London, England, Canary Wharf with many high-rise buildings, 9:18 am local time on the 19th.
Today is a sunny Monday. For the financial industry stationed in this neighborhood, just like every Monday, it is an extremely busy start.
On the streets, the slightly congested traffic, business people carrying coffee, hurrying or chatting while walking, and the tall office buildings around them, make this block the most important scenery.
"Crash!"
In this busy life as usual, a large amount of flying paper fell from the top of the head, causing everyone to either subconsciously stop or subconsciously raise their heads.
When their eyes followed the tracks flying in the air to find the source, everyone discovered that these papers came from the roofs of two office buildings not far away that were almost next to each other.
"Oh! Fucked a dick!"
An elite man who was wearing a suit and leather shoes but could not hide the smell of curry from the Ganges exclaimed, "This is Mr. Edward! I know him!"
Hearing this, the people around him subconsciously looked over, and then subconsciously picked up the papers on the floor, and saw the sinful photos, blood-red text, and a series of extremely distinctive URLs printed on them.
"Why is there Mr. Irwin here! Isn't he the president of the Louise Children's Foundation?!"
On the street, a woman in business attire exclaimed, and the cup of coffee worth 8 pounds in her hand fell to the street with the exclamation, filling the surroundings with a strong aroma of coffee.
Amid more and more exclamations and calls, more and more papers were thrown from the roofs of the two office buildings - as if it was snowing.
Finally, with the roar of sirens and the roar of news trucks, this tragic farce reached its climax.
"Look there!"
Among the onlookers, someone exclaimed and pointed at the large advertising screen hanging on the outer wall of the building not far away.
On the big screen, a naked Edward held up photos of his crimes and explained the war orphans he had "purchased" from the vice-president of the "Mutual Aid Association", Mr. Ohad Mehir, and the president.
And the fact of distribution to Europe.
At the same time, the two brothers also appeared on another screen nearby.
At this time, they were standing on the rooftops of two office buildings on the screen, continuously dumping boxes of paper down.
In one of the shots, you can see Mr. Edward, who is completely naked and tied to the edge of the rooftop. In another shot, there is a man who is tied up who looks similar to Edward and looks like he is in his thirties or forties.
year old man.
"We were trafficked to Europe by them"
After dumping the last box of information, the young man in the camera also stood on the edge of the rooftop, grabbing the rope that tied Edward and telling the only lie, "God bless, after so many years of hard work, we finally found this bastard."
, and asked the truth from his mouth.
But it was too late, our bodies were too late to support us in catching Mr. Ohad Mehir and the mysterious president.
The only thing we can do now, and the last thing we can do, is to tell everyone part of the truth in this way, and believe that there are still kind and just people in this world who can find Mr. Mecher and the member of the mutual aid society.
long."
"besides"
On another big screen, another young man followed and said, "According to Mr. Edward's explanation, the cargo ship transported by Mr. Mecher should have just docked at the Port of Sète in France.
I have already asked Mr. Little Edward for the phone number of the captain of the cargo ship. This information, together with the news about us a few years ago, were all printed on the pieces of paper we threw away.
Finally, as long as you log in to the website on the paper and enter your email address, you can obtain all the photos and incriminating evidence of Edward, his son, and more demons."
Having said this, the two young men in the video glanced at the entrance and exit not far away that were locked by them, and said in unison, "It's time to say goodbye. People below please stay away. We have already been infected."
Eds.”
Amid everyone's exclamations and panicked escapes, the two young men each held Edward or Edward's son in their arms, and without hesitation jumped from the rooftops of the two office buildings and from the floors of Edward and his son's respective company offices.
Jumped down!
"Bang!"
In the first sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, the roof of a police car that had just arrived was smashed.
"Bang!"
In the chaos, two more figures fell to the ground almost at the same time, hitting the street littered with incriminating evidence.
"Is it over?"
On the shores of Kaban Lake in Kazan, Wei Ran, who was fishing with his dog Beria on the lake for some leisure time, sighed and asked.
Originally, he did not want to throw out Edward's evidence of guilt in this way.
But the two brothers who were infected with AIDS and were determined to die, through Miss Hela, bluntly stated that they wanted to make their death more sensational, hoping that more people would know what happened to them.
"It's over"
Anfiya, who was sitting next to her, turned off her mobile phone screen and said, "All our people evacuated safely. The resort manor was also burned down after cleaning. There are only traces of the brothers inside."
"Those big screens in the video just now..."
"Mr. Edward's email address was used to arrange for his driver to be rented."
Anfiya explained before Weiran finished asking, "The driver who posted the video was also under our surveillance."
"Where's the driver?" Wei Ran continued to ask.
"Killed by Edward's daughter"
Anfiya knew exactly what Wei Ran wanted to hear, "He is also one of the participants in the human trade. He personally drove those children to his customers."
Seeing Wei Ran looking at her, Anfiya spread her hands and said, "Edward's only daughter has a long history of drug abuse. She took drugs when she killed the driver, and then committed suicide out of fear of the crime."
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"Of course it's true." Anfiya spread her hands, "Those photos flying all over the sky were enough to be the straw that broke her to death."
"Where is her child?" Wei Ran asked casually.
"That child is less than five years old. If nothing else happens, someone will adopt her. Do we need to kill her?" Anfiya asked in the same casual tone.
"Forget it" Wei Ran waved his hand, "You came to see me for anything else?"
"Mr. Culp is here"
Anfiya pointed to the courtyard wall behind her, "Sister Aurora asked me to call you back to visit the winery next door."
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Upon hearing this, Wei Ran stood up quickly, picked up the fishing box and the Air Force special fishing rod, called Beria the dog, and walked back.
After jogging all the way back home, Suisui had already entertained Culp and a woman in formal attire she had never seen before, sitting on the sofa in the living room on the first floor.
"You are finally here. Let me introduce you. This is Mrs. Tkach from the City Asset Management Committee."
When Culp saw Wei Ran come in, he immediately introduced him enthusiastically, "He is the young historian Victor."
"Hello, Mr. Victor, I heard about your recent experience."
This Mrs. Tkach was particularly kind and enthusiastic. While giving Wei Ran a Russian-style face-to-face ceremony, she also sent her care and blessings from the "Russian people" to him as a "Chinese student."
After some pleasantries and getting to know each other, Culp also took the initiative to propose a visit to the winery next door.
Everyone came here for this purpose, so naturally they had no objections and all stood up and walked outside.
"Did you get to the bottom of it?"
Wei Ran, who was deliberately a few steps behind, approached Suisui and asked in a low voice in his native language, "How much is it approximately?"
"So much" Suisui stretched out four fingers and gestured.
"How many zeros are there at the end?" Wei Ran asked in a low voice.
"The preliminary quotation is 400 million rubles." Suisui whispered into Wei Ran's ear.
Before he could speak, the girl continued, "But actually we only need to pay 100 million rubles."
"How do you say that?" Wei Ran asked in a low voice while calculating the exchange rate.
"Half of the 400 million is a maintenance deposit. This money needs to be used to repair that ancient building."
Suisui explained, "So although we still have to spend money, it will all be spent on that winery. In the end, it is still our own, and there is a lot of room for maneuver here."
"The other two..."
"The down payment is 100 million rubles, and the remaining 100 million can be paid off in three years."
Suisui whispered, "To be honest, the price is much lower than I expected, and from what Mrs. Tkach said, it seems that there is still room for negotiation."
"so..."
"Officials also seem to be releasing goodwill"
Suisui made a judgment in a low voice, "And Anfisa just shared a message with me."
"What news?" Wei Ran also lowered his voice.
Suisui almost stood on tiptoe this time and said to Wei Ran's ear, "With the last incident, the officials seemed to have cut off a wave of leeks and appointed and dismissed quite a few people. I'm talking about the Russian Federation, not just Kazan
.”
“But is it really necessary to buy the winery next door?”
Wei Ran stretched out his hand and gestured, and asked in a low voice, "If you invest 400 million, how much profit can you get back..."
"Don't expect the dilapidated house next door to make that money back."
Suisui said very soberly, "But in other aspects, we may be able to earn back ten times or a hundred times."
"Tell me more details" Wei Ran asked curiously.
"That's a ticket," Suisui said confidently, "Our business will become bigger and bigger in the future."
Before Suisui could explain in detail, the group also walked to the yard of the library next door, got into an ordinary ordinary car, and Culp personally drove to the gate of the winery.
Unlike the former "Caban Lake Candy Company" and the workshop converted into a library, this winery that existed at the end of the 18th century did not open its door on the side facing Lake Caban, but in the opposite direction.
the other side of.
The road in this direction is relatively wider. Not only does this street have two tram tracks, but there is also a bus stop on the side of the winery entrance.
To describe it another way, the bus station is located outside the wall of the alley between Wei Ran's villa and the winery.
On one side of the alley is the villa that Teacher Dalia gave to Wei Ran, and on the other side is a workshop with a strong Soviet-Russian style.
From the outside, this workshop has two floors. It is built entirely of red bricks that were standard in the Tsarist Russia era. You can also see a row of fireplace chimneys on the roof.
If you just describe it this way, this building is quite beautiful, but in fact, it is surrounded by a circle of scaffolding. Just looking at the tattered green nets on the scaffolding, you can tell that the construction here has probably stalled for quite a while.
It's been a long time.
Because of this, they could clearly see that even without getting out of the car, the windows in the tattered green net on the street side had been renovated, but the windows on the side were much more makeshift, and some were simply
Use red bricks with different colors to build them up, or simply nail them up with wooden boards and waterproof nylon cloth.
"This workshop produced artillery shells during World War II"
Mrs. Tkach signaled Weiran to stop temporarily at the gate on the other side of the workshop and introduced, "Back then, it actually belonged to the steel factory next to it, and you transformed it into the steel factory of the library. At that time, your building
The villa is also the storage yard of this steel factory."
Speaking of which, Mrs. Tkach pointed to the two-story building on the other side of the gate and said, "This was also a workshop for producing artillery shells during World War II. Later, after the war, this workshop was allocated to the brewery and half of it was demolished.
It became a workers' square, and the remaining half facing the street was transformed into a warehouse.
Later, after the Soviet Union collapsed, we transformed it into an office building and rented it out to raise funds for repairs."
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Suisui, who was sitting in the passenger seat, asked curiously. They usually didn't come to this slightly old street, so naturally they didn't know much about the situation here.
"Only some government departments are still renting here. If you are willing to buy this place, they will be very happy to move to new office space."
Mrs. Tkach smiled and explained, "Okay, let's drive forward. I'll show you around from the outside first, and then we'll go in from the other side."
Hearing this, Wei Ran drove the car a few dozen meters forward. Mrs. Tkach pointed to a taller two-story building next to her and introduced, "This is the winery that has been here since the time of Tsarist Russia.
Exhibition shop.
During the Soviet era, it became a state-owned store. During the war, it was used as an artillery shell warehouse for a long time. When the war ended, it became a state-owned store again."
Mrs. Tkach said with emotion, “Vodka and artillery shells have been produced here, both of which are of great help to the front line.
Okay, Mr. Victor, keep driving forward."
Hearing this, Weiran drove forward a few dozen meters again, and Tkach also pointed to a red brick gatehouse surrounded by a tin wall that appeared outside the car window and a three-story church-style building next to it and introduced it with great detail, "
What is blocked is the main entrance of the store and winery, which was where workers came in and out when it was still in operation."
"Where's that building?"
Suisui curiously looked at the three-story building on the other side of the main entrance and asked. She had just looked all the way over, whether it was the artillery workshop, the former state-owned store, or the nearest church-style building, no matter what kind of paint it had on the exterior.
Paint, they are all red brick buildings, and they are all the same color. Only the side facing the street has been decorated, or in other words, painted to cover up.
Especially in this church-like building, all the doors and windows on the first floor are blocked, and the windows on the upper floor are also covered with thick white curtains. It is obvious that the situation inside the curtains is not optimistic.
"There was originally a church there"
Mrs. Tkach explained, "But as you can definitely guess, it is not very suitable whether the church is next to the winery or the winery is next to the church."
"Are you worried that God will drink secretly?" Wei Ran asked in a joking tone.
"Who knows?"
Mrs. Tkach lowered the window, "Anyway, this church was turned into the winery's office soon after it was built. During the Soviet era, dances were often held on the first floor of this building."
"I have an impression"
Culp said with a smile, "There is a dance every weekend, with free drinks and candies provided by the company next door, but only workers over 18 years old can participate."
“It is true”
Mrs. Tkach pointed to the tram track on the road outside the window, "There is a tram station specially set up here for this purpose, right next to the artillery shell production workshop we just saw."
“Alcohol and candy stations, and extended hours on days off.”
Culp looked out the window and muttered to himself, "It used to be called the alcohol and candy station privately by the workers."
"No one remembers this name now," Mrs. Tkach sighed.
“Sounds inexplicably romantic”
Suisui, who was sitting in the passenger seat, looked at the buildings outside the window, "Is the main workshop of the winery behind them?"
"That's right"
Mrs. Tkach nodded, "The main workshop of the winery is right behind the main entrance and the church-like building. Mr. Victor, please continue to drive forward and into the parking lot next to it."
Hearing this, Wei Ran slowly stepped on the accelerator and drove to the parking lot on the other side of the church-like building.
There is not only a parking lot here, but also a car wash shop with water stains on the floor and a greasy auto repair shop.
Standing in front of these two stores, you can clearly see the red brick building behind the church that is four or five stories high and has two towers.
Perhaps due to lack of funds, this red brick building, not to mention the exterior wall painting, even the roof and exterior walls have collapsed. You can see it directly through the remaining windows on the wall that barely survived.
Blue sky and white clouds and pigeons flying around.
The remaining parts that did not collapse were not much better. The colored steel tiles used as temporary coverings were either incomplete or rusty and crumbling.
Just like the Soviet building in Red Alert that was stabbed by ten light tanks but did not explode!
This is perhaps the most appropriate description that came to Wei Ran's mind after hesitating for a long time.
Is this piece of crap worth that much money?
A certain historian couldn't help but mutter, and he felt more and more that this was a trap, a trap designed to trap people who were taken advantage of. However, looking at Suisui's increasingly satisfied expression, it seemed that he was determined to be the leader.
"Come with me"
Just as he pushed the door open and got out of the car, staring at the crumbling building in a daze, Mrs. Tkach had already used the key to open a rusty iron gate at the end of the parking lot.
At the same time, she also explained, "The row of houses where the car wash and auto repair shop are located is also part of the winery and was built during the Khrushchev era.
After the collapse of the Soviet Union, we rented out the row of houses and converted half of the vacant land into a paid parking lot."
"It's also for..."
"Yes" Tkach nodded while sighing.
"What was this place used to do?" Suisui changed the question.
“When this place was still in operation, the winery’s brewing raw materials were transported here for drying, cleaning and a series of pre-processing.
Of course, the winery’s transport trucks are also parked here, and the auto repair shop was originally built to repair the winery’s cars.”
As she spoke, Mrs. Tkach finally opened the padlock of the iron gate, and warmly greeted them through the iron gate, and walked into a wasteland covered with grass and puddles from time to time.
Standing here, they could see the dilapidated core building of the winery more clearly, and they could even see a pile of rusty steel structures placed under the dilapidated iron shed not far away.
"That's the brewing equipment of this winery"
Mrs. Tkach pointed to the pile of scrap metal and explained, "After the roof collapsed almost twenty years ago, those antique equipment were salvaged and put into that building for storage."
It collapsed twenty years ago...
Wei Ran twitched his lips. The roof collapsed twenty years ago, but it was a miracle that the building did not collapse. The roof has not been repaired for twenty years. It is a living miracle!
Seeing that Suisui and Wei Ran were both silent, Mrs. Tkach couldn't help but become a little nervous, and hurriedly waved them along a stone-paved path towards the building that might collapse in the next second.
Explained, "We originally planned to transform this place into a lakeside park, but because the main building of the winery is in danger of collapse at any time, we can only let it be abandoned like this."
"Are you actually waiting for that building to collapse on its own?" Suisui asked bluntly.
"Although I don't want to admit it, it is true."
Mrs. Tkach reluctantly confirmed Suisui's guess, "It will cost a lot of money to maintain everything here, and it is an investment that is destined to be unable to recover the cost. In contrast, waiting for this place to become ruins, and then
Sell it and build a new building..."
Needless to say, Wei Ran and others have already guessed the rest. Unless the official government has too much money and no place to spend it, it is impossible to invest it here, especially since this is not the center of the city.
After Suisui was frightened several times by wild cats that jumped out of nowhere, Mrs. Tkach finally led them around from the wall next to the lakeside road to the other side of the dangerous building.
There is a parking lot about 50 meters square, and there is a bronze statue in the middle.
This bronze statue is carved from a worker who faces the direction of Lake Kaban, stands on a lying cannonball, holds a wine glass in his hand, and seems to be saying a toast with a bright smile on his face.
Compared to this statue, except for a few private cars, most of the cars parked here are engineering vehicles such as snowplows, cranes, tow trucks, and even garbage removal trucks.
No need to ask, you must be making money by renting out this parking lot.
As for the tall building with a tall tower, it was completely surrounded by barbed wire with danger signs, leaving no entrance or exit for people at all.
“I am very satisfied with everything here”
After just a symbolic look around, Suisui said cheerfully, "Mrs. Tkach, maybe we can discuss the details of the transaction in a closer manner."
"You...you decided to buy this place?"
Mrs. Tkach asked in surprise. Obviously, even she did not expect that this deal would be possible.
Otherwise, she might not be the only one to show them around, or at least she won't be the only one.
"Of course, and I will definitely restore this place to its original appearance."
Suisui's confident look even moved Mrs. Tkach, but she never mentioned that her grandfather and father both worked in this winery.
Knowing that what happened next probably had nothing to do with him, Wei Ran followed Suisui obediently, working hard as the driver and pulling everyone around in a circle back to his home next door.
Without even waiting for the negotiation to begin, Culp, who was helping to pull the strings, said goodbye and left. Wei Ran, knowing that he couldn't help, also took the tablet that Anfiya handed to him and walked up to the second floor leisurely.
From being called back by Anfiya to now, it has been less than two hours.
But in less than two hours, the incriminating evidence that was leaked along with the murder of Edward and his son caused an uproar.
First of all, in the Port of Sète, France, a French-registered cargo ship was restricted from leaving the port. The local police were much more efficient than the average dispatch speed of the French police, and controlled the captain of the cargo ship. By the way, they also rescued a large number of people.
More than a hundred children from refugee camps on the border between Gaza and Syria and Jordan had not yet had time to silence them, and a batch of goods that were about to be loaded onto a ship and shipped to Shisekai was seized.
Wei Ran breathed a sigh of relief without continuing to browse the next news. At this juncture, it was almost certain that the president of the mutual aid association affiliated with Unit 269 would most likely disappear for a period of time, even if he was not silenced.
As for the soap factory, they definitely don't want Mehir to show up at this time, and they can most likely guess that Mehir must be in the hands of a historian, and they may even suspect that Edward's death is related to him.
But so what?
Wei Ran glanced nonchalantly at the two tall towers belonging to the winery outside the floor-to-ceiling window. At this juncture, even if the soap factory knew all this, their only choice was to keep it secret.
There are only two ways to keep secrets, either kill Wei Ran and Mei Xier, or maintain a certain degree of tacit understanding with him to compromise and keep each other secret.
At this moment, Anfiya, who was busy helping Suisui negotiate, also took the time to send an email to Wei Ran.
He calmly took out the authenticator and logged into the mailbox. When Wei Ran saw the screenshot in the email, a smile showed on his face as expected.
The screenshot of this email is an email received in Mexier's mailbox. The sender is from the "president" of the mutual aid association.
As for the content, it is quite simple. There is only one PY transaction request repeated in French, German, Italian, Russian and Chinese: "How about killing him and then we make peace?"
"Show him the email."
Wei Ran, who had been waiting for the trade request these days, immediately tapped the screen and wrote a reply to Anfiya, "Then hide him in a place I don't even know."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! After clicking send, Weiran immediately unplugged the authenticator. The so-called "place I don't even know" in the email he just replied to naturally refers to the sea.
I bought Camp No. 52 through a small company I control.
As for whether to trade with the person who sent the email, Wei Ran is not stupid, so naturally he won't do it.
If he really killed Mexier, wouldn't it be equivalent to being defrauded by his opponent with a 3 of diamonds at the poker table? He would not do such a stupid thing.
Not only that, he even vaguely felt that even the email received in Mexier's mailbox might be a false goodwill secretly released by Soap Block.
No, definitely!
Wei Ran shivered, the other party was forcing him to "initiate a transaction"!
Simply put, regardless of whether Edward's death has something to do with him as a historian, it is an indisputable fact that the value of Mehill, who is now being searched for by the whole world, has increased.
It’s a fact that soaps can’t kill Wei Ran, and it’s a fact that they can’t kill or even find Mexier.
In this case, it is the cheapest way to release goodwill by giving up Mehir and vaguely remind them that they have guessed who holds Mehir.
The reason for doing this is that Mehir cannot live forever, but people will eventually forget history.
Those soap bars were betting that Weiran would not easily throw away the king bomb in his hand.
In other words, if you can’t throw it away or are reluctant to throw it away, is it still a Wangzha?
Let's take a look first, the card game has just begun...
Wei Ran muttered vaguely, if he didn't have Hela, it would be hard to say everything.
If the soap factory knew that it had an organization like Hella, which was like a cyber thug, it would probably never initiate a transaction in this way.
That evening, after a long and short negotiation for most of the day, Suisui quickly negotiated the acquisition agreement with the officials, and rarely asked for even one ruble cheaper.
Before the relevant departments got off work, the girl anxiously signed her name on the acquisition agreement and transferred the down payment of 100 million rubles on the spot.
I don’t know whether it was a coincidence or preparation, but just as Suisui was sending away Tkach and her colleagues and leaders who came after hearing the news, another piece of news was pushed to her and Weiran’s mobile phones by Anfisa.
There is only one piece of news content - the foreign terrorist who tried to kidnap Chinese students studying in Russia will be sent to Black Dolphin Prison to serve his sentence after trial. Among the 13 terrorists, the one with the highest sentence was sentenced to 111 years and 11 months.
The one who is about to be released from prison can regain his freedom as long as he lives in Black Dolphin for a mere 88 years and 8 months.
"I hope the soap factory will still be there when you are released from prison."
Wei Ran muttered vaguely. At this moment, he was extremely convinced that Mao Zi's official and "Mao sister" Aurora were indeed tacitly expressing goodwill to each other.
