Early the next morning after arriving in Port Morbiz, Wei Ran yawned and got up from the bed. He first checked the doors, windows and rooms, and then put away the shock bomb hanging on the anti-theft chain at the door.
In the box.
Without leaving the room, Wei Ran took out several pistols from the metal book one by one, inspected them carefully, loaded each with bullets, and then took out the vss silent sniper rifle for inspection and maintenance.
.
After everything was done, he brushed his teeth, washed his face, and changed clothes. Then he put on his mask, hung up his ID, and put on his white coat.
After going downstairs with a fisherman's hat with an anti-mosquito cover, Wei Ran found Wan Qiu waiting for him at the stairs in advance.
"Good morning Dr. Wu"
Wan Qiu said hello in Chinese, led Wei Ran into the elevator that was always open, and after the elevator door closed, he said, "Today, the second batch of medical supplies will be delivered to the city via cargo plane. If you plan to do it now,
In the past, we could fly there at any time by helicopter."
"Are you really providing medical assistance?" Wei Ran asked in hindsight.
"certainly"
Wan Qiu smiled and nodded, "Across South and Southeast Asia, we provide free professional medical assistance every year to combat malaria and some unique tropical diseases."
After hearing this, Wei Ran was silent for a moment and said, "Let's stay here for another day. After breakfast, I plan to go to where Luke lives."
"No problem." Wan Qiu nodded with a smile, "We've been watching over there."
Seeing this, Wei Ran said no more and let Wan Qiu take him to the restaurant for a meal of quite delicious Chaozhou cuisine. Then he arrived in an off-road vehicle with a different color from the one yesterday.
The conditions of an apartment near the port can only be considered as acceptable.
In this apartment with only two rooms inside and outside, the only furniture was a bed and a table. One leg of the table was padded with stacks of pornographic magazines.
And on the plank bed covered with a mat, there was actually a silicone doll that was quite well made.
And on the dirty and oily walls around them, there are various photos of Luke.
In these photos, there are photos of him and men and women of various ages wearing outdoor clothes and carrying hiking bags in the rainforest. There are also photos of him and several children including Egg on a boat. In addition, there are photos of him and several other children.
Various photos of a black Labrador, a photo of him with the black man he saw in the morgue yesterday, and a photo of him with a pretty pretty white woman.
"Who is this woman?"
Wei Ran tapped his finger on the woman hugging Luke in the photo, but his eyes were focused on the missing spots on the photo wall.
"It's his ex-girlfriend. He broke up with her about six months ago because of her cheating. Now this woman has married her cheating partner and started a new life in Sydney."
Wan Qiu paused, "In addition, we took away a few photos of Mr. Luke and the children. Of course, before we took them away, this photo wall was missing a few photos."
Having said this, Wan Qiu pointed at a few blank spaces on the wall.
Hearing this, Wei Ran bent over and looked under the bed. There were only a few cardboard boxes under the bed, most of which contained various outdoor equipment and clothes. Only one of the boxes contained two sets of moldy uniforms and a suit.
Plus a few pairs of leather shoes. Under these clothes, there were volumes of pornographic magazines.
Unwilling to give up, Wei Ran rummaged through all the outdoor equipment. Wei Ran looked around, then picked up a sharp outdoor knife from the box and disemboweled the silicone woman lying on the bed.
Unfortunately, until he peeled off all the silicone, he found nothing at all.
Finally, without giving up, Wei Ran rummaged through every floor tile, ceiling, and even the magazines padding the table legs, and then he stopped.
"What are you looking for?" Wan Qiu, who had just tried to help but was declined, couldn't help but asked curiously.
"No, I didn't find anything." Wei Ran said matter-of-factly, "How about letting your people leave here first?"
"No more guarding?"
“No need for the time being”
Wei Ran stopped in front of the door, "Where does Luke's partner, the black man in the morgue, usually live?"
"Next door" Wan Qiu pointed in the direction outside the door.
Hearing this, Wei Ran got out of the way and allowed the other party to lead him into the next room.
Contrary to his expectations, this room was much cleaner and tidier than the room next door. There was also a washing machine in the bathroom, a Chinese air conditioner on the wall, and a game console connected to the table.
LCD TV.
In the box under the only bed, in addition to several boxes of outdoor equipment and a few sets of serious clothes, there was also a box of various veterinary drugs and a box of bullets.
After sorting through these bullets, except for the 12-gauge shotshells of various colors, the rest were basically 9 mm pistol bullets. However, after searching in this room, he did not find any.
weapons.
Leaving the room without finding anything, Wei Ran took off his gloves and said, "How about we go back to the hotel and let everyone who is guarding this place evacuate?"
"No problem" Wan Qiu agreed happily, and at the same time, he did not forget to wink at the strong man following him.
Guessing that he had wandered outside enough, Wei Ran deliberately looked secretive and followed Wan Qiu back to the hotel, then hid in his room, and after careful inspection again, locked the doors and windows.
He closed the curtains and hung the shock bomb on the anti-theft chain of the door.
Returning to the bedroom, he took out the authenticator and connected it to his computer. Wei Ran read the progress of Kitao Zhida and Free Power with an expressionless face.
Although Chitatsu Kitao simply committed suicide by jumping off the building, it was beyond his expectation, but it was within the alternative plan of the Hela girls, so even though the best result was not achieved, they would not be in a hurry after all.
After some calculation, he clicked on the second email sent by Anfiya. It was all about Egg's email and the report on his family situation.
But for some unknown reason, there was nothing unusual in Egger's mailbox, home or library.
Seeing this, Wei Ran put on his laptop and unplugged the authenticator, lying on the big soft bed, patiently waiting for the progress to ferment.
He didn't know that just as he closed his eyes, a plane also landed in Kazan. Soon after, a mixed-race girl with an ordinary appearance and figure also walked out of the airport carrying a backpack.
Taking the address, he drove to the shore of Kaban Lake in the car he rented in advance.
Near the two houses that Wei Ran had visited not long ago, in a tattered off-road vehicle, an Asian young man also put down the binoculars he was holding.
After hesitating for a moment, this young man, who looked definitely less than 30 years old, did not open the car door and walk into the two unattended houses. Instead, he rummaged in his satchel and finally pulled out a photo.
This is a photo taken by Wei Ran during an interview. In the photo, he is wearing formal attire, wearing a pair of non-prescribed eyes, and the whole person looks polite.
"Ah..."
The young man let out a meaningless snort and stuffed the photo into his bag. Then, he pulled out a P22 semi-automatic pistol with a silencer on it.
What is quite special is that the outside of the silencer of this pistol is even extra carefully wrapped with a thick layer of green camouflage pattern hand glue that is supposed to be used on badminton rackets.
Gently pulling a bullet on the slide, he stuffed the pistol into his bag again, then took out a satellite phone and made a call.
After a moment, the young man asked in English without any accent, "Are you there yet?"
"We're here," the mixed-race girl asked casually as she was about to drive the rented car to the shore of Lake Kaban.
"The historian seems to have come to the scene."
"So the album is on him?"
"It's unlikely that he would come here with a photo album, unless he wanted to trade with me."
"What's your deal?" the mulatto girl on the other end of the phone taunted, "With that nigger's body?"
"Then it's up to you"
The Asian young man on the other side of the phone said nonchalantly, "Whichever woman you catch, I guess the historian will definitely send a photo album to her door."
"Why didn't you catch the historian and ask for the location of the photo album to make it easier for me?" The mixed-race girl stopped the car dissatisfied.
"It doesn't matter," the young Asian man said nonchalantly, "Then I'll take action first, I'm just a scholar."
"Waiting for your news." As the mixed-race girl spoke, she had already turned the car around and drove to the other side of Lake Kaban.
Putting away the satellite phone, the young Asian man slowly started the car and drove straight to the hotel where Wei Ran was staying.
However, he did not act in a hurry. Instead, he drove near the hotel where Wei Ran was staying and found another cheaper hotel to stay.
That night, the young man did not move, and Wei Ran, who was across the road, also did not wait for the visitor he had been waiting for.
In the blink of an eye, the next morning, Wei Ran, led by Wan Qiu, went to take a look at the house that Iger rented. Compared to the room where Luke and his partner lived, the environment here was worse, but it was not far from the pier.
Even closer. Unfortunately, no valuable clues were found here either.
"According to our investigation, Ige's younger brothers and sisters are all studying in the city."
Wan Qiu, who was following Wei Ran, explained, "Luke's partner's wife usually takes care of the children. That woman also disappeared, and we have never found her."
"Why don't you study in Port Moresby?" Wei Ran asked as he got into the car.
Wan Qiu explained, "The cost of living and tuition in the city are relatively low, and Luke, Egg, and their younger siblings have a big house there, which was left to the children by the old sailor Chris. If here
Studying, just renting a house is a lot of money."
"Tomorrow"
Wei Ran put on his toad glasses as he spoke, "Tomorrow we have a day off during the day. In the evening we will take a helicopter to the city to see the child's body and their house. By the way, for the rest of the
The search for that child is still going on, right?”
"right"
Wan Qiu nodded, "We have never given up. At the same time, we are also investigating who murdered them."
"Let's go back to the hotel first," Wei Ran replied absently.
Just as their car was walking back, an Asian young man wearing a hotel uniform quietly left the hotel through the back door.
Less than 20 minutes later, Wei Ran returned to the hotel before the sun reached its highest point at noon, and slowly opened the hotel door.
Glancing at the hair scattered on the door axis, Wei Ran walked into the room with a normal expression, then locked the door and closed the heavy curtains.
As the room darkened, he immediately took out a rechargeable purple light from his bag.
Suddenly, large and small complete or incomplete handprints appeared everywhere in this seemingly clean room.
Using a lamp to shine on the remaining fluorescent agent on his hand that had just touched the door handle, Wei Ran showed a silent smile on his face, took off his shoes, and quietly checked with his bare feet everywhere where the fluorescent fingerprints remained.
, and finally successfully discovered a bug nailed to the inside of the bed board on the bed board in the bedroom.
Without touching the bug, Wei Ran lay down and stretched, and then pretended to send a few messages to Suisui in Chinese.
After waiting for a while, he picked up the bedside phone and called the front desk in Chinese to bring him a wine corkscrew and some ice cubes. Then he took out the shock bomb from the food box again.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Taking advantage of the opportunity to open the door to pick up something, he conveniently stuck the shock bomb on the door handle. Then he took out a bottle of wine from the refrigerator and deliberately walked into the bedroom to open it.
, and poured it into a decanter.
About five minutes later, he picked up the mineral water he had just brought back and poured it into a goblet. He poured himself out of the bottle of mineral water and then called Wan Qiu to express that he wanted to have a good sleep.
I had to sleep, so I gave up dinner.
After hanging up the phone and waiting for a while, he walked into the bathroom carrying the decanter, filled the bathtub with water, and slowly poured an untouched mouthful of red wine into the bathtub.
After taking a comfortable bath while humming a song in an off-key gong voice, Wei Ran put on a set of large pants and a tight T-shirt that were easy to move around. He also put on a pair of lightweight boots, and then changed the room's layout.
The air conditioner was turned down, and I lay on the bed, covered myself with a quilt, and put in earplugs.
Soon after, regular snoring sounded in the room.
At the same time, a staff member wearing a hotel uniform pushed a cleaning truck to the door of Weiyan in a hurry.
Opening the door easily, he took out a pair of pliers and cut off the aluminum alloy anti-theft chain, then ducked into the room and closed the door.
However, almost at the moment when the door was locked again, as the door handle was reset, a shock bomb also bounced off the safety pin, and hit his feet with a "Cang!" sound!
"winter!"
Amidst the loud noises and intense flashes of light, the Asian young man who had just entered was deprived of his vision, hearing and vital sense of balance.
At the same time as the shock bomb exploded, Wei Ran, who was pretending to be snoring, immediately threw off the quilt and got out of bed. While pulling off his earplugs, he pushed open the bedroom door and flopped down on the living room floor.
, and at the same time, he also pointed an OTS-38 silent revolver at the figure whose nostrils, corners of his eyes and even his ears began to bleed.
After a moment of observation, Wei Ran put away the weapon in his hand, slowly got up and walked to the opponent.
In a series of "Kacha, Kacha" bones snapping, the jaw, wrists, elbows and even knees of this unlucky guy with blood all over his face and vomiting blood were all opened by a helpless historian.
of joints.
But despite the severe pain, the Asian young man in hotel uniform could only groan and vomit uncontrollably, and did not regain consciousness for a while.
Tsk, tsk, tsk, this stupid thing is just a big deal...
Wei Ran kicked the remains of the shock bomb, stood up, opened the door and walked into the corridor. He greeted a few strong men who were originally guarding the elevator entrance and Wan Qiu who arrived later, and said before they spoke.
, "It's nothing, I accidentally fell down just now, please go back."
Hearing this, Wan Qiu and her colleagues looked at each other in shock. They all believed the news just now that the gas tank had exploded and they fell down...
Looking at the cleaning truck that was still at the door of the room, as well as the smell of gunpowder smoke and vague humming sounds that filled the room, one of the strong men had already loaded the Glock pistol in his hand.
Stopping the other party's intention to enter, Wei Ran showed a reassuring smile, "Okay, let's go back first. I won't be polite when I need your help."
Hearing this, the strong man wanted to say something more, but Wan Qiu winked at him, bowed slightly towards Wei Ran, and led everyone away from the door of the room.
Secretly breathing a sigh of relief, Wei Ran opened the door and got into the room, squatting next to the unlucky guy who couldn't even stop vomiting, let alone standing up.
After rummaging through the opponent's body, the first thing picked up was the P22 pistol with the silencer screwed on.
Touching the hand glue wrapped around the silencer, Wei Ran removed the magazine, then pulled the sleeve to eject the bullet in the chamber. Before the bullet hit the ground, Wei Ran grabbed it
Copied it in my hand.
Not surprisingly, this is a slender .22lr bullet, but what is quite special is that the bullet's warhead is smeared with a touch of sky blue paint. Look at the bullets in the magazine, but there is no
There are no marks.
Putting the weapon aside, he continued to rummage through the opponent's body and found three spare magazines and a satellite phone. In addition, there was a compact voice recorder and a
Old style razor style folding knife.
Continuing to rummage, he found an action camera, a small bottle of kerosene, and a few pairs of rubber gloves in the small bag on the man's waist. Apart from these, there was nothing else on the man's body.
It's rare to have a professional player...
Wei Ran muttered to himself, untied the opponent's shoelaces, and tied his dislocated hands together. Then he took out the opponent's belt and tied his dislocated legs together.
Finally, he wrapped the other person's eyes with a bath towel and tied them tightly with another shoelace. Then he sat on the sofa, took out his laptop and connected the authenticator.
When the mouse cursor on the screen started to move on its own, Weiran connected the satellite phone, action camera, and voice recorder to the notebook.
Soon, photos appeared one after another on the screen, and a video of children screaming and wailing was also played.
In those photos, both the little white boy whose body was found before and the little black girl who was confirmed to have been abducted were tortured.
But in the wailing video, it was the little black girl who was struggling under an Asian man.
Looking up at the Asian man squirming at the door of the room, Wei Ran manipulated the mouse to pull up the progress bar. At the end of the video, a silencer wrapped in hand glue was stuffed into the little black girl's mouth.
As the pistol at the other end of the silencer pulled the trigger, a small cloud of smoke came out of the little black girl's mouth.
"Boss, according to the call records found on the satellite phone, there should be three people on the other side."
After glancing at the words and phone numbers listed in the open document on the screen, Wei Ran just typed "Be careful" on the keyboard.
Without waiting for Anfiya's response, Wei Ran walked back to the man at the door, put on gloves and helped him fix his vomit-covered chin, then took off the blindfolded bath towel and carefully used a wet towel.
He wiped away the blood and vomit on the other person's face.
"He's quite handsome. He'll almost catch up with me after he doubles his height."
Wei Rantian snorted shamelessly, picked up the other person's razor-style folding knife, easily cut open the other person's clothes, stripped them completely and threw them into the bathtub.
"Wan Qiu, could you please send me some large buckets of hydrogen peroxide?" Weiran made a new request after dialing Wan Qiu's phone number.
