"Mr.

The rickshaw driver stammered until he pulled Wei Ran and ran, "I, I...I...I'm everything..."

"What are you?" Wei Ran deliberately made his attitude worse and "run quickly".

Hearing this, the rickshaw driver immediately shut up and ran away with his head.

But unexpectedly, before their rickshaw had run out of five hundred meters, a bicycle rider suddenly rushed out of an alley next to him!

"Bang! Bang!"

The two sudden gunshots, one of which destroyed the wind light hanging on the handlebar of the rickshaw, while the other opened two holes in the shed.

After these two sudden shots, the rickshaw driver subconsciously wanted to run away, but soon, he stopped and lay on the ground.

"Grandpa, please spare me! Don't shoot at my car! My family is relying on this car for dinner!" The rickshaw driver lay on the ground and begged loudly.

"Are the people in the car dead?" asked the man riding his car in the distance and hiding at the entrance of the alley.

The rickshaw driver lying on the ground looked at the gorgeously shaped pistol held in Wei Ran's hand in fear, and then panicked and replied loudly, "Die...Die! Die!"

"Leave him down and run for your life!"

After the man at the entrance of the alley said, he had turned the front of the bicycle and once again got into the alley and disappeared without a trace as the shouts of the Japanese in the distance.

“Good done”

Wei Ran whispered to the coachman in Chinese, "Just lie here and don't move around."

"Oh! I don't move! I don't move!" The rickshaw driver suppressed the regret in his tone and lay honestly on the ground.

At the same time, Wei Ran sighed secretly. He naturally knew that the two shots just now were fired by the gunman, and the purpose of these two shots was probably to clear his suspicion.

"Mr. Matsui, are you okay?"

After a while, the Japanese police who had just questioned him also ran over.

"It's okay, I'm fine!"

Wei Ran got up in panic, pointed at the coachman and said in Japanese, "He saved me. If he hadn't lied to the gunman, I would have died."

As he said that, he first looked carefully at the entrance of the alley where the Japanese police were gathering fire. Then he came to the side of the coachman and pulled him up. Then, in the shock of the other party's unclear sense, he took out a stack of French coins from his pocket and stuffed it into his hand.

"Mr. Matsui, sorry for this happening. Please let us take you back to the hotel." The Japanese policeman said respectfully.

"Then I'll trouble you," Wei Ran responded with a clasped gesture.

Under the escort of these Japanese policemen, Wei Ran returned to the hotel door safely in the rickshaw.

Finally, he thanked the Japanese police who sent him back, and patted the rickshaw driver's shoulder arrogantly. Wei Ran once again showed the arrogant look on his face with a long cock. He first bought a pack of cigarettes and a box of matches at the door, and then entered the hotel, took the elevator to return to the fifth floor, and returned to the door of his room.

He focused on the vaguely visible thread and the inconspicuous hair in the keyhole. He opened the door and drilled in as usual, then closed the door and locked it. Then he put his eyes behind Maoyan and observed carefully.

He waited patiently for a full ten minutes until he was sure that everything was normal outside the door, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Only then could he be sure that the shooting just now had cleared all the suspicions because of the two additional bullets fired by the gunman.

So will this matter be related to Clermont?

Wei Ran thought secretly that with the urinary nature of his living ancestors, he would not easily let himself meet an irrelevant person, so would that person know Clermont and the others?

With such thoughts, Wei Ran took off his windbreaker and lay on the bed, waiting patiently for the meeting tonight.

However, less than an hour before and after, he heard the sound of the elevator door switch coming from outside the room.

In an instant, he turned over and got up and came to the back of the door with his hands and feet. Wei Ran put his eyes on the cat's eyes, and then he happened to see a man wearing a woolen coat and a top hat walking to the door of Room 505 diagonally opposite the corridor.

Is it him?

Wei Ran recognized him just by seeing the other party unlocking the door with one hand. This person must be the gunman.

So he and Clermont and the others really have something to do?

While Wei Ran muttered secretly, he also watched the other party enter the room belonging to Clermont and closed the door with a bang.

I took out my pocket watch and looked at the time. It was still several hours before 9 o'clock in the evening. I just didn't know if the other party's injury could last for so long...

Just as he was wondering whether to help or at least inform the news, the elevator door opened again, followed by Amani, wearing a dress, walked down. Even through the cat's eyes, Wei Ran could clearly see that some coffee seemed to be splashed on her clothes.

Obviously, since Amani, who played the piano on the eighth floor, could know that the gunman came to the fifth floor, it only means that there were their people in the hotel.

Who will it be...

While Wei Ran was thinking secretly, he also opened the door with a "click", looked at the other party, and then picked his chin towards Room 505 without any trace.

Amani looked around the corridor, then looked at Wei Ran, then walked to the door of Room 505, and stepped into the door that opened without pause.

Almost as the corner of her evening dress was put in, the door was silently closed by the person inside.

Seeing this, Wei Ran did not close the door, but instead stood at the door of the room and lit a cigarette and smoked slowly.

Almost as a smoke burned out, the door of Room 505 also opened, and the gunman who had met Wei Ran in the alley carefully looked out.

When the two of them met, Wei Ran obviously saw a strong murderous intent in the other party's eyes.

Fortunately, at this moment, Amani looked out from inside, and after nodding with Wei Ran, he pushed the gunman out and urged in French to "Go away quickly".

"Bang"

The door of Room 505 was almost closed against the gunman's heel, and only Wei Ran was left in the corridor, leaning against the door frame and the gunman who hurried into the stairwell.

After smoking a cigarette, he did not close the door. Instead, he returned to the room and crushed the cigarette butts, touched the piano and sat on the sofa, and played Haydn's serenade.

Amid the sound of this song, Amani, who had changed into a set of clothes, hurriedly left the room and walked into the elevator, which also stopped on the eighth floor.

After slowly playing this song, Wei Ran closed the door and lit a cigarette again. From time to time, he would take out his pocket watch and take a look.

As time was suffering every minute, time came little by little at 9 o'clock in the evening. He also returned to the edge of the door and looked outside through the cat's eyes.

At nine o'clock, the elevator door opened, and Clermont and Amanda walked out talking and laughing, chatting in French while walking towards Room 505.

Seeing this, Wei Ran immediately opened the door and asked in Spanish, "Mr. Clermont, do you know if there is still coffee available at this time?"

"Sorry, this sir, the restaurant on the eighth floor has been closed."

Clermont paused and bowed slightly and said, "If you want to have a cup of coffee, if you don't mind, I can make a cup of coffee I'm drinking later. Of course, this is not charged."

"I'm waiting for you in the room," Wei Ran said, and even bowed simply like the Japanese.

It was not closed either, Wei Ran turned around and returned to the room.

After a while, Clermon and Amanda, who had changed into casual clothes, walked into the room and gently closed the door.

"We're finally meeting again"

Clermont and Wei Ran came with a warm bear hug, and then asked in a suppressed voice, "You are finally here, I think I don't have a chance to see you!"

"Of course I will come"

Wei Ran said confidently, "What about you? What's going on now? And that gunman in the afternoon..."

"We are now helping with some intelligence transmission and raising medicines."

Amani replied, "The gunman was a classmate of Comrade Yu Yanlin when he was studying in Germany and France. His name is Huang Youze, and now it is our online."

“Online?”

Wei Ran frowned, and he subconsciously began to doubt the other party.

"Don't worry, he is also a party member."

Clermont said as he had already opened the Wei Ran's extremely familiar horse fur backpack that he had brought over and began to make the coffee they had drunk in the trenches.

"How did you meet?" Wei Ran asked curiously.

"After we arrived in China, we went to his home according to the address on Yu Yanlin's letter."

Clermont explained, “But there has been a ruin, and we have believed the lies of a woman who claims to have taken us to his family.

Just as she and her companions were about to rob us, Huang Youze appeared. He not only saved us, but also told us about the situation of Yu Yanlin's family, and he also took a photo with Yu Yanlin in Germany and France."

Speaking of this, Clermont sighed, "Later he sent us to the hotel and helped us find a job. Later, after learning about our purpose, we became allies."

"He even took us to the anti-Japanese base."

Amani added that his French sentence is also mixed with the Chinese word "anti-Japanese base".

Just one sentence, Wei Ran relaxed a little bit of vigilance, "So have you told him about Yu Yanlin?"

"I've only told him"

Clermont replied, "He promised to help us find Yu Yanlin's family. What about you? What's your situation now? Are you here to participate in the battle too?"

"certainly"

Wei Ran nodded naturally, "My identity is now openly a pirate, named Ryunosuke Matsui, so I can help you with anything?"

"If you have time in the future, you will often go to the cafe on the eighth floor."

Clermont whispered, "The doorman on the first floor, the elevator driver and the waiter who served you on the 8th floor today are all our people, and a lot of information is also passed through them."

"good"

Wei Ran paused and asked curiously, "So you two..."
To be continued...