War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 971 The Beginning of Trust

On the north bank of the beautiful upper reaches of the Savannah River, an unremarkable truck drove into a not-so-big auto repair shop.

Without waiting for the truck to turn off, the door of the auto repair shop was closed. By the way, several Caucasian dogs and Rottweilers who were locked in the iron cage on the side of the door were released.

Just as these dogs were running around in the yard to vent their energy, the rolling door of the auto repair workshop was pulled down and locked with a clatter.

At the same time, a big bald man who was in charge of guarding the gate outside also opened the freezer that was oxidized and yellowed by the sun.

First, he took out a bucket of frozen wild boar meat with hair and bones and threw it on the concrete floor at the door. When the dogs came around and bared their teeth, they began to snatch the food. Satisfied, he threw the tin bucket back into the freezer, dragged out a can of cold beer and opened it, took a big sip happily, and walked slowly towards the parasol not far away.

When he was lying on the rocking chair under the umbrella, he turned on the speaker on one side of the rocking chair, and started playing Elvis Presley's classic music at the maximum volume.

When the sound came into the auto repair workshop, the lift plate at the rear of the truck was slowly leveled under the control of the hydraulic system, and the black aunt who had been waiting at the rear of the truck lightly tapped the truck with a monkey wrench. The iron door of the compartment.

After receiving the signal, Ninel in the cargo compartment opened the locked container door, carrying a can of Coke, and walked to the lift plate at the rear of the car with Wei Ran, who was wearing a hood and a cowboy hat.

Taking advantage of the slow down of the lifting plate, Wei Ran was also observing his surroundings.In this workshop with almost no windows, in addition to a few car repair trenches, there are also several tools such as lifts and tire changers, and there is even a simple painting room made of plastic tents. .

Ninel gave an age-related answer uncertainly, and then explained slowly with an extra certain tone, "As I told you before, geniuses are all in prisons and mental institutions. Not only do I I bought enough drivers, and paid a lot of money to help her buy three professional managers who were imprisoned for economic crimes, and these three professional managers are helping to manage these industries."

"Get out of here!" Ninel shouted angrily in Russian slowly, "Don't disturb my study."

As soon as he said this, all the car repair workers around, including Niniel and Wei Ran, subconsciously looked at the old guy's crotch.

The brawny shirtless man named Kryuzzi subconsciously looked at Niner, seeing the latter nodding casually, he immediately waved his hand, beckoning the two young men beside him to come forward, and wiped the body of the Asian middle-aged man. All the clothes were torn off.

Seeing that this old thing wanted to hijack Sui Sui, Wei Ran would not be lenient, and even deliberately slowed down.

Squeezing the other person's chin and looking at it, he can confirm at a glance that this middle-aged man is definitely not the illegitimate child, his appearance is an exceptionally standard, even slightly elegant yellow man.

A young Maozi wearing a hurdle vest with an authority star tattooed on his shoulder trembled after finishing speaking, "He didn't buy it from a prison for felons, did he?"

"How did you do it?" Ninel asked in amazement, "Can you teach me?"

"Boss, is it too late for me to pack my luggage and go back to prison to serve my sentence?" Kryuzzi, who was shirtless, made a joke with a mournful face.

Last summer, when I was a guest at his house, I accidentally saw the photo I gave you, and I also heard the story from my driver who he heard from his mother. "

"Turn on the light!" Ninel shouted without looking back.

Ninel stepped on the opponent's hand while speaking, and suggested with anticipation, "Or ask my friend to dismantle the 78 joints in your whole body again?"

Amidst the laughter of the crowd, the prisoners bought by Ninel also dispersed, and Ninel also looked at the middle-aged Asian man who was lying on the floor naked and crying, squatting beside him , asked in English, "Just now you seemed to say that the valuable illegitimate child is dead?"

"Let me take a guess. He found the key evidence, that is, the negative, and the revolver, right?"

"Leave it to me!" The shirtless man in the distance responded by waving his hands. At the same time, several young men also pushed 200-liter oil drums from a distance.

Ninel pointed to Wei Ran again, "I thought of a new rule, if you want to quit our gang, just let this bastard disassemble all the joints and restore them to their original state."

Seeing this, Wei Ran shook his head helplessly, took out a pair of rubber gloves from his pocket, put them on, and walked to the middle-aged Asian man.

"What is this place?"

"Keep talking," urged Nigner.

Taking a look at the old man's complexion, Wei Ran said in Russian while checking the other's left and right arms and shoulders, "Please tell me which country he is from?"

He also wanted to get that inheritance, so when I was arguing with the Gravett family, he went back to his mother's former home alone, trying to find more strong evidence.But that house has been abandoned for too long, he."

"He was bitten to death by the poisonous snake you set up, right?" Ninel asked abruptly, and a hint of panic appeared on the face of this middle-aged man.

Nigner stood up while speaking, "It just so happens that Mr. Fabian is also dead, so you can find someone to pretend to be the illegitimate child."

The drivers under me usually use these auto repair shops as landing places and storage yards. Not only are they safe here, but they are all their own people. "

"Of course I can"

Wei Ran muttered to himself, taking advantage of the time when the lifting plate was raised, he changed the subject and asked, "How do you plan to deal with this matter and those people?"

And the cars parked here are not limited to family cars and commercial trucks of various styles. There are even a lot of outboard motors used on speedboats piled up at the farthest side. There is also a tractor-sized engine that has been dismantled into pieces.

"Here?" Wei Ran pointed around.

"So how do you restore him to his original state?" Ninel asked, changing the subject in time.

"Take a step back"

"so."

After the brawny shirtless man named Kryuzy finished speaking in Russian, the people around burst into laughter. One of them even pulled out a butterfly knife from his waist, and did a very fancy trick with it.

"What exactly happened?"

"Are they the ones who are the most difficult to help?" Neil asked, pointing to the frozen ghosts in the distance.

As the strong man spoke, he opened the cabinet door at the rear of another container truck, and then two young men wearing peaked caps climbed into the cargo compartment, and pushed out a large green trash can from inside.

Untiing the iron chain loosely wrapped around the lid of the trash can, the brawny shirtless man kicked the trash can down, allowing a middle-aged Asian man in a suit and leather shoes to fall out.

"It's a coincidence that I got a memoir last fall"

Before he finished speaking, Wei Ran, who was regarded as a perverted murderer, also completed the replacement of the last dislocated thumb, and the Asian middle-aged man who kept hitting the floor with his head because of the severe joint pain all over his body, At that time, he was already incontinent with feces and urine, and blood flowed from his forehead because of his own bump.

"Ania's auto repair shop"

"bad news"

Ninel spread his hands, "The three of them are relatively good at doing business. In the years after Ania's father passed away, they have opened auto repair shops to many provinces in Canada.

Without rushing to act, Wei Ran looked at the shirtless burly man and asked in Russian, "What's your name?"

Before he finished speaking, the lights on the ceiling of the workshop were also turned on one after another, revealing every detail of the originally dimly lit workshop.

The middle-aged man sighed, "But his meeting with Mr. Fabian was not smooth, and even shortly after the meeting, Mr. Fabian died suddenly. I sensed the danger, so I immediately took my The driver returned to Da Nang.

"So much? It's all managed by Ania?" Wei Ran asked in surprise, "How old is she?"

This time, his words were almost as effective as Ninel's eyes, and the circle of people immediately spread out with a "hula", making room for him in an almost perfect circle—of course, except for staying in place. Go, holding the lower lip of the middle-aged man, driving his chin bone dangling Ninel.

"There are only 78 joints in total, forbearance will soon be over." Wei Ran deliberately let his tone carry a trace of expectation.

"Where's the one you picked out?" Neil asked as he touched his fists.

"Your family is terrible." Ninel frowned.

Seeing this, Wei Ran stretched out his hand to grab the middle-aged man's hand, and said in Russian, "You ask, I don't know English, I'll just demonstrate it on him."

It wasn't just him, even the brawny shirtless man named Kryuzzi, and the rest of them reacted quickly, and each dragged one of the captured hapless ghosts over, imitating Wei Ran's movements with great interest.

The middle-aged man opened his mouth, and finally answered honestly, "The harder it is to help people in Miami."

"How did you die?" Ninel was not in a hurry to translate, but directly asked the question that Wei Ran also wanted to know.

After a moment of silence, Niner switched to Russian and said, "Friend, we should leave here. Kryuzy, ask him where the evidence is hidden, help me find it, wait for my signal, and be ready at any time Get rid of these people."

As Wei Ran said, he had already had a bad taste, and deliberately installed the dislocated jaw on the middle-aged man first, and then restored the dislocated joints one by one. During this period, the middle-aged man also cried, Howled and volunteered everything he knew.

However, Wei Ran, who had been prepared for a long time, let go of his hand and dragged his chin and pushed it hard. The second crisp sound was a step ahead of his screams, which reached the ears of everyone around him.

Ninel, who almost stared wide-eyed, completely forgot that he was still in charge of torture. Instead, he dragged an unlucky ghost who was still shivering in the refrigerator just now, and imitated Wei Ran's movements and began to massage the bones.

"Yes! Yes! He's dead!"

Kriucci whispered amidst the continuous screams, "He is definitely a murderer, a perverted murderer who has killed many people, and I don't want to fall into his hands."

While he was thinking wildly, a refrigerated van that had been parked here at some point was also opened by a brawny man with a dagger tattoo on his shoulders that was shirtless.

Thanks to the usual chatter with that bastard Jima about the tattoo culture of Soviet gangsters, even if Wei Ran didn't have to ask, he could tell just by looking at the 5 blood-red blood drops on the left and right collarbones of the strong man. He already had five lives on his hands, and he definitely wouldn't mind getting more blood tattooed.

One opened an auto repair shop, and the other bought prisoners for transportation. What kind of genius gave you this crooked idea?

Seeing these murderers and even the murderer around him, because he couldn't learn how to learn to look at the surrounding toolbox or the wrench on the ground, Wei Ran stopped wasting time and speeded up instantly, circling around Amidst the villain's exclamation and a series of "crackling" joints, all the remaining joints of the middle-aged man were dismantled.

"Friend, I think you're lying." The shirtless and burly Han Kryuchy came over and said dissatisfiedly, "You definitely don't want to teach us."

"You really trust me," Wei Ran said dumbfounded.

"Boss Fidel!"

Hearing this, Ninel translated the words, and Wei Ran pulled out the rag from the opponent's mouth.

As soon as he said this, the people around him immediately fell silent.

"At the beginning, I plan to help my driver obtain inheritance rights. In exchange, my driver needs to make an investment of no less than 500 million US dollars in my company."

When Wei Ran waited for the lifting plate to drop to a height of less than 10 centimeters from the ground, he asked while stepping on the not-so-clean ground.

"22 or 23 years old, she can't even manage her girlfriends well, how can she manage these auto repair shops."

"There are only 78, heh!"

"Thailand, I'm from Thailand." The terrified Asian middle-aged man replied tremblingly in English.

“Same as when it was taken apart”

The shirtless man explained, "When we caught him, we just asked him a few simple questions, and I'll tell you everything."

"I just hope he doesn't join the corrections team"

"What did you ask?" Wei Ran asked as he followed Ni Nier to the truck that brought them here.

"They are very nutritious fertilizers"

The middle-aged man took a breath and continued, "Wait until last winter, my business went wrong and I lost a lot of money, so I"

It's just that this extremely solid old thing tied with a rope is not only missing a lens from the glasses on his face, but even his mouth is stuffed with a big greasy rag.

Wei Ran muttered to himself, but he couldn't help but feel a little tempted to buy some talented prisoners through the other party's way.

Before Niniel agreed, there was a "click" in Wei Ran's hand, and the middle-aged man who was holding his hand was about to scream subconsciously.

Ninel walked into the cargo hold while speaking, "For this matter, since the illegitimate child is gone, let's see if we can sell those evidences for a good price."

Speaking of this, the door of the container at the rear of the car was locked by the black aunt outside, and Niell also turned on the lights, and waited until Wei Ran took off the cowboy hat and headgear on his head, then greeted him and walked into the compartment He said, "No matter how much it sells, how about we split it equally?"

"I didn't lie, it's just that my family prefers to eat boneless rabbits." Wei Ran responded with a lie pretending to be serious.

Having said that, Ninel pointed to the surroundings, "Almost every state has one or two such auto repair shops, the difference is only in size."

"Starting today, this bastard will join the punishment team."

Wei Ran greeted in Russian a strong man who surrounded the limp middle-aged man, stroking here and there.

"Do me a favor, take off all his clothes." Wei Ran said, taking a step back.

"Where did the boss find such a lunatic?"

Hmm. If I remember correctly, when I first joined that gang, even some merchants in your Huaxia bought second-hand cars from him. "

"How did the illegitimate child die?" Ninere asked a more important question before he finished speaking.

Ninel stepped onto the lift plate and recounted the information he just asked almost verbatim.

"That's right." The middle-aged man nodded with difficulty.

The middle-aged man moved away from Wei Ran subconsciously, and explained at a faster speed, "I am in the timber business, and the timber is cut from the most difficult places, and then shipped from Da Nang to be sold all over the world. of.

"He was hiding in the parking lot of the stadium"

"Yes" the middle-aged man decisively betrayed his partner.

"How much money are you going to extort from the Gravett family?" Ninel asked with his back to the middle-aged man who was dripping with urine.

When the middle-aged man saw Wei Ran coming over, he shivered subconsciously, and explained faster, "He died about two months ago."

"How about we turn him into a shemale?"

"Poisonous snake! He was bitten to death by a poisonous snake!" The middle-aged man gave a particularly absurd way of death.

Stimulated by such a series of severe pains, this Asian middle-aged man, who was already paralyzed by the ground, unable to move or even speak, could only shed tears and look at the dazzling lights above his head, and uttered a groan from his throat in vain. There were vague pleas and promises.

“It wasn’t long before Bayer acquired Monsanto, and the stock price of the Gravett family was on the news at the time, so I bought the memoir, took it back to Da Nang, and went to my driver’s house under the pretext of visiting, It was compared with that photo of him again."

Ninel pointed to Wei Ran, and said the arrangement that no one in the workshop wanted to hear, "Kreuzzi, let everyone know the good news."

"Twelve million dollars"

"No! I said it, I said it all!"

It's a pity that Maozi is Maozi after all. Apart from dislocating those bastards' fingers, wrists and elbows by brute force, they can't do it like Wei Ran. Well, if Ninel can speak Chinese, he will definitely I will use torture to describe it, yes, the punishment of torture.

"Kryuzy," the burly man replied in Russian with a little arrogance.

"Haven't opened the box yet"

"I'm not a shemale," the old guy's tone was not only panic, but also a trace of shame and resentment.

"Then you found the Gravett family from that photo?" Ninel asked suspiciously, "How did you do it?"

"It's really greedy." Ninel muttered slowly and then asked in a very positive tone, "Who is helping you?"

It wasn't until this time that the shirtless man waved enthusiastically towards Ninel, grinned a sinister smile, and introduced in Russian, "These bastards have just been brought back from the stadium, Guaranteed to be fresh."

The illegitimate child you are looking for is actually my driver and translator in Da Nang, he can speak Vietnamese, Thai and Burmese, and even some Tagalog.

"You can't learn this." Wei Ran spread his hands, "I can't teach you either. I have been practicing with the rabbits raised at home since I was five years old. It took more than 20 years to reach the level just now."

Although he was wearing a hood to cover the expression on his face, his eyes made the brawny shirtless man named Kryuzzi take a small step back involuntarily.

Ninel also got off the lift plate, and explained in a casual tone, "Her father made his fortune by smuggling cars. He stole, robbed, or bought them at a low price. He used all kinds of second-hand cars for murder cases. The cars will be refurbished by him in his own auto repair shop and sold to third world countries at a good price.

Soon, one after another, the unlucky ghosts who were stripped naked and only wore socks jumped out of the cold box car tremblingly.

He naturally knew that Ninel was using himself to beat his subordinates. After all, his subordinates were a group of bought prisoners.

"Let me see how your craftsmanship is?" Ninel turned to look at Wei Ran.

At that time, I just flipped through the book at random because of the name, but I happened to see the photo of the author of the book, Fabian Gravett, when he was young. "

The middle-aged man quickly replied, "The memoir is called Lancers Over the Jungle, and I found it at a flea market in Atlanta when I was on a business trip in the United States.

As the cabinet door at the rear of the refrigerated truck opened, the shirtless man knocked on the bumper with the live-end wrench in his hand, and shouted into the compartment in English with a Russian clatter.

Kryuzzi snorted, turned around and walked away, "I'll try to find you after I wash and dry the pants I just wetted by myself! I hope you're still here at that time."

"Have you asked?" Neil turned his head and asked.

"It's enough for me to manage those three professional managers well"

"You are honest."

"certainly"

Niniel said as a matter of course, "After all, you have done me a great favor, although I haven't gone to the beach to verify the authenticity. But I don't think you will, and you don't have the guts to lie to me about that matter. "

"Of course, I will never lie about this matter, and there is no need to adulterate."

Wei Ran made a guarantee very seriously, even the same age in front of him seemed to overlap with the deathknell assaulter who was his partner in his memory at a certain moment.

(End of this chapter)