In the last two days before returning to Hongqi Forest Farm for classes, amidst the snowflakes in the sky, the studio was filled with the sound of a piano that had no rhythm or rhythm at all from morning to night.
Although Wei Ran knew in his mind that he was playing the piano completely randomly, the noise caused by his random playing attracted the attention of Jima and the girls from the travel agency next door.
I have to admit that although these Slavs, who are called a fighting nation, have a barbaric and rude side, they also have a strong artistic atmosphere. Therefore, every now and then, employees from the travel agency next door will come over to watch the excitement. Even if it is not Jima
I accidentally mentioned the high price of that guqin. Maybe these guys and girls can line up to try it out.
On the other hand, Ji Ma, after discovering that Wei Ran's posture could attract Mao Mei's attention, actually managed to get a tattered erhu from nowhere in just two days, and even pretended to wear it.
Wearing a pair of round sunglasses, she looked like a Maozi version of Abing La's posture reflecting the moon in the second spring.
It's just that this guy looks like that despite his posture, but as soon as he started to pull the bow in his hand, even Nicholas, who came to have breakfast, disappeared in a flash, let alone the warped people next door.
Ben came over to watch the lively little girl.
Wei Ran, on the other hand, didn't say anything. He was not much better than the opponent. He was just relying on the sound of the guqin itself. No matter who played it, the sound would not be hard to hear. He really had to play it himself.
The erhu is probably the same sound.
After spending the last two days in such a noisy manner, Wei Ran and Jima, who had had enough trouble, each picked up the boxes containing musical instruments and boarded the flight to Kazan.
When they arrived at Hongqi Forest Farm on time the next morning, the expected review test did not appear. Instead, they were taken directly into a classroom that was not that big by Teacher Dalia.
"Starting today, we are going to start learning some theoretical knowledge." As Teacher Dalia spoke, she even sent a cheap notebook and several tattered textbooks full of handwriting to Wei Ran and Jima respectively.
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"Finally someone taught me"
Wei Ran looked at the textbooks handed out and muttered. Culp had already given these materials to him after he paid his tuition.
"Come on, choose one of the three." Teacher Dalia clapped her hands, "Topography, reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance, and psychology. You choose yourselves."
"Topography!" Wei Ran said without thinking. This was the book he had the most questions about when he was studying on his own. At the same time, Ji Ma also called out the "Reconnaissance and Counter-Reconnaissance" that he was interested in.
"Okay, let's start with psychology." Teacher Dalia picked up a textbook and shook it towards the two of them, "Just turn to page 12. The previous ones are all nonsense, so don't waste time."
"Didn't we agree to let us choose by ourselves?" Jima muttered, reluctantly taking out the textbook and flipping through the pages.
"First lesson, consider your surroundings before speaking."
Teacher Dalia lit a cigarette while speaking, "At least in this teacher's office, you don't have much choice. If you want to achieve your expected goals, you must learn to use voice guidance to induce the stronger party to do something."
Make the decision you want, so our first lesson is called the art of language."
A few sentences aroused the interest of Wei Ran and Jima, and they quickly entered a learning state under the guidance of Teacher Dalia.
And this class was just the beginning. In the following days, in addition to being driven back and forth by rubber bullets for several laps in the swimming pool covered with a thin layer of ice every morning, and the fighting courses they took separately in the afternoon.
Apart from driving lessons and the occasional make-up lesson, there were no changes from before. I basically spent the morning in the classroom learning various theoretical knowledge.
The changes didn't stop there. Two hours before going to bed every night, Teacher Dalia gave them an extra violin lesson.
So at night, the squeaking sound of sawing wood spread all the way from the classroom to the ears of the girls in the main building who were getting ready to rest.
The consequence was that during the fighting training on the second day, those girls with dark circles under their eyes were more ruthless than the other, trying desperately to vent their anger for not being able to sleep well the night before, regardless of what they had done with them before.
The fateful friendship established by the brothers Wei Ran and Ji Ma over stewed pig trotters with soybeans.
After such complementary lessons lasted for about ten days, although the two of them still played the violin as if they were sawing wood, their fighting ability improved at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Learning the violin can also improve fighting skills. Not only Wei Ran and Jima didn't expect this chain reaction, even Teacher Dalia and Karp couldn't help but secretly cursed.
Seeing that there were only five days left before the holidays again, Teacher Dalia placed a photo on the table between the two of them.
Wei Ran picked up the photo and looked at it. In this high-definition shot, which seemed to have been taken secretly, there was an old man in his fifties, shirtless, drinking in a booth.
The pregnant beer belly and premature hair loss suggest that this person's life seems irregular, and the thick gold chain around his neck and the messy tattoos on his body prove that he is very likely not an obedient person.
An honest man who abides by the law.
Teacher Dalia poured a cup of coffee slowly, "Let's play a new game and talk about the information in this photo. Victor, you go first."
Wei Ran looked at the photo in his hand again, and then told all the information he had just obtained from the photo. Intelligence analysis from the photo was not only one of the contents of the psychology course they were studying these days, but also reconnaissance and counterattack.
It is also covered in the reconnaissance course.
"Is there more?" Teacher Dalia asked with a smile while holding the coffee. After seeing Wei Ran shake his head, he raised his head to Jima on the other side, "Tell me what you think."
Jima said with great certainty, "Except for what Victor just said, the tattoos on this man's body are just like his resume."
Without any urging from Teacher Wei Ran or Dalia, Jima picked up a pen, pointed at the shirtless man in the photo and said, "First of all, it's Lenin's head and the Soviet Union's national emblem that cover his left and right chests like underwear. According to
My understanding is that this was a unique habit of gang members in the Soviet era. If he were older, maybe the national emblem tattoo would be replaced by Comrade Stalin."
"Why?"
Wei Ran asked curiously, whether they are gang members from Russia or other European and American countries, the tattoos on their bodies are not which ones look better. And Ji Ma obviously knows more about these partial Russian knowledge than Wei Ran, a foreigner.
Much.
Ji Ma spread his hands and said, "After all, even the Soviet police would not shoot at Comrade Lenin and the Soviet Union's national emblem, would they?"
"Are you afraid of death if you co-author?" Wei Ran laughed dumbly, using Lenin and the Soviet Union's national emblem as a protective shield. I'm afraid only the Soviet gangsters could do this weird brain circuit.
Ji Ma picked up the cigarette case on the table, lit a cigarette and continued, "So just based on these two tattoos, we know that this person was a gang member at least before the collapse of the Soviet Union. In addition, there are also his shoulders
The authority star tattooed on it shows that he has served in the military. The dagger tattoo on the outside of his left forearm shows two drops of blood, which shows that he has killed at least two people. But the most important thing is the hand he holds the cup in.
Those tattoos, those unclear designs, no matter what they are, are status symbols in the gang."
"Is there more?" Teacher Dalia asked with satisfaction.
"No more." Ji Ma simply shook his head.
Until this time, Teacher Dalia nodded with satisfaction, "Barely qualified. This person's name is Ruslan Gorman. The local gangs call him Cavalry Gorman. His subordinates usually mainly control him in Ulyanno."
Unique products are sold in various bars and underground entertainment venues in the city of Fusk.”
At this point, Teacher Dalia tapped the cup lightly with a coffee spoon, "Listen carefully, the following is the content of the game. In five days, you two will find a way to find the hiding place of the Cavalry Gorman. In addition to
In addition to destroying the unique items stored inside, he also brought back the husky he raised alive. Let me think about it and name this game the Husky Rescue Project!"
"Teacher Dalia, can we use weapons?" Jima asked first.
Upon hearing this, Teacher Dalia pointed to the backpack that was placed on another table when she entered, "A silenced Makarov and a vss sniper rifle. The bullets only have one magazine. But these weapons
They are only for you to use for self-defense, so if someone is killed, the only thing I can do to help you is to leave Russia alive. In addition, I have marked those bullets. Every time one is used, your vacation will be postponed by one day.
Okay, do you have anything else to ask?"
Wei Ran and Ji Ma looked at each other, then shook their heads in unison.
Seeing this, Teacher Dalia walked out and gave a final reminder, "In five days, if you successfully complete this game, you can go back to celebrate Christmas and wait until mid-January to come back to class. If you fail, continue
All holidays for the next two months are cancelled."
In the empty classroom, Wei Ran and Ji Ma looked at each other, picked up the backpacks on the table and ran to the dormitory upstairs.
"Dima, have you been to Ulyanovsk?" Weiran asked in a high voice while loading luggage into the box.
“Been there many times!”
Jima, who lives across the corridor, responded loudly, "That's the hometown of Lenin's father. When I was in high school, the school organized several trips there."
"Choose a hotel later, pick the one you like." As Wei Ran spoke, he had already walked out of the dormitory carrying a suitcase full of clothes.
"Then I'm not welcome!" Jima walked out before he finished speaking.
When the two of them walked out of the building and drove Jima's shabby van away from the Hongqi Forest Farm, in the room on the top floor of the consultation center, Culp also put down his binoculars and said, "You go too, don't let them do stupid things.
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"Do not worry"
Dahlia, who had already changed into outdated clothes, put on a chestnut wavy wig without haste, took the car keys and left the door.
Kazan and Ulyanovsk are both close to the Volga River, and the distance between the two places is only about 200 kilometers. Especially Jima, who has been learning driving with teacher Darya recently, among other things
, he was rarely seen hitting the brakes along the way. Therefore, by the time they arrived at their destination, the city's street lights had just turned on.
While waiting for the red light, Wei Ran rolled down the car window halfway and took advantage of the opportunity to get some air while observing the strange city outside the window and said, "Find a place to live first, and then we have to find a way to find that place first."
Only Cavalry Gorman will do."
"It's not hard to find that Cavalry Gorman."
Jima stepped on the accelerator again the moment the light turned green, and while driving the van on the streets, he said, "Just find a bar and we'll find the person we're looking for soon."
"you sure?"
"Of course!" Ji Ma said confidently, "Victor, when I went to the bar to appreciate the steel art, I'm afraid you haven't graduated from elementary school yet. Anyway, don't worry, this matter will be taken care of by me."
"Steel Art?" Wei Ran didn't react for a moment.
"In layman's terms, this art is also called pole dancing." Ji Ma, who was grinning, said this and pulled the car over without warning and hit the brakes. "This is the bar. It looks very formal."
"Where is it?" Wei Ran looked outside with his probe, but couldn't find the sign of the bar at all.
"The small door next to the drugstore must be the entrance to the bar."
While Ji Ma was speaking, he had already opened the car door and got into the trunk, opened his own suitcase, picked out a suit of clothes that fit the temperament of a gangster and put it on, and then took out the cosmetic bag that Dalia gave them, with a particularly unusual move
Skillfully changed my hair color and facial contours.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Just by looking at the opponent's operations that are many times more skilled than his own, Wei Ran knows that this guy probably wears a fake face when he goes to the bar.
stir up trouble.
When everything was ready, Jima took out a Makarov pistol with a silencer from his separate backpack and checked it, then opened the car door again and said, "Victor, during this time you can go
Have dinner, and be sure to buy me a tartare pie with mutton filling."
"Are you sure you don't want me to follow you in?" As Wei Ran spoke, he had already assembled the disassembled vss sniper rifle.
"I'm just going to the bar to relax. You being around will only cause trouble for me." Before he finished speaking, Jima closed the car door with a clang from the outside.
Watching the other party walk into the inconspicuous little door next to the drug store with his pocket in his pocket, Wei Ran looked around, then simply opened the door and walked into a small restaurant across the road, finding a seat by the window.
position, while eating dinner, staring at the situation on the opposite side.
To Wei Ran's surprise, before the last dish he ordered came, Jima actually walked out of the small door on the opposite side of the road, and even held a man who seemed to be drinking in his arms.
The girl who got taller!
"I should have thought that this bastard must be looking for fun!" Wei Ran cursed through gritted teeth, dropped a banknote, and walked out of the restaurant with the pie packed in advance.
However, before he could speak when he reached the van, Jima said first, "Victor, drive quickly. Whether you can find the whereabouts of the cavalryman Gorman depends entirely on this beautiful girl."
"Rely on her?" Wei Ran couldn't follow Ji Ma's thoughts for a while.
Ji Ma rolled up the sleeves of the young girl in his arms, pointed to the needle holes on her arms and said proudly, "This is the gentleman I just carefully selected in the bar. We only need to lock her up for a day or two."
, when her reading addiction kicks in, she will definitely help us find that Cavalry Gorman."
