Just when the farce at Shota Izakaya and the protests in front of the door were making news, the U.S. Navy carrier-based helicopter that Weihan was aboard finally landed at Palau Airport after a long flight of more than two hours.
I deliberately took a group photo with the US military pilot who had chatted in French in front of the helicopter. Then Wei Ran followed the beautiful tour guide Wan Qiu who came to pick him up and boarded a shuttle bus driven by the ground staff separately and left straight away.
Got to the airport.
It wasn't until he got off the shuttle bus that Wan Qiu opened the door of a commercial vehicle and asked with a smile, "How do you feel?"
"How does it feel?" Wei Ran smiled, "Compared to being called God's fish tank, Palau is more like an American bathtub."
"The ships of the U.S. Navy are really free here." Wan Qiu got into the car and closed the door as he spoke.
"Have you bought the ticket?" Wei Ran asked as he fastened his seat belt.
"I've bought it and my flight is this afternoon."
Wan Qiu paused for a moment, waited until the car started running, and then said, "Mr. Wei, the Second World War asked me to tell you that you please call him back when it is convenient for you."
"no problem"
As Wei Ran said this, he had already taken out his cell phone, but the first person he called was Suisui, who had arrived in the Philippine Monkey Country in advance.
"I saw it on the news"
As soon as the video call was connected, Suisui said happily, "The American reporter didn't silence your and Kou Kou's answers, but they added English letters to Brother Xi and Tan Tu's translators. I guess they must have done it on purpose.
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"Chinese and French are both working languages stipulated by the United Nations. They should make subtitles together."
Wei Ran gloated and teased, and then asked curiously, "How was your game?"
"We are riding a carriage in the ancient city of Vigan. It is very interesting here."
As Suisui spoke, she also switched the camera to show the surrounding scenery and the carriage she was riding in. Then she turned back and asked the camera while making a scissor hand gesture around her eyes, "When will you come over?"
Seeing that Suisui gave the safety signal agreed in advance, and Anfisa, who was sitting side by side with her, waved her hand towards her, Wei Ran secretly breathed a sigh of relief and responded with a smile while scratching his nose.
He said, "I have a flight this afternoon, so I will be able to meet you probably in the evening."
"Where's Kou Kou? Won't she come over?" Suisui, who was also secretly relieved, continued to ask.
"She doesn't have time lately"
Wei Ran smiled and said, "If nothing else happens, I guess she will be busy dealing with interviews from reporters until the start of school."
"Then there's nothing we can do, but I'll ask Aniya to help bring her the gift."
Suisui turned the camera around again, pointed at another carriage in front and said, "Ania and Anfiya are in the carriage in front. She will also go to Paris to study in September. I just found out about it."
"I just found out now."
Wei Ran made a little joke, "Okay, I'm going to make a call to the second son first, and we can talk about the rest when we meet in the evening."
After hanging up the video call, Wei Ran first sent the flight information to Anfisa with Wan Qiu's help, and then dialed Qin Er's number.
"Do you have a problem with me?" Wei Ran asked after waiting for the call to be connected.
Qin Er on the other end of the phone said helplessly, "There is someone who wants to meet you."
"Who?" Wei Ran asked subconsciously.
"Let Wan Qiu explain the details to you later."
Qin Er paused and said with a hint of pleading, "Um...brother Wei Ran, to give my brother some face, you must meet her no matter what, otherwise I may not be able to escape this beating."
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"OK, no problem!"
Wei Ran happily agreed, and at the same time he became more and more curious as to what kind of existence a person like Qin Er could be who could make such a lawless God be so fearful.
"From today on, you are my half-brother!"
Qin Er on the other end of the phone was visibly relieved, "I won't say any more nonsense. When you come back, and when that bitch Zhu Shi comes back, I will take you to find the most beautiful..."
"Stop, stop"
Wei Ran didn't give the other party a chance to finish what he said, "I'll spare you the arrangement. Let's talk about the rest when we get back. I'll have a few words with Wan Qiu first."
"No problem! No problem! Let's wait until you come back!" After Qin Er finished speaking, he hung up the phone.
“Park the car”
Wan Qiu, who was sitting in the passenger seat, called the driver to stop when Wei Ran hung up the phone, then pushed the door open and helped Wei Ran open the car door, and even helped hold up a sun umbrella.
Seeing this, Wei Ran smiled, put his cell phone on the seat next to him, unbuckled his seat belt, and followed the other person out of the car towards the shadow provided by a tropical tree on the side of the road.
"It's our boss who wants to see you"
Wan Qiu paused and took the initiative to explain, "My boss and Manager Yang's are also the second generation's aunt."
"Second aunt?" Wei Ran looked at the other party in confusion.
"Yes" Wan Qiu nodded, but didn't know how to continue explaining.
"Then let's meet," Wei Ran said nonchalantly, "When? Where will we meet?"
"On the plane" Wan Qiu pointed to the top of her head, "She just happened to take that flight back to the Philippine Monkey Country this afternoon."
"Okay, what should you call your boss?" Wei Ran asked casually.
"Well..." The girl named Wan Qiu looked at Wei Ran with an embarrassed expression, "Otherwise, after we get on the plane..."
"Okay, I'll ask myself when the time comes. Where are we going now?" Wei Ran nodded indifferently and did not make it difficult for this beautiful translator who was busy with her business.
"Let's go to the hotel and take a rest first."
Wan Qiu immediately breathed a sigh of relief and motioned Weiran to get on the bus and said, "We still have four hours before departure, and your luggage has been picked up for you in advance. You can take a shower in the hotel later."
take a break."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! According to the other party's arrangement, he got into the car again and rushed to the hotel only three or four kilometers away from the airport. Wei Ran immediately opened his laptop and started browsing today's local news.
As expected, in addition to the discovery of the remains of Captain Evans and others, the ceremony held on the USS Halsey, and the interview with himself and Coco, the headlines were immediately followed by
An English news item about "Man-Eating Wendigo!"
Clicking on the news link, Wei Ran showed a satisfied smile on his face. In this news report, the sign at the entrance of Shota Izakaya and the floor-to-ceiling windows on both sides had been smashed to pieces. The not-so-large parking lot was not only littered with
There were all kinds of garbage, and there was a cordon around it. Outside the cordon, there were people protesting with signs in English and even Japanese, police cars with lights flashing, and heavily armed police officers.
In the photos inside the izakaya, the disgusting shrine and tablets have been turned into fragments mixed with food residues, and the photo frames originally hung on the walls have also been damaged.
Under the camera, the Kano family, huddled together like quails with frightened faces, showed not only fear, but also traces of indistinguishable shame, anger, and unwillingness after their hopes were dashed.
I browsed the English or Japanese comments under the news with an expressionless face, looking at the vicious abuses against the cannibal demons, the Kano family who fabricated history, and even all the recruiters, as well as words such as "The cannibals who are better at fabricating history than Hamstick people."
"Devil" and other provoking remarks.
it's over?
of course not!
Inciting hatred, creating conflicts, provoking confrontation, these are just the beginning of the signal - just like the tricks used by Americans who have lost justice.
"This is a practical test for Hela and a public performance for our allies."
Wei Ran muttered silently, slowly closed his notebook, and together with the Hela organization hidden under the aurora, patiently waited for the situation to further develop.
That evening, Wei Ran returned to the airport under the leadership of Wan Qiu and boarded the business class flight to Manila, Philippines.
At the same time as this flight took off, Anfiya, who was eating, drinking and having fun with Suisui in the ancient city of Vigan in the Philippine Monkey Kingdom, also stared at the flight information and posted an email edited in advance.
"Ding!"
Just when Weiran's flight climbed to the predetermined altitude, the first floor of Shota Izakaya was in a mess. Kano Chinatsu's father, one of the owners of Shota Izakaya, also received a push on his mobile phone.
First he looked at the locked door and the boarded-up window, and then looked not far away. He was holding a circle of gauze on his head, but his nephew, who had been proud of his grandfather's military exploits for the first half of his life, insisted on cleaning up the garbage.
The middle-aged Palau man, who always wanted to return to his dream hometown of Nagasaki and settled there, took out his mobile phone and lit up the cracked screen.
He is the son of Shota Kano, the father of Chinatsu Kano, and one of the owners of this izakaya.
However, when he turned on the screen and saw a news headline pushed to his phone, he was stunned.
Subconsciously clicking on the news sent by this leg, the eyes of this man who was nearly fifty years old and already bald became red. His hand also slowly grasped the handful that was thrown casually on the cooking table.
Slim and sharp Japanese sashimi knife.
"cousin"
The man looked at the other owner of the izakaya and asked after a moment of silence, "My grandfather was really..."
"No, don't believe that, it's fake, it's all fake!"
Another shopkeeper who was wiping the stage screen argued stubbornly, "They are heroes and the sun..."
"Just think it's fake."
Kano Chinatsu's father glanced at his wife who was picking up postcards not far away, and then looked at his cousin again, "Misuhiko is actually your son, right?"
"You know..." Kano Chinatsu's stepmother subconsciously covered her mouth when she realized that she had spilled the beans.
"Snapped!"
At this moment, the crisp slapping sound of the hard-bristled brush that his cousin accidentally dropped on the stage floor easily shattered the last trace of sanity in this man's heart!
"Ah——!" Kano Chinatsu's father let out a desperate and angry roar. He clenched the kitchen knife with both hands and stabbed his nephew's chest fiercely!
"puff!"
Amid the splashing blood, the man with red eyes pulled out his sashimi knife, rounded his arm, and slashed hard, easily cutting a fatal wound on his wife's neck that was filled with blood!
For a moment, panicked screams and wails, begging for mercy and even desperate cries came from the izakaya, which they had locked the security door by themselves.
