War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 1579 Good news from a good brother

On October 10, a construction company urgently registered in the name of Greva officially moved into the winery that Sui Sui bought at a high price.

Of the employees of this construction company, 10% are professional thugs from the gang under Greva, and another 20% are skilled workers, including the Chinese construction team that helped renovate the library workshop and the technical guidance provided by the government.

The first 10% is responsible for maintaining public order, and the second 10% is responsible for purchasing raw materials and providing construction machinery, while also urging the project to meet deadlines.

The last 10% is pure supervision, which requires not only supervising that the winery is not changed beyond recognition, but also hard work to ensure that the unlimited supply of tobacco, alcohol and tropical fruits they receive every day is not wasted.

The other 70% of the entire huge construction team comes from various types of unemployed people registered with the government - this was undoubtedly a trick given by Su Su.

However, as the person who bought the winery with such a large sum of money, Sui Sui completely lost interest in the winery on the day the transaction was completed.

Or rather, she had no interest in the winery from the beginning to the end.

No matter what, Gleva is one of their own, and even the accountant was borrowed from Susu. This kind of job of transferring money from one hand to the other is not the first time she has done it, so it is normal that she has no interest in it.

What made Sui Sui more willing to worry about than the shabby winery next door, besides the five brand new armored vehicles delivered the day before yesterday, were the seven little girl bodyguards who were there to show off.

Under the allocation of the Queen, Wei Ran was fortunate enough to get a new armored pickup truck, and the "old" pickup truck he had driven before, which had not even run 3,000 kilometers, and even the armored commercial vehicle that Sui Sui had often used before, were sprayed with a conspicuous Baba Yaga logo and replaced with light pink paint, and all were allocated to the seven "pink witches".

In addition to the cars, after several days of hard work by the girls led by Sui Sui, these seven unreliable little gangsters all changed into neat and tidy hairstyles.

Not only that, after referring to the looks of female agents in several movies, Sui Sui suddenly had an idea to change their outfits into black matte leather jackets and leather pants that show off their figures, high-waisted combat boots of the same color, and an extremely conspicuous pink waist belt that is full of security equipment.

After all this dressing up, the temperament of these little girls has improved a lot - if they don't speak, no one can find out that they are seven brainless female losers... Maybe...

As for the 14 real security forces headed by Asuma and Yulia, they changed into inconspicuous jeans or skirts, mixed in with the team of employees under Su Su, and temporarily lived a life of "working in their spare time and shooting in war".

The changes on the surface only stopped there. In the dark, where the sun could not reach, the disheartened Mr. Messer was secretly sent to Mine No. 52, where he spent the rest of his life happily and without worries about food and clothing.

Compared with the calmness in reality, the water on the Internet is becoming increasingly turbid due to the stirring of various forces.

At Wei Ran's instruction, Anfia would occasionally use IPs from the Arab world and fabricated identities to post anonymously, posing as a "survivor who fears retaliation" and releasing several photos related to Beirut to maintain popularity.

The world is so absurd and outrageous. In this increasingly intensified atmosphere, whether it is the Russians or the United States, and even the "victims" of the soap factory, they seem to have intentionally or unintentionally forgotten who is the culprit who stirred up this muddy water.

One is protesting against foreign forces' violation of sovereignty and clamoring for life imprisonment for everyone who comes.

Behind him, there was a shadow who said indifferently, "Always pay attention to the safety of international students."

One said that he would continue to fight against Koombism and always stand shoulder to shoulder with justice.

Another one publicly expressed its willingness to invite a historian to the archives of their soap factory to look at their historical records.

By the way, he did not forget to turn the tables and condemn a certain troublemaker for refining his anus and copper.

As the troublemaker who was dragged into the frying pan, not daring to condemn the emperor, nor wanting to take the blame for him, he happily and unsurprisingly passed the blame to France.

After all, the ship stopped at a French port, the people were captured at a French port, and the children were rescued at a French port.

What's more, the politicians who were exposed are not only from Dayin's family. Since everyone has a share, let's drink the shit and piss together.

France's attitude was as expected. Since you put a thick, black, fried shit-stirring stick into my mouth, I must give you a French kiss, a demonstration, and a free wild sex.

Seeing that the evil wind of soap bubbles was getting more and more distorted, Wei Ran, the instigator, although he seemed to have accepted the signal released by the soap factory, hid his trump card, Mr. Messer.

But in fact, ever since Edward was captured, both Hela and Ninel's people have been busy preparing to rescue him all over Europe.

As soon as Edward died, they immediately took action to rescue the "cargoes" who were trafficked and were still alive. By the way, they also used various "persuasion" to get the buyers to confess their crimes honestly.

So starting from the second day after Sui Sui bought the winery next door, in addition to Anfia personally helping Wei Ran to release a few photos anonymously through various network addresses from time to time, videos of those buyers' confessions were also posted on the dark web and sold at low prices.

At the same time, those "cargoes" who were still alive were either absorbed and joined Hela to wait for new life.

Or, choose to stand up like those brave brothers.

Standing under the spotlight, calmly telling where he came from and what he had experienced, calmly identifying the crime, and waiting for an unknown fate.

With evidence after evidence and the identification of living lives, the truth gradually came to light: those "goods" were caught by the security guards of the soap factory!

On the 25th, the true identity of the president of the "Mutual Aid Association" in the soap factory came to light through an anonymous revelation by an "interested person".

At this point, the soap factory couldn't help but start to doubt once again, wondering whether this guy who was surrounded by women was capable of doing all this.

Could it be that I guessed wrong? Could it be that the Russian authorities did something wrong?

In fact, not only the soap factory, but even the United States was wondering who was trying to trip up the emperor - it was obvious that a historian could not have such great power.

Even among the Russians, some people were thinking about whether to take advantage of the opportunity to do something to have fun, just in case they could drag their old enemy into the water...

No matter what the outside world speculated and planned, Wei Ran, who had already decided to leave the poker table and go to the audience to eat watermelon, unexpectedly received an official invitation on this day - an official invitation from Poland.

"Ask me to help investigate the Katyn massacre?"

Wei Ran looked at the invitation that was delivered to his door, and asked Kajik, his cheap mentor who came to visit him, with a strange look on his face, "Are they taking drugs? And why did they send my invitation to you?"

"Look what a stupid question you're asking"

Kajik ate a plate of jackfruit flesh that Marta helped bring and explained, "You didn't forget that you are still studying for a doctorate at Kazan University, right?"

"Is this true?" It took Wei Ran a while to react and it seemed that this was indeed the case.

"That's why the invitation was sent to the school and not to you."

"That's the disgusting part, in a sense, your attitude is likely to be interpreted as the school's attitude," Kajik said.

"So what's your suggestion?"

Wei Ran nonchalantly looked at the rather beautifully printed invitation letter in his hand. These few pieces of paper were sent to the school through the diplomatic department. It didn't take much thought, it was obvious that someone wanted to drag him into this.

In short, it's disgusting whether he investigates or not.

If he doesn't investigate, then he is being hypocritical.

Investigate, then it is equivalent to standing with the soap bars.

“I don’t have any suggestions”

Kajik picked up another piece of jackfruit pulp and said, "My only suggestion is to get me some of this fruit later so that I can take it away and give it to my wife to try."

"Gleva delivers several boxes of tropical fruits to the Georgian restaurant run by your wife every week," Wei Ran said with a smile.

"That was for my wife, not for me."

Kajik said unhappily, "Now it's my turn to ask you, do you want to be invited?"

"No," Wei Ran had not yet finished speaking when he threw the invitation letter into the trash can.

"What's the reason?" Kajik had obviously expected Wei Ran to have such a reaction.

"How much money did they give?" Wei Ran asked with a smile, a key question that seemed not that important.

"Wasn't it mentioned in the invitation letter?" Kajik asked back.

“No”

Wei Ran spread his hands, picked up a jackfruit and put it into his mouth. "My appearance fee is very high. Recently, Aurora bought the winery next door for 4 million yuan. I mean 4 million US dollars. If the Poles or the descendants of those dead ghosts in the Katyn Forest are willing to help me pay this money, I don't mind helping them find the truth.

Also, please rest assured that my greatest strengths are that I uphold justice and am not afraid of death.

Even if it turns out that Stalin and the Beria brothers killed those unfortunate people in the Katyn Forest, I will tell the truth to the whole world. Even if Beria comes back to life, don't try to stop me from talking."

"gollum"

Sui Sui, who had just walked in, swallowed her saliva and turned away before Kajik could speak, obviously afraid of delaying her man's earning money and talking nonsense.

"Have you forgotten that this is the Russian era?" Kajik reminded in surprise, "One ruble is no longer worth one dollar."

"Then I don't care"

Wei Ran spread his hands, "4 million US dollars, if you can't come up with it, don't waste my time, I'm busy recently."

"What have you been busy with lately?"

Kajik asked with a helpless smile. He had actually come up with several plausible excuses for Wei Ran, but he never expected that Wei Ran would use such a shameless reason.

"Fishing," Wei Ran said proudly, "I've been fishing every day at the Kaban Lake outside the wall recently."

Kajik twitched his lips and shook his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "Are you sure you want to offer 4 million. Um. US dollars?"

"determine"

Wei Ran said simply and bluntly, "My girlfriend just spent $4 million to build good relations with the Russian Federation officials, and those Poles want to stir up conflicts between me and the Russian Federation officials. The $4 million I offered for the investigation fee is not too much at all.

Besides, Poland can't even come up with $4 million, right? You know, I never deal with poor people.

Also, if Poland can really come up with $4 million, I will donate $ million to the school as a student."

"I will convey it truthfully"

Kajik shook his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, took a huge jackfruit that Marta and Lucinda were carrying together, turned around and walked out.

He just came here for formality, and being able to bring back such a big jackfruit was already an unexpected gain.

As for the missing $4 million, not only him, but even Beria, who was lying in the sun at the door, would not believe it.

"Will those Poles agree to a $4 million investigation fee?" Marta, who had just overheard the incident, couldn't help but ask.

“Normally it’s impossible.”

Sui Sui, who had walked back into the room, answered the question for Wei Ran. "But judging from the Polish people's thinking, it's possible. After all, they are very concerned about the story in Katyn Forest and even sacrificed a barrel for it."

At this point, Sui Sui also sat next to Wei Ran, "You really dare to make an offer, $4 million right out of the blue."

"If it's 4 million rubles, those Polandballs might really take it out when their brains start to smoke."

Wei Ran stuffed the jackfruit flesh he had just picked up into the other person's mouth. "US$4 million is enough for them to calm down. Besides, with my previous history of confronting the Poles, no one can find fault with my offer."

"If they can really give us $4 million, we will immediately abandon our homes and careers and retire back to China." Sui Sui envisioned it with great joy, "With such a large sum of money, it will be enough to start a big company after we return to China."

"Then we can only hope that the Poles can be more generous," Wei Ran joked. "Forget it, it's better to hope that the fountain at the door will emit oil than to rely on them." Sui Sui swallowed the fruit pulp in her mouth, "Wake up first, it's time to talk about business."

"What's the matter?"

Wei Ran subconsciously glanced at the winery outside the French window that was already covered by scaffolding, "Going to the construction site to move bricks?"

“I did go to move bricks, but I didn’t go to the construction site.”

Sui Sui said, "The girls from the Golden Fleece will be here tonight, and we will all stay at the studio. There's a lot of space there, so we can organize a bonfire party at night. Tomorrow at noon, everyone will take a plane to Inta to participate in the celebration of People's Unity Day."

"Tomorrow?"

Wei Ran subconsciously glanced at the perpetual calendar hanging on the wall, "Isn't it the fourth of next month?"

“Now is the time when Inta is most visited by tourists.”

Sui Sui took the fruit that Wei Ran had just picked up and put it into her mouth and explained, "In order to make the tourists happy, this festival will last for about half a month."

"Me too?"

Wei Ran pointed at his nose and asked, to be honest, ever since those 14 Hela girls and those 7 brainless little girls moved in, this villa was almost full. If he wasn't sure whether the soap factory would do anything to him again, he would have prepared to find a place to camp.

"If you want to have a couple of days off, you can go a few days later," Sui Sui explained with a smile, "Just get there on the 1st."

"In that case, I will"

“Let’s go there at the end of the month.”

Sui Sui helped Wei Ran make a decision, "Also, you have to go to the party tonight. We are short of a cook."

"No problem," Master Wei agreed readily.

He didn't want to go to Inta with them, not only because he really wanted to have some peace and quiet, but there were other reasons as well.

Now that the information has been revealed, and since the soap factory has not caused him any trouble, he can now think about the matter of the saber.

Of course, before that, he had to start thinking again about an unresolved issue - what should be put in the two bamboo baskets carried on the shoulder pole that he obtained after the Long March.

"In that case, let's set off now!"

Before Sui Sui finished her words, she had already pulled Wei Ran to stand up, "Aunt Anna said that she has already bought pig's trotters and soybeans. Now all that's missing is you."

"Why does this sound weird?" Wei Ran muttered with a grin, and followed Sui Sui out of the room.

Amidst the chaos, Wei Ran and Sui Sui, along with their dog Belia and the two big-eared foxes, got into the new pickup truck driven by Lola herself. The other girls also formed teams and got into the remaining brand-new armored commercial vehicles.

A moment later, an armored pickup truck that was all pink with the conspicuous Baba Yaga logo printed on its doors and roof drove out of the yard first. It drove to the studio outside the city with the convoy behind it and the pink armored commercial vehicle at the end.

Such an ostentatious convoy naturally attracted countless attention, and naturally some people recognized the huge Baba Yaga logo on the front and rear cars and the conspicuous pink color that seemed to have nothing to do with "security".

"Is this the convoy of the historian who is surrounded by women?"

At an intersection not far from the library, in an ordinary car, a red-haired woman asked the man sitting in the passenger seat.

"That should be it," replied the man in a suit sitting in the passenger seat.

"Are you going to kill him?"

“I don’t want to get into this trouble.”

The man in a suit sitting in the passenger seat lowered the window a little, slowly lit a cigarette, and said in a very confident tone, "To us, he is like a piece of fragrant cheese.

But there are too many traps around this piece of cheese, and I don’t want to be sent to Black Dolphin Prison to contribute my anus. "

“So we just let him be so arrogant.”

"None of our business? And I don't like what those bastards in 269 did either."

The man in a suit sitting in the passenger seat snorted, "Come on, we should leave here."

"Where?"

"To the airport, we should go visit another friend."

The man in a suit sitting in the passenger seat said this, took a puff of his cigarette with satisfaction, and then lowered the back of his seat.

"It seems that we will be traveling the same route as that arrogant convoy," the red-haired woman who was driving reminded.

"Then let's go in the opposite direction."

"Don't we still have the mission of silencing Mesir?"

"Can't find it, can't kill it, can't do it, let them send someone else."

The man in a suit sitting in the passenger seat nonchalantly made up a ridiculous excuse, making it clear that he didn't want to get involved in such nonsense.

At the same time when these people who appeared out of nowhere, smelled the cheese, circled around the trap and turned around to run, Wei Ran had already arrived at the Time Film Studio. He put on an apron and set up a pot like a prostitute, and started preparing stewed pig's trotters with soybeans in the open space in front of the main building.

As night fell, the steaming aroma and the flickering bonfire not far away attracted more and more girls who gathered around with wine glasses in hand.

  Otherwise, I'd just fill a basket with soybeans and stew pig's trotters.

Wei Ran looked at the dwindling number of pig's trotters in the large soup buckets in front of him and couldn't help but mutter to himself - he was still wondering what to put in the two bamboo baskets.

Before he could come up with a reliable answer, another armored pickup truck drove up and turned on the lights on its roof, providing a source of light for the lively bonfire party.

"How did you come?"

Wei Ran casually scooped up two portions of pig's trotters and handed them to Ji Ma and Maya who came over.

"What kind of stupid things are you talking about?" Jima took the pig's trotter and handed it to Maya, "Maya and I are Inta's special guests."

"I almost forgot you're a star now"

While Liubov and Lola were handing them some wine, Wei Ran asked, "Have you finished filming your movie?"

“It’s going to take a whole winter to shoot.”

Ji Ma took the fruit wine and clinked it with Maya first, then with Wei Ran and Sui Sui who came from not far away, then he drank it all in one gulp and continued to explain, "So these days are not a big deal."

"Maya, come with me, I'll introduce you to my new employee!"

Sui Sui took a sip of fruit wine, called Maya to come over, and began to introduce her new employees again.

"I have two pieces of news for you," Ji Ma said to Wei Ran after drinking the wine in the glass.

Hearing this, Wei Ran handed the spoon in his hand to Lola beside him, followed Ji Ma and walked a few steps away, finally stopping next to Beria and Gorbachev who were gnawing on bones together.

"Mr. Alexei and Mr. Alexander's assembly plant is ready."

Jima said bluntly, "It seems that the local officials donated a factory that was closed and sealed during the Soviet era to them for free. It is next to the naval base and is very safe there."

"Why are you telling me this?" Wei Ran asked in confusion.

"Mr. Alexander asked me to thank you on his behalf."

Ji Ma spread his hands, "I don't know the details, but from what he said, it seems that they received such strong support because of you and Aurora."

  Is this worth the money?

Wei Ran immediately realized that this was probably the "goodwill" that Su Su exchanged for the 4 million rubles!

As for who loses and who gains, it is hard to say. Alexandria, the oil refiner, will definitely give the share of profits that belongs to them, or to Su Su, to Professor Alexei or my aunt.

Correspondingly, the Russians will certainly not suffer any loss, but don’t forget that the “processing plant” that Alexander is planning to build in Murmansk is for assembling drones.

Even without considering the needs of the front line, those piecework jobs that can be taken home can bring a lot of extra income to the locals.

"There is another piece of news." Ji Ma lowered his voice when he said this, "This piece of news is much more explosive than the previous one."

"What news?" Wei Ran asked curiously.

"We may soon have the opportunity to shoot a movie about the Battle of Leningrad, using the story behind the box that you investigated when we visited Teacher Daria's exhibition hall last time." Dima whispered.

"Where did you get the news from?" Wei Ran was stunned.

"Of course it's Teacher Daria, and it seems to be officially supported. I'm not talking about Murmansk, but the official in Petersburg."

Dima said as a matter of course, “On the day I saw on the news that the man who kidnapped you was sentenced to one hundred years, Teacher Daria asked me to tell you in person when I return to Kazan.

Also, not to mention Olga and Olena, even Mr. Kalp and Teacher Anna seemed to be unaware of this matter.

Teacher Dalia clearly reminded me to tell you first, then tell Aurora, and then decide whether to inform others according to Aurora's wishes."

  Is this considered returning a favor?

Wei Ran subconsciously thought about it deeply. It was 99% unlikely that Maozi would "revive" and cut into a large size. If that was the case, why should he repay Su Su's investment in this way?

Without considering whether Teacher Dalia helped or not, the only reasonable explanation seems to be.

"Teacher Daria also asked me to tell you."

But Ji Ma spoke at this time, "She said that when you heard the news, you would subconsciously think about the reason. She said the reason was that someone hoped that the Time Film Studio could tell the world that it was not only the Soap People who were persecuted during World War II."

"Who?" Wei Ran asked subconsciously.

"how could I know"

Ji Ma spread his hands and explained innocently, "Of course, I asked the same question. But that's how Teacher Dalia answered me. I promise that when I said that just now, even the movements and expressions were exactly the same."

Wei Ran shook his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and said, "Don't do such unnecessary stupid things next time."

"In that case, I won't ask for you next time."

"I mean, next time you don't have to imitate the facial expressions and body language as well."

Wei Ran patted his forehead and said, "Let's go. You can tell Aurora the two good news yourself!"

Ji Ma pretended to be serious and asked, "Then I will imitate Teacher Dalia's limbs."

"Whatever you want!" Wei Ran resisted the urge to beat this guy up and replied unhappily.

“If Her Majesty the Queen decides to make that movie, I don’t know what kind of role I can get,” Ji Ma said with anticipation.

"There is no male childcare worker named Victor in that story"

Wei Ran muttered incoherently amid the noisy music and shivered uncontrollably. He felt more and more eager to make a decision as to what to fill the two bamboo baskets with.

Get up and vote, or get up and pee.