War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 635 Darkness Chen Cang
After visiting the dying Ian Bruno for two days, Wei Ran's flight landed at Cairo Airport smoothly.

At the same time, Anfeya, who had made all kinds of preparations, also boarded the plane to Kazan.

In the waiting hall of Cairo Airport, Soliman, holding a guide flag, danced towards him from a long distance away, apparently recognizing this friend he met during filming.

"Victor, long time no see." While speaking, Soliman touched Wei Ran's fists and took the suitcase in his hand.

"Long time no see, how is Uncle Saleh?" Wei Ran asked with a smile.

"My dad is busy recently, so he can't come to pick you up."

While speaking, Soliman beckoned Wei Ran to go outside the airport, and at the same time kept explaining, "I'll take you to eat something delicious first, and the rest is not urgent, it's already been arranged."

Wei Ran followed the other party to the outside of the airport with peace of mind, "I won't be polite to you anymore."

"How are those little foxes living with you?" Soliman changed the subject with great interest, "They didn't freeze to death, did they?"

"Russia also has summer"

Wei Ran explained with a smile, "When you have time, you can go to Kazan, Russia as a guest, and I will entertain you. Of course, you can also go to Huaxia, but you have to tell me in advance. in Russia."

"I will definitely go if I have the chance," Soliman said happily, "Do you still remember your little Berber follower?"

"Ababa?" Wei Ran asked subconsciously.

Soliman nodded, and said with a normal expression, "He was very happy to learn that you were coming to play. He will be with you all the time in the next few days and take you to their tribe as a guest. But you also know, There's no signal there, so remember to let your family and friends know ahead of time."

"Thank you." Wei Ran, who had already understood the hint, said gratefully, "I will greet others in advance."

Hearing this, Soliman changed the topic in a timely manner, took Wei Ran out of the airport, got into a Nissan pickup, and then drove straight to a resort hotel next to the Nile River.

Just like what Soliman said, that Berber bear kid, the little guy Wei Ran called Aba Aba had indeed been waiting for him here a long time ago.

It's just different from the little aborigine who was wearing a robe and hugging a fox last time. At this time, this little guy is not only wearing a set of clean school uniform, but also wearing a pair of glasses on his face.

Even when this little guy happily threw himself into Wei Ran's arms, the faint smell of sunscreen on his body could no longer be seen to have any connection with the aborigines in the desert - of course, this should ignore Aba Aba The Uzi submachine gun that Wei Ran gave him on his back was fine, even if the submachine gun didn't have a magazine at all.

Under the enthusiastic leadership of this tough and friendly little guy, Wei Ran followed them into a hall, although there was already a long table full of home-cooked Middle Eastern dishes.But apart from thirty or so little boys and girls who were the same age as Aba Abba, the adults were only Soliman, his buddy Baja, and a woman who seemed to be around 20 years old.

“This is my home hotel”

Soliman greeted Wei Ran to sit down and said, "Those children are all classmates of that little guy. They all come from various tribes. They usually live here and are taken care of by Baja's wife, that girl."

After Wei Ran waved to his buddy Baja and his young wife from a distance, Soliman poured Wei Ran a large glass of ice-cold fruit juice, and at the same time said nonchalantly, "When you come back, you should Just go to their place as a guest and take some photos for a day. In addition, I have to change a few more clothes and take a few photos this afternoon."

Hearing this, Wei Ran raised his cup and nodded, "No problem."

"Do you need any help from me?" Soliman also picked up the juice and touched Wei Ran lightly, "You know, my father and I are barely arms dealers."

"We don't need the weapon." Wei Ran waved his hand, "I just went to watch the excitement secretly."

"Talk to me anytime you need it." Soliman's flat tone carried a trace of confidence.

It is wise not to continue this topic. After lunch, everyone, including those children and Wei Ran, changed into different costumes under Soliman's command. Under the slightly changed background and the electronic perpetual calendar that appeared every now and then Against the backdrop of the background, different photos were taken.

After taking photos back and forth like this for seven or eight times, Wei Ran, who had changed back into his own clothes, followed Soliman, who was holding a SLR, and left the hall where there were no outsiders, and walked into a room where there were no outsiders. See the room of the Nile.

It wasn't until the door was closed that Soliman handed Wei Ran a men's LV handbag, and at the same time explained, "In the next few days, I will occasionally post a photo of you interacting with our children to prove your I’ve been teaching the kids here all the time.”

"You seem to do this kind of thing often?" Wei Ran asked strangely after taking the handbag.

"I have several girlfriends," Soliman said as a matter of course, "If I don't do this, where would I save so much time?"

"What is this?" Wei Ran shook the handbag the other party gave him.

"There is a flight tomorrow morning, and you can take that flight to South Africa."

Soliman motioned Wei Ran to open the handbag, pointed to the ID inside and said, "After I found out that you were coming, I specially arranged for someone to steal it from a tourist from Hanbang country."

Hearing this, Wei Ran curiously opened the handbag, and then found that there was not only a passport containing China, a ticket to South Africa, but also a stack of photos and a satellite phone with a charger.

"The satellite phone was also purchased with the identity of the tourist, and he even swiped the card himself." Soliman said proudly.

"Where is the original owner of this certificate?" Wei Ran took out the certificate, shook it, and asked curiously.

"Should be tasting khat in the company of several women by now"

Soliman said casually, "Anyway, don't worry, he won't regain consciousness before you come back, and if necessary, he will die on the woman's belly in the name of rape."

"Can this document reach South Africa?"

"Of course, I found this out of nearly [-] tourists from six tour guides."

Soliman took the passport in Wei Ran's hand and flipped it forward, pointing to the stamp on it and said, "He only went to South Africa last year, so don't worry."

"What if you can't find such a suitable one?" Wei Ran couldn't help asking curiously.

"Look for the dead if you can't find the living." Soliman naturally gave a thought-provoking answer.

"Okay, don't worry about language and appearance."

Soliman said as he walked out, "Tomorrow I will arrange for someone to take you to the boarding gate. You just need to remember to put on the robe prepared for you in the room to cover your face. After arriving in South Africa, someone will take you to the gate." You entered the country smoothly. Of course, when you need to come back, you can use that satellite phone to contact the number stored in it."

Before Wei Ran could say anything more, Soliman opened the door and left the room.

Sitting on the sofa, he flipped through a stack of photos of the owner of the passport from various angles in his handbag, and a strange look appeared on Wei Ran's face, and he sighed to himself, "Hanbang, this special code Isn't it a coincidence?"

Taking these photos and thinking about it secretly, Wei Ran got up and checked the hotel room carefully, and then put his ID, the mobile phone and satellite phone that had been turned off and pulled out the calling card, and put them all into the food box.

After making all the preparations, he rested for one night in this nice resort hotel. The next morning, before dawn, Wei Ran got up early, and compared the facial shape of the [-]-something Han stick man in the photo. He put on a fine camouflage, then changed into the robe that Soliman helped prepare, and wore an extra baseball cap and mask, and finally even applied a layer of superglue to his fingers to hide his fingerprints, and then he took the fake certificate , followed Soliman into a dilapidated van.

After the car drove for more than half an hour in a quiet urban area, Soliman stepped on the brakes, pointed to an alley not far away and said, "You go in through that alley, and then you will see the back of a hotel. The one with a camel skull hanging on it is, go through that door, and then leave from the front lobby, there will be a stewardess with the same handbag as you, just follow him.”

Speaking of this, Soliman paused, took out two gold bracelets and handed them to Wei Ran, and continued, "This is the round trip fare. After the plane takes off, give one of them to the stewardess. It's the same when you come back. Yes, she doesn't know my existence, let alone that your identity is disguised, but she can definitely take you on the plane and take you out of the airport in South Africa safely."

"Understood, is there anything else that needs attention?" While Wei Ran was speaking, he also took the two thick gold bracelets from the other party and put them into his pocket.

"The man with sticks lives in that hotel"

Soliman opened the car door before he finished speaking, and then handed a card to Wei Ran, "Call me with that satellite phone after you land safely."

"Thank you"

Wei Ran had already accepted the card while speaking, got out of the van, carried a cheap suitcase and walked into the small alley that was not yet illuminated by the rising sun.

He successfully found the back of the hotel, and passed through the back to the lobby on the first floor. From a long distance, he saw a Caucasian girl in a stewardess uniform carrying a handbag and looking in the direction of the elevator.

Seeing this, Wei Ran walked straight over, took out the ticket from his handbag and showed it to the other party.

"Mr. Park, you are late." While complaining in English, the stewardess had already taken the ticket, and then walked out the door with her small suitcase.

Seeing this, Wei Ran hurriedly followed the other party into a car that looked pretty good, and rushed all the way to the airport at lightning speed.

What happened next went smoothly beyond Wei Ran's expectations. Under the leadership of the stewardess, the airport staff seemed to be blind except for the security checks on him, and they didn't even let him After taking off the mask, he successfully boarded the plane and found his seat at the tail of the economy class.

When the flight took off smoothly, Wei Ran also used a gold bracelet in his pocket to exchange the stamped passport from the stewardess.

(End of this chapter)