On a relatively flat country road outside Graz, a Pinzgauer off-road vehicle with a temporary license plate pulled four tipsy men toward the mountainous area, filled with cigar smoke and the mellow aroma of Hedgerow red wine.
direction.
While chatting along the way, Wei Ran, who was holding half a bottle of red wine in his hand, also learned some additional miscellaneous information.
For example, Hanwad and Aladdin have just completed the humanitarian rescue of the Beirut port explosion and are currently on vacation and recovering from injuries.
For another example, the parents of Edelweiss and his younger brother Kurt passed away a few years ago.
Those who still live on that farm today are Kurt, his wife, and their grandchildren. As for his firearms company and trading company, they were left to his two miserable sons.
"It's our turn to ask you"
Aladdin took the wine bottle and touched it lightly with Wei Ran, "How did you find us?"
"Ambulance"
Weiran patted the armrest of the seat gently, "There are also Médecins Sans Frontières and the 6X6 Pinzgauer ambulance. These keywords are enough to define a very small search range.
In addition, I happen to have a friend who runs a demining company, and they happened to be doing humanitarian relief in Beirut recently.
I asked my friends to ask their employees if they had seen any goals matching the keywords above. Apparently, I had good luck.”
Having said this, Wei Ran once again raised his wine bottle and clinked it with the three old men, "As for how I found the car modification factory, I'm sorry, this is a commercial secret."
What he just said is true. After he gave some key information, Anfiya had already found a lot of things. She even helped Kurt's personal computer upgrade the firewall and clean it up.
There are some backdoors.
"About ten years ago, our ambulances stopped spray-painting the MSF logo. Unexpectedly, it was still noticed," Aladdin said with a hint of helplessness.
"Why?" Now Wei Ran didn't understand.
"Two reasons"
Coulter explained, "First of all, the warts that should be made into soap, they have been hunting the humanitarian relief forces in Gaza, Médecins Sans Frontières, the Red Crescent, the Red Cross, international doctors, and journalists
, all of which will draw their attention."
"What about the second reason?" Wei Ran asked subconsciously.
"Doctors Without Borders is a non-profit public welfare organization"
Kurt continued to explain, "MSF's only position is neutral, but there are always people who want them to take sides, which will cause unnecessary hostility."
"Victor, which demining company did you just mention?" Hanward immediately changed the subject, making it clear that he didn't want to talk more about their work.
"Dongfeng, Dongfeng Mine Clearance Company."
Wei Ran smiled and replied, "The boss of that company is a Vietnamese-American, his name is Charlie."
"I have some impressions of that demining company"
Aladdin said, "Not long ago, they rented a transport plane to transport a lot of relief supplies, including a lot of urgently needed medical supplies. Those medicines and tents were of great help."
"That transport plane belongs to my girlfriend."
Wei Ran pretended to be proud and said, "Those medical supplies were also donated by her and her friends."
"Gulu"
The three old men in the car swallowed in unison, and Kurt even asked in a strange way, "Which girlfriend is yours?"
"Pfft! Cough cough cough!"
Wei Ran, who choked on the red wine, beat his chest and coughed repeatedly. Aladdin, who was sitting next to him, kindly patted his back for him, but at the same time said with extra certainty, "Needless to say, it must be the Frenchman."
Rich woman.”
“What an enviable young man”
Hanward gave a thumbs up and said, "If there are so many girls around me, Dalal will probably kill me."
"Dalal?"
Wei Ran, who was about to explain something, was stunned for a moment, wiped the corner of his mouth and asked curiously, "Is it the Dalal from your previous story? She is your wife now?"
"Yes! She is my wife."
Hanward said with a smile, "We have four children, and the youngest is about to graduate from college."
“Is she MSF too?”
Wei Ran asked knowingly. He really didn't know that the two of them were married before. Out of respect, he didn't ask too much about the private lives of these three old men.
Perhaps out of protection for their families, they did not mention their families in too much detail during previous chats.
Even Hanward's self-deprecating sentence just now could only be considered a slip of the tongue at best.
"That's right"
Hanward nodded, "But now she mainly does clerical work. A shell that cracked her chair more than ten years ago injured her leg, leaving her disabled. She is no longer suitable for front-line work."
Wei Ran, who had no intention of asking further, took a sip of red wine and said, "I don't even know if this is luck or misfortune."
"I don't know either" Hanward sighed and took a big sip of red wine.
"Let's talk about something else."
Aladdin snapped his fingers and asked the question again that Wei Ran had not answered just now, rather gossiping, "So which girlfriend of yours is it?"
"Are all those beautiful girls really your girlfriends?"
Kurt then asked an explosive question that made the young man in charge of driving subconsciously look back at Weiran.
Wei Ran, who had already drank more than half of the bottle of red wine and was busy proving his innocence but no one believed him, didn't know.
Just as they were leaving the auto repair shop in a car, there was an ordinary-looking middle-aged woman behind the second-floor window of a bistro across from the auto repair shop, sending the photos she had just secretly taken to her employer via email.
Almost at the same time that the middle-aged woman received a bank transfer worth 500 euros, the off-road vehicle Wei Ran and others were riding in also drove into a farm that was both familiar and unfamiliar to him.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "That is the grave of my sister Clara"
After taking Wei Ran to meet his wife and grandchildren, Kurt led him to the highest point of the pasture, and finally stopped under a tall and lush cedar tree.
Looking in the direction of Kurt's finger, there was a large area of edelweiss growing around the tree that was past its flowering stage.
In the middle of this overly lush edelweiss, there are two tombstones, one large and one small.
On the larger tombstone, you can vaguely see the photo inlaid with edelweiss. In addition to the name Clara Holler, there is a short epitaph on the tombstone: Here sleeps a little angel who is having a nightmare.
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Look at the smaller tombstone next to it. On it is a picture of a Saint Bernard and the words "Here is a loyal dog named Adolf, who has been guarding his little master."
"I..."
Wei Ran paused, then turned to look at Kurt, Hanward and Aladdin who had come with him, "Can I stay here by myself for a while?"
Kurt was stunned for a moment, then nodded, pointed to the wooden house in the distance and said, "Of course, we will wait for you there."
"Okay." Wei Ran nodded, watching the three old men walk to the wooden house together, and then watched them go in.
With a silent sigh, Wei Ran took out the wine bottle from the metal book under the cover of his jacket pocket. He unscrewed the lid and slowly poured the remaining half of the bottle of red wine into the edelweiss in front of the tombstone.
"We agreed to have a drink..."
Wei Ran sighed almost numbly in his heart, put the empty wine bottle into his pocket, raised his head and glanced at the snow-capped mountains that were out of reach in the distance, then turned and walked towards the wooden house at the foot of the mountain.
On this sunny noon, he was also entertained by the Kurt family and was invited to stay.
“The graves of Yashar’s parents in Limassol, Cyprus”
On the wooden terrace shrouded in the sunset, Kurt held a glass of home-brewed beer and said, "My trading company headquarters, and the son who helps me manage the trading company are also there. If you plan to go to Yashar's parents'
If you want to visit the cemetery, you can contact my eldest son Ed when you get there. I just gave you his contact information."
"Mr. Victor"
Aladdin, who was sitting on another deck chair, looked at the snow-capped mountains in the distance with a telescope and asked casually, "Can you really find those missing photo negatives? Those chair-cracked bastards have been looking for them for almost forty years.
Not found."
“There should be no problem”
Wei Ran, who was also slumped on the recliner digesting food, looked at the surrounding scenery and replied in the same casual tone, "But I need some time, of course, it doesn't need to be as long as 40 years, just 4 months, at most 4 months
How about it?"
“We are not in a hurry”
Hanward said nonchalantly, "It doesn't matter four months or four years, as long as you find those photos before the chair cracker finds them. During this period, if you need our help, you can always ask."
"I won't be polite if necessary." Wei Ran gave an ambiguous response with a smile.
The topic about the photo negatives stopped here. The three old men, who seemed to be still a little wary of Wei Ran, once again brought the topic to the beautiful girls next to Wei Ran - this was a safe enough place for them.
And there is an option for long-lasting chit-chat.
As night fell, Wei Ran returned to the room where he stayed early on the pretext of being drunk, closed the curtains and inspected the room carefully before taking a hurried shower.
He lay on the bed and covered himself with a blanket, then took out the flashlight and shined a beam of light. Then he took out the metal book and turned to the latest page.
The countdown behind the address written on this page has disappeared. Turn to the back and the countdown on the white swirl has also disappeared.
Not only that, there is also a blue vortex under the white vortex.
"Mr. Veterinarian, Mr. Dongfeng, thank you for lighting the fire for us."
Wei Ran muttered to himself the question under the blue vortex, and a slightly feeble look of relief gradually appeared on his face that concealed too much despair, pain and numbness - He
Nothing can be changed.
With a long sigh, Wei Ran, whose whole body was covered by a blanket, slowly stretched his hand into the white vortex.
He wanted to see what new tricks were waiting for him in this pattern that had never appeared before.
However, almost at the moment when his fingertips penetrated the white vortex, the expression on his face changed from careless at first, to astonishment, and then to sluggishness, ecstasy, excitement, and even tears of excitement.
Unstoppable tears.
At the moment when he almost couldn't wait to make a decision, everything in his field of vision was once again swallowed up by the rich white light, but this time, except for the flashlight that emitted the beam, it disappeared.