In the spacious darkroom in the basement of the library, after Wei Ran calmed down, he subconsciously looked at the titanium alloy oil drum less than one meter away from him.
I opened the lid with a disgusted look on my face, and the hot cocoa filled with steam and sweet aroma immediately came out.
"I really appreciate your eight generations of ancestors..."
Wei Ran muttered nervously, picked up a disposable coffee cup and filled it with hot cocoa, and then put away the oil drum that seemed to be deliberately provocative.
After leaving the underground darkroom with the cup in hand, he checked the time, opened the car door and asked Beria to jump in. He drove the armored pickup truck out of the yard alone and drove out of the city, heading straight for Jima's village.
Following his memory, he drove the car to the abandoned logging camp where he had camped with Jima, Maya and others. Weiran drove around the lake, which was only a hundred meters in diameter, and carefully inspected the place to confirm.
After there was no one around, he opened the door and got out of the car, standing on the gravel beach by the lake.
After a moment's hesitation, Wei Ran squatted down again, and not only did he lie down on the gravel beach without any image, he even took out the rarely used bearskin mittens from the metal book and bit on them.
in the mouth.
No wonder he was so prepared. The needle-pricking torture every time he took out the DT30 transport vehicle was too uncomfortable. If what he takes out later is really the USS Johnston, if the size is compared and enlarged to the same proportion,
During that brief period of pain, he was worried that he would die suddenly.
"Hoo-! Hoo-! Hoo-!"
Wei Ran took several deep breaths in succession, bit the glove in his mouth again, closed his eyes, shrank his neck, and with a low growl took out the latest thing from the red vortex.
"Wow!"
In the splashing water, Wei Ran, who was ready to die, was stunned. It didn't hurt, it didn't hurt at all.
He opened his eyes and straightened his neck. When he saw something floating on the water, he immediately patted the grass leaves stained on his body and stood up. While putting away his bearskin mittens, he couldn't help but secretly cursed himself for eating wrong.
Why would you have such high expectations for a metal book that you can't even count on?
There is no other reason. The thing floating on the water at this time is not only the destroyer USS Johnston, but it is not even the traffic boat USS Johnston.
This is just a white canvas sailor bag. If there is any difference from the set in the basement that is still on the darkroom table, it is just that the sailor bag has a black mimeograph that clearly says "DD-557"
The words, and there are also some black silhouette patterns.
Among these patterns, there are smoking Indian pipe axes, telescopes, sextants, moose antlers, and even a little man wearing an Indian feather crown, holding a bow and arrow in one hand, and throwing an ax with the other.
Of course, the most eye-catching pattern on this sailor bag is the silhouette of the destroyer USS Johnston.
I lifted the sailor bag out of the water. Fortunately, perhaps because the sailor bag was coated with a waterproof coating, it did not get wet. Even the remaining water stains automatically gathered together.
The droplets without nostalgia fell back to the surface of the water.
He walked a few steps further and untied his sailor's bag. He took out the folded hammock from it. After looking around, he fixed it on two birch trees close to each other not far from the lake.
Compared with the only hammock on Helen Island, the quality of this hammock is obviously much better, and it is also wider, longer and thicker.
Continuing to take it out from the sailor bag, there are two thick and soft green blankets and a large piece of white umbrella cloth that is four meters square.
Not only was the umbrella cloth carefully sealed with canvas, but a long section of paracord was also reserved. Without thinking about it, Wei Ran guessed that this piece of umbrella cloth was used as a tent for the hammock.
of.
Does that destroyer guy enjoy a joke as much as hot cocoa in the kitchen?
Wei Ran muttered with a smile on his face, kicked off his shoes and lay down on the hammock. He stuffed one of the blankets and the umbrella canopy back into the sailor bag to use as a pillow. He shook the hammock and took out a thick book from the metal book.
I had a stack of negatives and looked at them one by one under the bright sunshine.
Different from the photos taken in my memory, there is always one person missing in these negatives. Sometimes it is Hawkes, sometimes it is Sterling, and sometimes it is Captain Evans.
.Even, sometimes the less one is Akira or Jiro.
It seems that these photos should not have existed, just like the photo of the red flag on the Capitol Building should not have existed...
Wei Ran sighed secretly, returned the negatives to the paper bag in the metal book, squinted his eyes and stared at the sparkling calm lake in the distance, and fell asleep not long after.
Amidst his even snoring, Beria emerged from the birch forest with a small wild boar he invited from nowhere, lying in the shadow of the armored pickup truck. While guarding the guard, he also boldly tried
The little wild boar was given an abdominal surgery that looked like a corpse.
When the noisy ringtone of the mobile phone woke Wei Ran, the setting sun had already reflected the lake not far away in golden red. The dog Beria, who had eaten and drank enough, also dug out a small hole beside the pickup truck that was big enough for him to lie down.
The pit you entered.
Yawning, the sleepy Wei Ran took out the satellite phone and glanced at it. When he saw it was Suisui, he immediately pressed the answer button.
"Where have you been?"
Suisui on the other end of the phone continued without waiting for Wei Ran's answer, "Your scumbag friend Comrade Xia Shushi will be leaving tomorrow morning. Why don't you eat something good tonight?"
"Eat, what are you going to eat?" Wei Ran couldn't help but yawned again after saying that.
"How about the seafood buffet?" Suisui asked immediately, "Lola said a new one opened on Bowman Pedestrian Street..."
"I don't eat seafood," Wei Ran grinned subconsciously, "but also coconuts and frigate birds."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "What did you just say?" Suisui asked blankly, "Frigatebird? What are you doing? Are you asleep?"
"It's in the abandoned logging camp next to Jima's village." Wei Ran yawned, "I came here to have some peace and quiet and change my mind. I accidentally fell asleep."
After saying that, Wei Ran, who had finally started up the computer, brought the topic back before the other party could speak, "Let's cook dinner ourselves! I'll get a little suckling pig back from Jima's house later. Let's make roast suckling pig ourselves tonight.
"You might as well cook Xia Shushi in red wine later."
Suisui on the other end of the phone rolled her eyes, "Anyway, hurry up and bring the pork back. By the way, see if Scumbag Ji and Maya are there. If they are, bring them back together."
"I got it, leave it to me!" Wei Ran said and yawned again before stretching and hanging up the phone.
After looking around again until he was sure that he had left the nightmare island, he packed up the hammock as quickly as possible, put the re-stuffed sailor bag back into the metal book, and called for Beria, who was like a mud monkey, to jump into the car.
, driving the car around and heading to Jima's village.
I went to Jima's house, and as expected, neither Jima nor Maya was there. Fortunately, the little wild boars I caught and gelded while camping were still there, and had been carefully fed by Jima's parents.
I have gained weight visibly to the naked eye.
With the help of the old couple and Beria, they caught one of the little wild boars, which looked the most ideal and ambitious, and easily disassembled the joints of the four hooves and threw it into the cargo bucket. Wei Ran invited the two old men to come over for dinner but was declined.
After that, he drove back to his home on the shore of Kaban Lake.
Inviting Xia Shushi, who had been trying to trick Lola almost without success, and the Katenka sisters, who were not very good at cooking but very skilled in handling ingredients, a certain historian expertly bled this fat little wild boar.
The singeing is divided into required pieces of meat.
Of course, the work of cleaning the sewer this time was easily handed over to another historian present at Suisui's instigation and Lola's request.
From sundown to star-filled night, the long table temporarily arranged in the large yard was filled with various meat dishes and cold beer.
"Boss, what's going on?"
Anfisa leaned into Suisui's ear and asked in a low voice, but her eyes were looking at the table holding the freshly grilled big ribs in one hand, and using chopsticks in the other hand to keep throwing the braised pork into her mouth.
"Boss, you have a really good appetite today," Anfiya leaned into Suisui's other ear and commented.
"Did he have lunch?" Suisui looked at Lola who was whispering to Sui Xin.
"It doesn't seem like there is." Lola spread her hands, "You should ask Xia Xi, they are doing lunch in the basement these days, and I only go down to clean up the trash every morning."
"Brother Xia, have you had lunch for lunch?"
Suisui asked Xia Shushi, the title of Brother Xia was naturally borrowed from Lola. Fortunately, Xia Shushi had a good temper, so he didn't have any dissatisfaction with the title, and the title of Brother Xia didn't matter.
Anyway, it sounds much better than eating pig food.
"I think you ate it." Xia Shushi cut off a small piece of grilled ribs as he spoke and took a bite politely.
“Didn’t eat”
Sui Xin rolled her eyes and said helplessly, "The lunch you two ordered is still on the bar in the library. Although Xia Shushi went to get the takeout, he didn't take it out at all. He only took it from Lola.
I left with two cups of coffee.”
“That means I didn’t eat”
While Xia Shushi was talking, he picked up the big ribba baked by Lola himself, opened his mouth and took a small bite, "I wonder why I am so hungry."
"see that"
Suisui, who was holding a cup in her hand, rolled her eyes and said pretentiously, "Those who study history don't even have the ability to take care of themselves."
"Woooooooooooooooooo!"
Wei Ran responded vaguely, picked up the cup and took a big sip, finally swallowing the food in his mouth.
"belch--!"
Wei Ran burped incomprehensibly, and then said again, "When you have time, talk to Greva and ask him to help catch some more suckling piglets, castrate them all and send them to Jima's house to raise them. This castration is...
The bleeding wild boar is so delicious.”
Suisui patted her forehead and felt that Wei Ran seemed to be possessed by a starving ghost. She simply changed the topic to a less embarrassing topic and asked, "Let's not talk about this anymore. How is your investigation going?"
"Stuck..."
"We have some clues." Wei Ran quickly gave a completely different point of view before Xia Shushi finalized their investigation.
"What's your suspicion?" Xia Shushi asked puzzledly.
“It’s hard to say yet”
Wei Ran threw a piece of ribs into his mouth and said vaguely, "It's okay, you go ahead and I'll call you when I need your help."
"Okay then." Xia Shushi didn't take it seriously, picked up a glass of sparkling wine and took a sip.
The guests and hosts enjoyed the meal thoroughly, and in the next morning, Xia Shushi was personally delivered to the airport by Wei Ran.
"When are you going to the Philippines?" Xia Shushi asked after finishing the check-in.
"Wait a minute," Wei Ran responded vaguely, "You are thinking about the real thing."
"Do not worry!"
Xia Shushi shook the authenticator hanging around his neck and said, "I met the beast as soon as I landed, and then we went to see Zhong Zhen to discuss the establishment of a mental hospital."
"Then it's settled"
Wei Ran smiled and shook hands with the other person, watched him walk into the terminal, and waited until the other person's flight took off, then turned around and slowly left the airport.
