Since Xia Shushi was sent away, Wei Ran has been completely free. Every day, he either spends his days in the kitchen studying food under the pretext of investigating historical mysteries, or drives around the streets of Kazan under the pretext of searching for historical archives.
Purpose of wandering.
During this period, neither Xia Shushi, Qin II, Zhong Zhen, Nineel, Carlos in the United States, or even Kou Kou in the United States or France, but none of them took the initiative to contact him or Suisui.
Or the Katenka sisters.
As the time came to August, and there was only a little more than a month left before the little rich girl Kou Kou started school, he made a call to Xia Shushi and bought a flight to the Philippine Monkey Country.
of air tickets.
"You really don't need us to follow you?" Suisui asked for the last time in the waiting hall of Kazan Airport.
"Need not"
Wei Ran collected the ticket and said, "You go to France to meet up with Kou Kou first. I'll let you know as soon as I have the results."
"Do you want Kamei to be your translator?" Suisui asked worriedly.
"No need." Wei Ran waved his hand, "Xia Shushi and Qin II are here, so don't worry."
"It's because of the two of them that I don't feel at ease." Suisui rolled her eyes, "How come all your friends are scum?"
“It’s not my fault”
Wei Ran picked them all off, "Okay, let's not talk anymore. I'm getting ready to board the plane. Remember to give me a message when you arrive in France."
"When you arrive in the Philippines, give us a message immediately."
After Suisui finished speaking, she left a red lip mark on Wei Ran's face like a prank, and then she let him walk into the security checkpoint with satisfaction.
The long flight from Kazan to Manila in the Philippines was definitely not comfortable, but fortunately, just as he walked out of the cabin, he saw Qin II blocking the covered bridge and Qin II standing in front of him.
On one side, Brother Yang, who he had worked with in Savage Mountain, what particularly concerned him was that this Brother Yang did not hide the pistol at his waist.
"Long time no see." Wei Ran greeted the two of them, "Where's Soseki?"
"It's been a while since we last saw each other, please come with us."
Qin Er, who was wearing a beach shirt and flip-flops, shook hands with Wei Ran, and while greeting him to go out, he said, "Soseki and Zhong Zhen are busy recently, and I am the only one free, so I came to pick him up."
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“Your way of picking up the airport is so unique.”
While Wei Ran was teasing the other party, he couldn't help but glance at the cabin door behind him, and then glanced at the pistol on Brother Yang's waist. This privilege is not a big deal, but it is also a small thing, at least.
, enough to make him realize Qin II’s energy in Feihou.
Moreover, he believed that Qin II, who seemed to be doing things out of tune but was actually impeccable, was hinting to him about his power in the Philippine Monkey Kingdom.
"I'm not afraid that you'll miss me. Letting you see me early will also show that I'm sincere, buddy."
Also knowing that the other party understood his hint, Qin Er just made nonsense nonsense, then changed the subject and said, "No matter where you are going to go next, first find a place with me to rest, and when you get here, we will
It’s like arriving at your own home.”
"I won't be polite to you," Wei Ran said as he sent a message back to Suisui, who had already landed in France.
Under the leadership of Qin Er, they went through the customs clearance procedures almost as if they were fooling around. The two of them also got into the off-road vehicle driven by Brother Yang himself, left the airport and drove straight to the downstairs of an office building in the center of the city.
“Just stay here for the next few days.”
Qin Er enthusiastically helped Wei Ran carry down the suitcase, which was not too big, but Brother Yang had already taken out a card and opened the elevator door in advance.
"What is this place?" Wei Ran asked curiously as he walked into the elevator, which was spacious enough to hold a single bed and had plenty of space.
"The company where Brother Yang and the others work"
Qin Er responded nonchalantly. At this moment, the elevator door slowly closed. Immediately afterwards, an enthusiastic Chinese female voice greeted the elevator - "My Buddha's Mercy Security Service Group"
Welcome".
"This...isn't this so funny?"
Wei Ran asked with twitching corners of his mouth. Compared with this nonsense name, it was difficult for him to ignore the words "make money at first sight" written in white characters on the closed elevator door and "the world" written in black characters.
"Peace". Of course, there is also a large area of Buddhist scriptures written in small cinnabar and gold characters around these eight words.
“Our boss is a Buddhist”
There was a hint of numb embarrassment hidden in Brother Yang's dry tone, "The boss thinks this name is auspicious, and it can also remind everyone to be generous and compassionate. In addition, it can also bring bad luck to people who take the elevator."
"What about these two sentences?"
Wei Ran pointed to the eight characters on the elevator door with great interest. He had watched many Hong Kong and Taiwan movies when he was a child, so he naturally knew where these eight characters and the classic black and white color scheme came from.
Brother Yang explained with increasing embarrassment, "When you are away from home, there are always times when you can't be generous. Since you can't be generous, just wipe out the grass in the desert and leave no trace behind."
Clearing his throat, Brother Yang pulled the back of his head and added, "Well... these are the original words of our boss when he founded the group more than 20 years ago, and they are also the official explanation of our company's rigid rules."
"Your boss is a cultural person."
Wei Ran struggled to hold back his smile and gave a thumbs up, but at the same time he couldn't help but become curious about this mysterious boss.
"I haven't even graduated from elementary school..." Qin Er couldn't help but muttered in a low voice.
At this moment, the elevator slowly stopped on the 8th floor. As the elevator door opened, a Chinese-style hotel lobby appeared outside, but behind the front desk were not only two beautiful receptionists in cheongsam, but
Moreover, there are two statues of vajra warriors on the left and right with angry eyes and holding demon-conquering pestles. Even the air of this hall is filled with a faint smell of incense.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! When he looked around, Brother Yang had already taken off his pistol and put the holster on the front desk.
"Come with me, the room is ready for you."
While Brother Yang was talking, a girl in cheongsam also ran over to help open another elevator.
Suppressing his curiosity, Wei Ran followed the two of them in the elevator and went up two more floors. Then he was led to the door of a suite of rooms by a beautiful waiter who was also wearing a cheongsam.
"You guys should rest first and call me anytime if you need anything."
Brother Yang stood at the door, and while handing over Wei Ran's luggage, he pointed to his feet, "I'll be on the first floor, and I'll be there when you call."
"Sorry to trouble you." Wei Ran thanked him politely, and then followed Qin Er into the room prepared for him.
Compared to the weird elevator and even weirder lobby just now, this rather large Chinese-style suite is much more normal.
“This place is absolutely safe and private”
Qin Er closed the door and said, "There is no surveillance from the front desk of the hotel to the top. There are people guarding the roof 24 hours a day, and there are helicopters that can take us to any place at any time."
While he was talking, the second generation was already minding his own business and sat on the edge of the tea sea in the living room. He picked up the hot water that had been boiled in advance, made a pot of tea and gave Wei Ran a cup.
It wasn't until Wei Ran sat down at the host's seat that he picked up the small tea cup and took a sip before continuing, "I'm going to force you to stay here for one night today. Tomorrow morning, the helicopter on the roof will take you directly to the airport.
A translator will follow you to Palau at that time.”
"Second, what on earth is this place?" Wei Ran asked with increasing curiosity as he picked up the tea cup.
"Hey! Don't ask. I can't explain this place and its crazy boss. You will know it when the opportunity comes."
The Second Emperor paused, then changed the subject and asked, "Besides, you really don't need me to go to Palau with you?"
"What's the point of going?" Wei Ran looked at the other person and asked.
"Okay, pretend I didn't say anything, drink tea, drink tea." Qin Er said, picking up the tea cup again and drinking it all.
"How are you preparing for the mental hospital?" Wei Ran asked, changing the subject.
"We are already making preparations for site selection," Qin Er said while leaning on the sofa, "but this matter will take longer, so you have to be patient."
"You also need to be patient," Wei Ran said with a smile.
"Soseki and I are not in a hurry." Qin Er sighed, "But Zhong Zhen is getting jealous. He keeps urging me to ask when do you plan to take action?"
"It's almost time. We can start in a month. Let him wait." Wei Ran took a sip of fragrant tea and made his promise slowly.
Zhong Zhen was eager to avenge his little Lingdang, and he had indeed waited too long, but now the three girls eliminated by the HeLa organization had just been sent for recruitment, so they obviously needed to wait a little longer.
After some small talk, Qin Er was dismissed. After Wei Ran carefully inspected the spacious suite, he lay down on the soft big bed with peace of mind.
In the blink of an eye, the next morning, Wei Ran, led by Qin Er and Yang Ge, took the elevator to the top of the building, took a helicopter and went straight to the airport. Accompanied by a beautiful Chinese guide, he boarded the plane.
Flights to Palau.
After less than three hours of flight, the flight landed smoothly at Palau International Airport.
Under the guidance of the beautiful translator who called herself Wan Qiu, Wei Ran successfully completed the immigration and followed him to a car that was waiting in advance.
"Mr. Wei, are you going to have something to eat first, or go back to the hotel to take a rest first?" the beautiful translator named Wan Qiu asked softly before helping Wei Ran close the car door.
"Let's go eat something first. I'm a little hungry."
Wei Ran said, taking out a note from his pocket and handing it to Wan Qiu, "My friend recommended this Japanese restaurant before I came here. How about we go and try it?"
"Hold on"
Wan Qiu took the note and looked at the address on it, then nodded and said, "No problem, Mr. Wei, this store is in Koror, very close to us."
"Then let's set off," Wei Ran said with a smile.
"Please fasten your seat belt," Wan Qiu gave her last instruction before helping to close the door and get into the passenger seat.
As the car started slowly, the blue and yellow Palau flag that fluttered in the sea breeze outside the car window was gradually left behind. Wei Ran, who was sitting in the car, couldn't help but sigh.
Is World War II over?
It is indeed over, but just like what he muttered when he and Hawks were chatting on the deck of the old fishing boat on their way back to Helen Island - Palau will have to return to the recruitment process soon.
In human hands.
Just like now, this island country that calls itself "God's fish tank" certainly has beautiful beaches and beautiful scenery, and although it receives a steady stream of funding from its American father every year, it is still under colonial rule before World War II and the legacy of the
Bloodline, everything here seems to have the shadow of recruitment.
The national flag with new colors and old elements is the only one in the world that has Japanese as the official language and written into the constitution (the Japanese did not do it themselves), the nationality of the first president after the poison, and the amount of money he gets from recruitment every year.
assistance, as well as various Japanese customs and habits that are still popular, and even some obscure privileges under the popularity and unspoken rules of recruiters here.
All of this also made him sigh that this small island country sandwiched between the United States and Japan had indeed been enslaved very thoroughly.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing and drove the absurd scene out of his mind.
