had sent were carried into a truck and disappeared into the night.

It's a pity that this old man, who was naked and only had three durian shells to cover his body, could hardly protect himself, let alone expect anyone to explain to him what had happened and what would happen.

At 6: in the evening, Wei Ran, who had finished his tour, followed Sui Sui and others back to the airport and boarded an An- transport plane that had been waiting in advance.

"The next step is the little surprise we have prepared."

Sui Sui, who was sitting in the co-pilot seat, fastened her seat belt and said proudly, "Don't get so excited that you forget how to land."

"Now that you say that, is it really just a little surprise?" Wei Ran, who was sitting in the driver's seat, asked with a smile.

"It's indeed a little surprise," Sui Sui said with a smile, "Anyway, let's get going quickly!"

Hearing this, Wei Ran did not ask any more questions. Under the command of the tower, he skillfully piloted the old transport plane and took off from Inta.

After about an hour's flight, Wei Ran saw the brightly lit wilderness runway from afar.

After communicating with the tower according to the strict procedures, Wei Ran maneuvered the plane to land lightly on the runway.

However, before the taxi was completely over, two dazzling beams of light appeared from the tower.

  Subconsciously looking in the direction of the beam of light, Wei Ran was stunned for a moment. There was an Il-76 transport plane parked on each side at the end of the runway in front of him!

The only difference between the two transport planes is that one of them is painted with various colorful tropical fruits, while the other is painted with golden, white, and black sheep of all sizes all over its fuselage!

  Not only that, there are two small An-74 transport planes parked next to these two large planes!

"That's the surprise you prepared?!" Wei Ran asked in astonishment, "Where did it come from?"

"I bought it! Of course I bought it!"

Sui Sui explained with a smile, "We bought it in installments. We all pooled the money together."

"In installments? Everyone?"

"All members of the Golden Fleece pool their money together"

Sui Sui explained proudly, "The bulk of the money was paid by me, Koko, and Aniya, 30% each, and the rest of the girls took 10% together."

"What about installments?" Wei Ran asked as he stopped the plane.

"It was Aunt Anna who introduced us."

Sui Sui said proudly, "The seller was very generous and offered an interest-free installment plan with a 10% down payment and the rest to be paid off over 9 years. Even if the payment is not completed, the seller can use the money owed to invest in our business."

That big-eared uncle Chabu?

Wei Ran grinned, "You are really generous. Where is the An-74?"

“Of course we bought it.”

Sui Sui stood up while talking. "The transport plane was rented to Grewa to transport fruits, and the small plane was used to transport tourists. With those two planes, we can connect this place with Tula Town in the future. Let's go! I'll take you to see it up close!"

While he was being taken to visit the new plane, the kidnappers who were captured a few days ago also revisited the nightmarish yard again.

Even outside the yard, the vans they rented were parked again, and ladders were hung on the wall again.

"It's almost time, let's get started."

Before Apoli finished his words, the pink security team, who had just taken office on the first day, could not wait to rush into the yard with all kinds of weapons, shouting and excited.

"boom!"

The girl who had just driven Wei Ran to the airport not long ago picked up the 23mm shotgun and pulled the trigger randomly. As expected, her slender and tall body was pushed to the ground by the huge recoil.

"Phew! I love this!"

Before the girl who went off the gun finished her words, she had already patted her perky butt and climbed up excitedly. With a "click", she loaded a bullet, aimed at the grass not far away and pulled the trigger again.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Although she had to take two steps back for each shot, this heartless girl was extremely excited - she liked the force!

Amidst round after round of gunfire, the seven little girls used their registered security shotguns to create a series of large and small holes in the grass in the yard. They also accidentally smashed a few gingers and even fired a few birdshot bullets at the three vans parked outside the yard.

Amid the sound of gunfire, the police car, which had already received the news, arrived at the scene within two minutes. Less than half a minute later, the local TV station also sent reporters.

"This is a shameful assassination!"

The gang leader who had just taken office during the day said angrily to the camera.

At this time, she was wearing a cute pink bulletproof vest with a stun gun, several stun bullets and a shotgun on the chest of the vest. She was also holding a 23mm caliber shotgun in her left hand.

At her feet was a small pile of long and short guns.

Compared with the rare weapons and tactical colors, what she held in her right hand were a dozen American passports opened into a fan shape.

At this moment, the extremely beautiful leader of the gang was angrily complaining in front of the camera, "Just now! An American special forces team tried to break in with guns and murder our boss!

  Look! These are the passports we seized from them, all of them are American passports!

We also found chat records in their phones! They want to kidnap or even murder our boss!"

As she spoke, the excited girl threw the weapon in her hand directly to the girl who was limping with a blood-stained gauze wrapped around her thigh. She then kicked a captive on the ground, roughly took out the phone from his arms, unlocked the screen with his finger, and searched for the hijacking instructions for Wei Ran in the Telegram group.

  At the same time, behind her, at the position where the camera is intentionally or unintentionally aimed at, there are not only the pink girls who are busy "rescuing their companions" and the "Baba Yaga" logo on their backs, but also a huge dog with a mouthpiece stained with blood, limping on a leg wrapped in bloody gauze, walking slowly from the edge of the camera with its head held high. It is even wearing a handsome "armor"!

Of course, the camera also showed the police who were busy carrying away the "American kidnappers" on the ground and the flashing police lights outside the flower wall.

“This is not the first time this has happened.”

  Next to a police car outside the courtyard wall, Mr. Pavlo, who had been promoted to the rank of second lieutenant and police chief, poked his shoulder and said angrily, "Last time, many foreign gangsters broke into Mr. Victor's house with guns. I happened to be patrolling here and had a gunfight with them!

It was here. A bullet hit me at this position, very close to my heart. I had to stay in the hospital for a whole month before I luckily survived.

It was because of that accident that I suggested Mr. Victor and Ms. Aurora to hire a professional security team to protect their safety. "

“Are you saying that Baba Yaga was established at that time?” the reporter who was interviewing him asked.

"Of course. This is a local enterprise of ours in Kazan. Just look at those damn American killers. Those brave girls are very professional." Pavlo boasted sincerely.

"Captain Pavlo is right."

A doctor in a white coat came over and said, "There are 13 killers in total, they are all still alive, and none of them has any life-threatening injuries.

Captain Pavlo, I suggest that the police can take them directly back to the police station for questioning, and we can go to the police station to help them bandage on the spot. "

“No, no, no, Dr. Pasha, send them to the hospital first,” Captain Pavlo taunted, “lest someone say we are inhumane.”

"In that case, I will help them get proper treatment."

Doctor Pasha made the promise reluctantly, and then couldn’t help but complain, “Although Mr. Victor is an international student from China, he found the photo of the Red Army inserting itself into the Capitol, and he also gave a lot of expensive tropical fruits to the patients in our hospital.

  Even the library he opened is open to the public. I don’t understand why those bastard Americans wanted to murder such an upright and kind gentleman?

Are they the Fasces? Isn't it Captain America who is wrong?

Why should people be silenced for revealing the truth? Doesn’t the United States always claim to be just? "

"It must be because our boss ripped off the American's shit-stained pink lace panties!"

The girl who had just caught fire and was limping on one leg was sitting behind the ambulance not far away and yelling.

"I guess so!" the doctor named Pasha echoed.

"Excuse me, are Mr. Victor and Ms. Aurora injured?"

On the other hand, the reporter who was responsible for interviewing the gang leader asked questions that everyone was concerned about.

"These Americans should do a better job of intelligence work"

The leader of the gangsters showed the detailed personal information in the passport and said, "Our Aurora boss went on a business trip a few days ago, and this evening, Mr. Victor was escorted by us to the airport and took a public flight to leave Kazan.

In short, they were not injured, and they may not even know what happened here.”

At this point in the interview, the cameras were all pointed at the "American killers" with their heads covered who were beginning to be carried out - with a focus on a few of the wounded who were wailing constantly, especially at their ripped crotches, where blood was seeping from the gauze that looked like diapers.

  The wounds on the crotch of these unlucky guys had not yet healed, and they were shot again during the previous exchange of fire. The Hela girls, led by Asma, were bombarded at close range with the smallest but powerful No. 410 shotgun shells!

As for whether they will have the chance to tell the truth, they certainly will, provided they complete their lengthy prison terms for premeditated murder and illegal possession of a firearm in the Russian Federation and are still alive when they are deported.

Thanks to the Western world, the Russian Federation has long abolished the death penalty.

Thanks to Karp, these small chairs will be sent to the best prison in Russia - the Black Dolphin Prison.