War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 261 The Last Bottle of Red Wine

After resting in the hotel for one night, early the next morning, Wei Ran re-disguised his face and body shape, took the cash and bullet samples prepared in advance, and took a taxi to the place where Taxi was again. Suburban farm.

Almost at the same time he got out of the taxi, little friend Matthew also ran out of the room in a panic.

"Don't you need to go to school?" Wei Ran asked curiously.

"Today is the weekend, Mr. Nicholas." While speaking, Matthew had already handed Wei Ran the mobile phone he had used yesterday.

"Give this to your Uncle Taxi." Wei Ran took the phone and handed the bullet sample in a sealed bag to the other party.

"Wait a moment, please," Matthew said, and actually took out a cosmetic spray bottle from his pocket, aimed it at the sealed bag and sprayed wildly.

Amid the strong smell of alcohol, Matthew also explained in a childlike voice, "This is just the first step of cleaning. After sending it in, it needs to be washed with an ultrasonic cleaner before Uncle Tassie is willing to touch him."

"Sounds really troublesome, are you usually like this?"

Faced with Wei Ran's question, Matthew nodded as usual, "This is already considered a very easy job, the trouble is that the meals every day, not only must be clean enough, but also the presentation must meet his requirements, otherwise the tower Uncle Xi will go crazy."

"Thank you so much"

Wei Ran grinned, it was really hard to make any comments, mental illness is far more tormenting than physical pain, this was something he had a deep understanding of before he got the Guqin Yaoguang.

Waiting patiently for Matthew to complete the disinfection work on the inside and outside of the packaging bag, the little guy walked into the wooden house with a small acrylic glass box containing bullets that still smelled of alcohol.

And on the second floor of another house next door, behind the tulle curtains, Monica was showing half of her face, secretly looking at Wei Ran who had already discovered her.

While Wei Ran waited patiently, it took more than half an hour before Tassie sent a call request.

It’s just that compared to yesterday, Taci in this video actually wore a set of protective clothing, and he also held the ordinary warhead with a pair of tweezers, as if he was treating the bomb from Chernobyl. It is the same as the graphite core fragments planed out of the ruins of the nuclear power plant.

"Is this what you plan to do?" Tassie asked the camera, somewhat disappointed, "It doesn't look complicated."

"It's really not complicated, but the requirements are still very high." Wei Ran explained, "And the requirements for materials are relatively high."

"Tell me in detail" Tasi finally got some interest.

Hearing this, Wei Ran switched to the memo page of the mobile phone, and read the size data information and material requirements recorded yesterday to the other party one by one, and at the same time, he was secretly preparing, in case the other party asked what this thing is for Yes, just come up with an excuse that you thought of in advance.

However, after listening to it, Tassie just nodded without hesitation, "It's not too difficult, how much do you want?"

"How about 100?" Wei Ran tentatively asked, he naturally didn't need so many, but he had to consider, if he said less, would the other party not bother to take this job at all.

"There are too many. Although they are not difficult to process, if you want to achieve the highest precision I can do according to what you just said, it will take at least five hours to make one." While talking, Tassie held the tweezers Sending the bullets into a machine, "How about 50? I can only make you 50 at most."

"50 is fine"

Wei Ran thought for a while and nodded in agreement, "But I may ask you to make some things in the future, I hope you won't refuse when the time comes."

"of course not"

Tassie said while disinfecting the tweezers with a spray bottle, "Now let's talk about the price. Every time I help you process one of those small things, it costs 200 Euros, and 50 of them cost [-] Euros. These need to be processed before starting the process." Just pay off.

Besides that, there's Guppy's Pasta Restaurant, and I'll help you with these little things only if you rent that restaurant. "

It seems that the money has to be spent. Wei Ran thought to himself, then nodded and agreed, "Let Matthew come out to get the money. Besides, after I rent the place, it may not start soon. Open."

"Of course, our agreement does not require you to start business." Taci said happily.

"In addition, today I will take away at least two items that you processed." Wei Ran made a second request.

Tassie nodded happily, "If you don't mind, please wait for a while under the oak tree, I will let Monica bake pizza for you, but you know our situation, so I'm sorry, we can't invite you Come and sit in any house."

"No need"

Wei Ran said bluntly, "I will pay an extra two hundred euros later. How about sending Monica to Gubijing Pasta Restaurant together with the key to the restaurant after you process it? I know she has social phobia , so just put it on the bar counter of the restaurant, you don’t need to wait for me to show up, and you don’t even need to make a phone call.”

Speaking of this, Wei Ran made the taxi waiting for him appear on the screen, "I don't want the taxi waiting here all the time."

"No problem." Tacit simply agreed to Wei Ran's request, "I'll let Matthew out now."

Not long after hanging up the phone, Matthew came out with a file bag.Casually glanced at the content of the agreement, Wei Ran happily took out the corresponding amount of cash and handed it to the other party.

After receiving the cash, Matthew immediately rushed into the room, and not long after, he handed over the agreement signed by Monica and a shiny key.

"Mr. Nicholas, we will drop by when we go shopping in the city at six o'clock today."

"Then I will trouble you." Wei Ran put away the rental agreement, touched Matthew's fluffy roll, turned around and got into the taxi that had been waiting for him.

Returning to the city smoothly, Wei Ran changed a taxi and went straight to Gubijing Pasta Restaurant. After opening the shutter door, he went straight to the small bar on the second floor, and successfully found Tren on the small bookshelf on the side of the bar. A memoir written by two survivors, Tom and Pierre.

Flipping through the front and back pages of this memoir, there is no publication information, let alone information such as book number or pricing. From this, it can be seen that this memoir has probably never been published, and only a few copies have been printed. This is just a souvenir.

Putting this memoir into his satchel, Wei Ran took out his mobile phone and pointed at the group photo behind the bar to take a photo, then turned around and went downstairs to lock the half-open shutter door, and took a taxi back to the hotel.

He changed his face without haste, and changed his hair color by the way.Wei Ran wore a formal suit, took the memoir, took a taxi and went straight to a church not far from Gubijing Pasta Restaurant.

Choosing a bench outside the church where you can see the dining room, Wei Ran sat down, sandwiched the memoir in a Bible prepared in advance, and waited patiently for Matthew and Monica to send the processed bullets Head, flipping through the contents of the memoir.

In the memoirs co-authored by Trento and Pierre, they recorded in detail the second battle of Gubijing from the perspectives of the soldiers of the transport company of the Italian 101st Armored Division and the tankers of the 132nd Armored Division. everything that happened earlier.

From the perspective of the two wounded, it expounds the various choices made by the soldiers of the Three Kingdoms in order to survive and to continue their friendship until the end of the war in the desert that made them lose their way.

It was also from this memoir that Wei Ran knew that shortly after they escaped from the desert, the reporter Pell went back again, took a group photo of them, and told the news to him who was still in the hospital. Wounded Trento.

In addition, Wei Ran learned from this memoir that Pierre and Trento were trying to find the whereabouts of reporter Pell for a long time after the war.

It's a pity that the only clue they got was that Pell died in an air strike. Besides, they didn't even know where he was buried, and this became their biggest regret.

Of course, it is no surprise that the British prisoner Harry Burton is mentioned many times in the memoirs.It's just that between the lines, Trento and Pierre didn't want him to know that Carlo, Panettone, and Pell had already died in battle, so they never went to the North African desert to attend the appointment.

At the end of the memoir, it is also mentioned that in the safe on the bar counter on the second floor, there is still a bottle of red wine that they drank at the birthday party, and a bottle of red wine that was shared by everyone when they waited for the second birthday party. French wine.

After reading the entire memoir, Wei Ran glanced in the direction of Gubijing Pasta Restaurant.

The facade of the restaurant shrouded in the setting sun was dyed golden, and inside the floor-to-ceiling windows protected by the iron fence, it seemed that there were two dying old people guarding the birthday cake, waiting for those old friends who would never appear again to join the appointment birthday party.

After a long time, a convertible Fiat 500 parked in the parking lot opposite the restaurant. Matthew, who was wearing jeans and a T-shirt, walked across the road with an ice cream in one hand and an acrylic glass box in the other, and opened the restaurant's shutter door. go in.

Not long after, the little guy came out again, locked the shutter door, and disappeared in the small convertible car at the corner of the street shrouded in the setting sun.

After observing the quiet streets around the restaurant for the last time, after making sure that the policeman he had been worried about did not appear, Wei Ran slowly got up, took the memoir and walked towards Gubijing Pasta Restaurant.

The roller shutter door that had just been locked was opened again, and Wei Ran saw at a glance that on the bar counter with the remaining traces of fire, there was a not too big acrylic glass box and a machine he had used on that farm. cell phone.

(End of this chapter)