War Photographer's Notebook

"What if it's not a debate competition?"

Under the tall and lush mahogany trees, Wei Ran, who was hiding in the shadow of the trees, declined the thick cigar handed by Lazaro, "If it is a public opinion war, what suggestion do you have?"

"Public opinion war? What kind of public opinion war?"

"Network" Wei Ran answered concisely.

Lazalo slowly lit the cigar between his fingers. In his increasingly proficient Russian tone, there was also some reason that normal people would have. "I agree with the black president of the United States on the war of public opinion."

Lazaror paused, turned the wheelchair around, and said to Wei Ran with a smile, "You just need to use a lot of spam to disrupt the direction of public opinion in a country, ask enough questions, and spread enough information. Rumors and assumptions, planting enough conspiracy theories that people in these countries don't know what else to believe; once they stop believing any mainstream news, they will lose trust with each other, then the United States has won the war of opinion .”

Speaking of this, Lazalo pointed to the church already behind him, "Look, there are 12 lunatics who dreamed of conspiring or trying to murder their roommates, nurses and doctors. Before they were sent here, almost all Committed murders, and even quite a few of them can be called high IQ crimes."

Moving his arm, Lazalo pointed to the building in another direction, "There are about a hundred mental patients living there, if you give them a chance to speak out, guess how much they can play in a public opinion war ?”

"Is this your suggestion?" Wei Ran asked with raised eyebrows.

"No, no, I haven't made any suggestions yet."

Lazalo waved his hand holding the cigar, "I'm just making a hypothesis. In a public opinion war, normal people still need to make up lies and conspiracies, but those mentally ill patients, as long as they stop taking drugs, they don't need it at all." If you fabricate it, you can produce a lot of spam.”

"last question"

Wei Ran looked at the church in the distance, "Evaluate yourself, the relationship and difference between you and those mental patients in the church."

“It was very simple”

Lazalo smiled, "I still have barely enough sanity, this is the difference between me and them. Regarding the relationship between me and them, they are more like my brain, a brain that has lost its sanity and doubled its madness .

All I need to do is to choose useful ideas with my rationality from the brains of 12 unconstrained and antisocial personalities who are not bound by any rules. "

After finishing speaking, Lazalo took the initiative to say, "It's time for me to ask you, young man, where are you from?"

"Russia"

"You don't have the same complexion or hair color," Lazzaro reminded.

"I'm from China," Wei Ran replied frankly.

"Huaxia?" Lazalo raised his eyebrows and sighed with nostalgia, "I have been to your Huaxia, and the roast duck in your capital is very delicious."

"Have you been to Huaxia?" Wei Ran looked at him in surprise.

"Of course I have"

Lazalo said proudly, "It was in 95. I went with the respected Comrade Castro. We went to many places. I could even use chopsticks and recite "On protracted war"."

"I can also use chopsticks, but I can't recite "On Protracted War." Wei Ran sighed sincerely, "I haven't even read the whole thing."

"You should read it"

Lazalo suggested earnestly, "That great man's war wisdom far exceeds that of Comrade Castro. We learned a lot from it. He is a well-deserved mentor."

"I will read it carefully in the future." Wei Ran also nodded seriously.

"Okay, next question, who are you representing?"

"Myself" Wei Ran looked at the other party and replied, "I don't represent any country or organization, but only myself. I need a consultant who can give me advice at any time."

"Who do you want to fight the public opinion war with?"

Lazalo continued, "If you didn't have a real need, you wouldn't have made that assumption just now, and you wouldn't even come here to meet me."

"I can't say." Wei Ran spread his hands, "I can't say this before I'm sure you work for me."

"It seems that once I work for you, there is no chance of resigning?"

"I'm afraid that's the case, but the benefits I can offer should satisfy you." Wei Ran made a promise frankly.

"You're not the partner I'm looking for"

While speaking, Lazalo had already rocked his wheelchair and walked towards the church in the distance, "However, young man, for the sake of Santos, and for the sake of you being a Chinese, I don't mind helping you when necessary." You have some suggestions. In addition, regarding your hypothetical online public opinion war, I have a very good suggestion right now."

"What suggestion?" Wei Ran looked at the other party and asked.

"If it's just a war of opinion on the Internet, go invest in more mental hospitals around the world. Raise enough mental patients and teach them to go online, limit what they browse on the Internet, let them only see you want to disrupt public opinion The content of the wind direction, and induce them to speak on the Internet."

Lazalo stopped his wheelchair at this point, "Whether online or in reality, when the conversation is filled with speeches by a large number of mental patients, no matter what those mental patients say, in this public opinion war, you have already stood Invincible.

If you want to cause chaos in the real world, you can also send enough psychopaths there. When 100 psychopaths with weapons are rioting in different locations in a city, it is enough to attract the attention of all the police in the city. Attention, at that time whatever you do will not be noticed.

If you unleash some psychopaths with antisocial personalities in the crowd of demonstrators, even the most peaceful demonstrations will turn into tragic bloody violence under their leadership. "

"Like Miami during the Elian incident?" Wei Ran asked subconsciously.

"That's right, just like Miami during the Elian incident." Lazalo laughed loudly, "That was my most proud action plan!"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Wei Ran to say anything else, Lazalo shook the wheelchair again and slowly moved towards the church that was dyed golden by the rising sun.

Watching the other party enter the church, Wei Ran retreated into the shadow of the mahogany and took a deep breath, secretly considering Lazalo's suggestion just now.

Although he couldn't get Lazaro to work for him, after calmly thinking about it, he found that the random suggestion given by the other party was more terrifying than Hela herself!
It seems that investing in a mental hospital is not impossible. Wei Ran muttered secretly, and walked towards the single-family two-story building.

When he walked into the air-conditioned glass door, Ninel immediately asked, "How did the talk go?"

"Lazalo is not willing to work for me," Wei Ran said truthfully, "but he gave me some useful advice."

"If you just need him to give you ideas, you can come here often to sit and sit. He likes to give advice to others."

The old lady Santos, who was sitting on the single sofa with her legs crossed, said casually, "Also, what advice did he give you?"

"He asked me to invest in some mental hospitals around the world," Wei Ran said truthfully.

"You want to invest in a mental hospital?" Santos became interested when he heard the words, "And then?"

Wei Ran took a large glass of cold beer from Ninel, took a sip and said, "Then let the mental patients enjoy the fun of surfing the Internet."

"Heh! The public opinion war, the result of their 707th meeting, is also one of Lazalo's most proud assumptions."

The old lady Santos also took a sip of beer, "I have heard him say this countless times, and he even encouraged me to provide the patients in this mental hospital with internet and computers."

"You agree?" Wei Ran asked with a smile.

"of course not"

Santos replied of course, "He wants those lunatics to go to the White House website to leave frequent messages to the President of the United States, and turn that website into a garbage dump full of crazy words.

While this sounds interesting, I'm 66 years old, long overdue even by Soviet standards, and I don't want to get myself into trouble. "

"What a lunatic." Wei Ran grinned.

"In a sense, he is indeed a madman."

While speaking, Santos put down his cup and asked abruptly, "Young man, if you want to invest in a madhouse, how about we partner?"

"What did you say?" Neil and Wei Ran asked the same question.

"How about we invest in a madhouse together?" Santos asked again, crossing his legs.

"Why are you working with me/him?" Niel and Wei Ran asked the same question again.

"You, shut up!" Santos said, pointing at Ninel.

"Why?" Ninel asked again frankly, "You can partner with me on this matter."

"and then?"

Santos asked angrily, "You bastard can only use psychopaths to create legal and reasonable murder scenes. How many psychopaths do I have enough for you to consume?"

"What about you?" Neil looked at Wei Ran unwillingly.

"Yeah, why are you working with me?" Wei Ran kicked the ball to Santos.

"Gorman and I talked about the girls"

Santo paused for a moment, seeing that Wei Ran did not show any reluctance to bring up the matter because of Ninel's presence, and then continued, "I think this matter is very interesting and promising. The most important thing is , you are not the same as Ninier and Lazzaro."

"Forget about that lunatic Lazalo, but what's the difference between me and him?" Ninel asked dissatisfied.

"Your identity is not clean, and your public identity is just a race car driver."

Santos said bluntly, "Victor is different. He is a well-known historian and a normal person, and he doesn't kill as many people as you. By the way, have you killed anyone?"

"No, never."

Wei Ran replied without thinking, and at the same time, his temperament changed suddenly, as if he was being interviewed, he said politely, "In fact, I am very dizzy, and I dare not even kill small animals. And I am from China. In my home country, owning a gun is a very serious crime, so if I can’t even shoot, how can I kill someone?”

"You see, this is the difference between him and you. It is safe to cooperate with a civilized person like Victor, much safer than meeting you."

Santos snapped his fingers at Ninel, "Besides, he can find the bell ringer you have been looking for for a long time, no matter what channel he uses, this is enough to make my heart beat. And I guess, you Are you wondering how he found the bell ringer?"

Ninel spread his hands, "If he hadn't met me at the fishing ground, I would have thought he was a bait for the Americans."

"Time to answer my question"

Wei Ran, who didn't want to continue chatting on this matter, also snapped his fingers, "Aunt Santos, why do you want to cooperate with me? What is your purpose?"

"As much as Gorman and his friends are willing to work with you, it's a good investment for me."

Santos picked up the cup again and touched Wei Ran, "As for my purpose, if one day the troubles caused by Nieil are involved in me, I hope that there will be someone who is willing to help me, so that I can get along with Nieil. I've got a chance of surviving. It's like... um... like you're willing to help those poor souls find the Bell Ringer who's hiding."

"Is there a more straightforward excuse?" Wei Ran looked at the other party and asked.

"I haven't thought of it yet"

Santos gulped down the beer in the cup, then put the cup on the table with a "clang" sound, and stretched out his hand towards Wei Ran, "If you are interested in cooperating, maybe we can talk alone Let's talk."

"Aunt Santos, you really don't trust me." Ninel said in disbelief. "Is this kind of thing necessary to avoid me?"

"It's not about trust, it's just out of respect for potential partners."

As Santos said, he had stood up and said as he walked upstairs, "Come with me, let's talk alone."

"I'll be down soon"

Wei Ran nodded apologetically to Ninel, drank the beer in the cup, got up and followed Santos, and walked up the spiral stairs to the second floor.

Just like the first floor, the second floor also has sufficient air-conditioning and floor-to-ceiling windows on all sides. In the open space, you can see functional rooms such as the bedroom and kitchen at a glance, as well as various certificates and photos hanging on the walls. .

"Can you tell me your real purpose now?" Wei Ran followed the other party and sat down on the sofa next to the floor-to-ceiling window, and asked after receiving a cigar from the other party.

"Just trying to find a new, relatively safe job for Ninel and his thugs"

Santos sighed, lit the cigar with a cypress stick and said, "His business is too dangerous, especially after killing the bell ringer, even if the Americans don't care, I'm afraid they will be more vigilant. I don't want him to be caught by the Americans. stand up.

That would not only implicate me, but even Gorman, his wife and children, and maybe even you, would become the object of suspicion of the Americans.

The most important thing is that you have helped Ninel complete revenge. After losing the goal of killing the bell ringer, I wouldn’t be surprised if Ninel sacrificed his villains and made 911 a few more times, but that would also Make him a real terrorist. "

After pondering for a moment, Wei Ran looked at the other party and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"I'm in charge of persuading Ninel to gradually transform his auto repair shop in the Americas into a mental hospital."

Santos spewed out a nearly perfect smoke ring, "I have enough experience in how to operate a mental hospital, and Ninel has enough manpower, which is far more cost-effective than investing in a new mental hospital yourself .”

"Feel sorry"

Wei Ran played with the unlit cigar and said, "I don't intend to share the right to speak with anyone, and I don't like to lose control over what I want to do. The most important thing is that Ninel and I can be friends. But I'm afraid he won't be willing to be my subordinate."

"It's just a relationship of cooperation"

Santos corrected, "So there is no relationship between superiors and subordinates. You always have to invest in mental hospitals. Instead of looking for them one by one, why don't you cooperate with us?"

"You also want to use those mental patients to speak?" Wei Ran frowned and asked.

Santo said frankly, "Frankly speaking, Ninel and I don't have this need. I even guess that Ninel is in a period of confusion in his life. After losing the goal of being the bell ringer, he probably doesn't know how to accept it." What to do next. As an elder, I feel the need to help him seize this rare opportunity."

"Okay." Wei Ran nodded cheerfully, "Tell me your thoughts in detail."

"First of all, you have to be clear. I know almost as much as Gorman knows."

Seeing Wei Ran nodded, Santos continued, "I once heard him talk about the girls under you. Although I don't know the details, this is a world that is changing with each passing day, isn't it? Young man, why don't you let me take control? How about a semi-legal hacker organization?"

"Hacker organization?" Wei Ran raised his eyebrows.

"Being a hacker organization is obviously of higher value than being a mouthpiece busy controlling public opinion."

Santos said bluntly, "Your Hella should be a technical team that uses network technology to push a speech platform to the patients in the psychiatric hospital we jointly operate, so that we are all legalized existence, right?"

"I admit that I was moved by you." Wei Ran finally lit the cigar he had been playing with, "What price do I have to pay?"

“Cooperation doesn’t have to come at a price”

"Together we can create a greater good and a safer environment, and that's enough," Santos said.

Even, if you have other trustworthy friends who can run a mental hospital together, I will provide basic medical guidance. "

Almost subconsciously, one after another scum popped up in Wei Ran's mind.

"I need to think about this matter." Wei Ran finally said cautiously.

"It's okay, we have enough time." Santos said and stood up. "Young man, do you need me to give you a piece of advice?"

"Please speak." Wei Ran cupped his hands and stood up.

"The more parts that are exposed to the sun, the better the parts that are hidden in the shadows can be hidden."

After Santos finished speaking, he walked towards the stairs leading to the first floor, "Okay, you can rest here. After dark, I will ask Ninel to take you back. Now I want to talk to him about his It’s a matter of transforming the underground business.”

Watching Santos leave, Wei Ran simply lay down on the rattan woven sofa, secretly thinking about the suggestion the other party gave just now.

If Hela is transformed at this time, everything will be in time, especially the recently established Succubus Company. Using this shell company, it is entirely possible to use a more legalized method to transfer the recruited talents to Hela's organization. Or legally send Hella members to all over the world.

In addition to that, there is Ninel. If Santos can really persuade him to run a mental hospital and use his own channels, then after their mental hospital is filled with patients, the role that the hidden Hela organization can play will be great. Instantly surpassed the cyber violence organization led by Monica, a "former social terror girl".

No no no, or it should be put another way - those psychopaths are responsible for creating spam, Hela led by Monica is responsible for standing out from the pile of garbage, and Hela, led by Katenka sisters, is crucial Bridge function!

Inexplicably, Wei Ran thought of the corpus callosum that was missing in the head of the young genius Kolawa at home—that was the role played by Hella led by Katenka.

Perhaps it is indeed possible to bring those scumbag friends in. After thinking about it for a while, Wei Ran secretly made a note of this idea, and decided to mention it to Zhong Zhen from northern Burma and the incomprehensible Qin Ershi after he went back. Mention your own ideas.

Since the Hela organization is positioned as a technical hacker organization, perhaps Sui Sui and her rich woman friend Kou Kou will also be interested.

Wei Ran's eyes brightened, and he then thought that those rich men he had worked with before might also be willing to invest an "information service fee" for Hela.

Let's talk about Sui Sui first, and then we must let that girl come forward to negotiate with other rich men!Wei Ran, who was lying on the sofa, made the most sensible decision before closing his eyes.

At the same time, on the first floor of this building, Santos also briefly described her cooperation intention with Wei Ran, and then raised his chin towards Ninel, "The opportunity is here, Ninel, It's your choice."

"You asked me to give up my current business to take care of the mentally ill?"

Ninel asked with an ugly face, "When I left Uncle Gorman's lunatic asylum and prepared to come to the United States, I swore I would never deal with mental patients again."

"After you left Gorman and came to Cuba by smuggling, didn't you still work in my mental hospital for a full 8 months?" Santos reminded the other party.

"So now you still plan to let me run the mental hospital?" Ninel's face became more and more ugly, "Don't I want to do the current business?"

"I didn't say that"

Santos threw the cigar into the ashtray, "Your business can be followed, and you can even take Victor to do it together.

But if you can run some business with Victor, he can also help you when you are in trouble.

Ninel, you need a friend, especially a friend who can help you and is trustworthy.So I say, this is an opportunity, an incredible opportunity for both of you. "

"what do you want me to do"

After taking a deep breath, Ninel asked, "Is it true that the auto repair shop is turned into a mental hospital?"

"Those thugs who have worked for you for five years always have a legitimate job, even if they want to start a new life."

Santos reminded with a smile, "If I remember correctly, the first batch of villains who worked for you are going to 'retire' soon? Why don't you arrange a decent job for them? It's better than letting them go Much better to commit crimes later and get you in trouble."

Hearing this, Ninel's eyes immediately brightened, and this really solved a lot of his troubles.

"I guess you have no shortage of places to set up a mental hospital"

Santos continued to remind, "As for the mentally ill, based on your relationship with the police everywhere, I guess it won't take long for your mental hospital to be full of mentally ill patients with a record of injury."

Seeing that Niniel was clearly moved, Santos continued to bewitch, "On the surface, the car repair business is far less profitable than the medical industry. Moreover, this business can not only have a good relationship with the American police, but I guess it will definitely There are many Americans or Canadians who desperately need a certificate of mental illness from a psychiatric hospital before committing a crime, don't they?"

"Aunt Santos, you are a genius!" Ninel exclaimed with bright eyes.

"Go talk to Victor and leave here after dark."

After speaking, Santos picked up the white coat on the back of the sofa and put it on, put the stun gun on his waist and left the building.