In the study room with surprisingly good soundproofing, Wei Ran's mood dissipated as the lingering sounds of Guangling San sang, and he became much calmer.
Waving his hand and putting away Guqin Yaoguang, he looked up at the bed hanging on the wall. Wei Ran breathed a long sigh of relief, got up and closed the door, lying on the iron frame bed that he had used from elementary school to high school.
, took out the metal book, and took out a stack of negatives from the paper bag next to the two large photos.
Looking at the windows one by one, among the negatives, in addition to the photos I took, there were also several pictures that seemed to have been taken by the Japanese reporter who was killed in the bathhouse.
In these negatives, in addition to the various street scenes of Xin'an City at that time, as well as the Japs slogans that appeared in almost every shot, there is also a short, fat Japs with a command knife, giving them a false smile.
A photo of a ragged child giving out candy, and a photo of the Japanese soldier standing under a plaster banner and saluting.
In addition to several other negatives that were not taken by me, there are also photos of Japanese girls in kimonos dancing with small fans.
Continuing to flip through the pages, he finally found the group photo taken of everyone in Han Shoutian's yard, as well as the photos taken when Han Shoutian got married.
Looking at the rice-sized figures on the film, Wei Ran gradually closed his eyes and matched them one by one with the vivid friends in his memory.
It's time to take a photo of Sanhai...
Wei Ran murmured to himself and fell asleep with only regret. In his sleep, he returned to his great-grandfather Han Shoutian's wedding, and he exchanged glasses with familiar friends and chatted about their respective experiences in the war.
They talked about their experiences in the 1970s and 1990s and talked about their thoughts about a new life after the war.
Outside the dream, with a soft "click" sound, the security door was opened with a key from the outside, and Suisui walked into the room carrying large and small bags of luggage.
"Fortunately, I hid the key in advance! I'm really smart!" Suisui praised herself and put the spare key back into the doormat's mezzanine.
After hitting the security door and pushing the two huge suitcases to the side, Suisui cheered, put on her slippers and rushed into the bathroom, completely unaware of the drawn curtains in the living room and the overturned pot of pothos.
At the same time, Wei Ran, who was sleeping soundly in the study room, also woke up in a daze. He squinted his eyes and glanced at the dim sky outside the window, then he stretched out and got up, left the study room and walked to the bathroom.
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Almost at the same time, the two of them grabbed the handrail from the bathroom door, one pushed in, the other pulled in. As the door opened, the four eyes of the two people also bumped into each other.
"Ah——!" Suisui screamed, and hit the door with a "bang!"
"Wucao!" Wei Ran covered his sore nose, which almost made him cry!
With a "huh" sound, Suisui opened the door again, "Why are you here?!"
"It's my turn to ask you this!" Wei Ran grinned and asked, "When did you come in!"
"I just came in, where are you?" Suisui glanced at the nosebleeds dripping on the floor, and said with an apologetic grin, "Well... I'll get you a tissue."
"Give me a moment..." Wei Ran covered his nose and walked to the edge of the sink. The blow just now managed to prevent him from breaking the bridge of his nose.
After he washed his nose and blocked his nostrils with the tissue handed to him, he said angrily, "I came back at noon and just took a nap. I just woke up and did this."
"It's so dark, I thought there was a burglar in the house." Suisui turned on the light in the living room, "Um, are you okay?"
"It's okay." Wei Ran sniffed, "Why did you come to this house?"
"I forgot to bring my key," Suisui opened the curtains and replied, "My godfather and godmother won't be back for more than an hour, so I can only wait here."
"How did you get in without the key?"
"There is a spare key in the door mat," Suisui said with her hands on her hips, "Since you are inside, why didn't you make a sound when I opened the door? You did it to scare me, right?!"
"Ancestor, I'm sleeping in the study." Wei Ran changed a ball of paper, "Which person made the sound insulation of that room so good?"
"You still blame me?" Suisui picked up the tissue and threw it to Wei Ran, complaining angrily, "I was almost scared to death, okay?"
"Forget it, I won't argue with you."
Wei Ran pinched his nose to make sure the bridge of his nose was not broken, and then asked, "It's such a big holiday, why are you here if you don't go out to play?"
"Put your winter clothes back," Suisui asked as she walked to the refrigerator, "What about you? Why did you come back here when you had nothing to do?"
"Get some things for the postgraduate entrance examination" Wei Ran took out the excuse he had made in advance.
"It's bad luck for me." Suisui gasped, wrapped the ice box in a towel and handed it to Wei Ran.
"Which one of us is unlucky?"
Wei Ran took the towel and applied it to his nose angrily. Fortunately, he was at home. If he hadn't reacted quickly and put away the pistol he subconsciously took out, Suisui would be the unlucky one now. But that's right.
It was just a moment's delay in retracting the pistol, but the thick door panel slapped him in the face.
Glancing at Wei Ran, who had paper balls stuffed in his nostrils, Suisui suddenly laughed heartlessly, "You are unlucky this time, but why didn't you tell me in advance when you came back?"
"I'm giving you a surprise." Wei Ran glanced at the big pole that served as the background wall, "I didn't expect it to turn into a shock."
"Deserve it!"
Suisui sat down next to Wei Ran, pushed away the towel he was wearing and took a look to make sure there were no other wounds on his nose, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
"How long will we stay this time?" Suisui asked, sitting cross-legged on the sofa.
"I'll go back after the vacation." Wei Ran put the cold towel on his nose again, "I plan to go to grandma's house tomorrow. Why didn't you go out to play?"
Suisui rolled her eyes and said matter-of-factly, "What a coincidence, I plan to go to grandma's house too!"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Just when these two men and women with different ideas were discussing the arrangements for returning to their grandma's house, Jima, who was far away in Inta, was suddenly visited by Dalia.
The teacher took it on the plane.
As the old An-2 took off, Culp, who was also in the cabin, also threw a pile of information to Ji Ma, who looked like a dog in clothes.
Nowadays, Jimo is no longer the little gangster in the village outside Kazan City, even if we don’t mention the income that the tourism business has brought to him. Not long ago, he asked Professor Alexei to help sell the ticket.
The signed photos of the astronauts found in the military base were enough for him to live a reasonably good life of dissoluteness for a year or two.
But as I just said, today's Ji Marco is no longer the little bastard who used to spend money on women's beds. As soon as the money from selling autographed photos arrived, he didn't hesitate.
A lot of money was invested in the operation of those two camps.
"What's this?"
Ji Ma opened the file and saw that the content above was a detailed file. Or to use a more accurate description, it was criminal evidence that was detailed enough to send the owner of the file to the execution ground and be shot.
"Your individual assessment content"
Culp sat next to Jima and said loudly, "These two people occupied an abandoned lead mine in the forest about fifty kilometers west of Vorkuta to make drugs. Basically, everything that can be found in Vorkuta
Almost all the readings were produced by the two of them.”
Ji Ma was about to pick up the communication headset, but Culp reached out to stop him. Seeing this, he could only ask loudly, "Are you performing surgery on them again this time?"
"Kill them"
Culp responded loudly, "Blow up their drug-making equipment by the way. Other than that, don't leave any traces. After completing the mission, find a way back to Vorkuta. We will wait at the airport in Vorkuta."
Your week."
"Why do you want me to do such a thing?" Ji Ma asked loudly, his face clearly showing some displeasure. After all, killing is different from hunting, and there is a huge difference from cutting something off the other person's body.
"The other party made a lot of money from drug trafficking."
Culp enticed, "And they also use the money to do the mammoth ivory business. Before summer comes, the money is with them."
Before Karp finished speaking, Jima had already picked up the parachute on the back seat and put it on himself, "Karp, you must swear to the great Comrade Lenin and Stalin that you did not lie to me!"
"I swear to Comrade Lenin, Comrade Stalin, and Comrade Beria that I did not lie to you."
Culp smiled and held up three fingers and said, "As long as you leave no traces, no matter how much money you get from these two drug dealers, it will be yours."
"Are there only two of them?" Ji Ma, whose eyes were almost green, asked excitedly.
“Only three at most”
Culp took off a VSS sniper rifle fixed on the cabin wall and handed it to the other party, "Your target is a group of couples working in Vorkuta. The only ones who are likely to be in the abandoned lead mine factory at the same time as them are
, only that woman’s father, that old guy is the only one you need to be careful about. He was a doctor in the local garrison during the Soviet era, and he was also an excellent hunter.”
Ji Ma took the gun and checked it while confidently responding, "There is no better hunter than me north of the Arctic Circle."
"I hope so"
Culp handed over a heavy backpack and a satellite phone, "Besides, in order to ensure that you are not discovered by the other party, you can only skydive at night. This is the only uncontrollable part of the entire assessment, so you are the only one doing the skydiving.
If an accident occurs during the exam, you can contact me via satellite phone to terminate the assessment."
"The last question" Ji Ma took the backpack and fixed it on his chest, and asked in a loud voice, "Why don't you bring Victor with you for such a good thing?"
"He has other assessment tasks"
Culp responded loudly, and after handing over the helmet with night vision goggles, he changed the topic to the precautions for skydiving at night, and carefully warned Jima.
After nearly an hour of flight, Dalia, who was in charge of piloting the plane, turned off the engine and allowed the powerless plane to glide silently over the target.
In the cabin that suddenly became much quieter, Culp immediately buckled his seat belt when he saw this. When the red light on the bulkhead came on, he opened the cabin door.
Ji Ma turned on the night vision device on his helmet, lowered his head and confirmed that the GPS tied to his arm was working properly, and then rushed out of the cabin without hesitation.
It wasn't until Jima's parachute deployed successfully that Culp pressed the switch to close the hatch, bent down and got into the cockpit.
"Jima doesn't have teaching fees," Teacher Dalia said meaningfully.
"But Victor taught me, even if it was just a token amount." Culp replied with a smile, "Every KGB needs a partner who is trustworthy and has strong skills, right?"
"You just want to get hold of the evidence of Ji Ma's murder to prevent him from getting out of control, right?" Dalia asked in a murmur.
Culp leaned closer to the window and looked at the forest shrouded in darkness and snow. He also muttered as if speaking to himself, "It's also for his own good, lest he learn too many things that he was not qualified to learn and then become
Not under control."
"Where's Victor?" Dalia, who still hadn't started the engine, changed the topic to Wei Ran.
"The captain never said that Victor needs to be controlled." Culp took out the cigarette case from his pocket, took out two cigarettes, lit them, and then handed one to Dalia.
"The captain didn't say he needed to control Ji Ma."
"That's because Ji Ma is not qualified and needs to be reminded by the captain."
Culp blew out a puff of thick smoke. After a long silence, until Dalia was about to restart the engine, he asked, "Dalia, do you think the captain is going to let Victor do that?"
thing?"
"How is that possible!" Before Dalia could finish her words, the roar of the propellers had already entered the cabin, which also ended the endless conversation between the two.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! At the same time, Ji Ma also landed on the ground without any danger.
Ji Ma quickly stuffed the parachute into his bag and hung it on a unique pine tree. Ji Ma glanced at the GPS fixed on his arm and saw that the distance to the target was less than five kilometers, so he took off the fixation slowly.
Toboggan and ski poles on pack.
Before setting off, Ji Ma looked up at the dark night sky and saw that there was no trace of the plane that dropped him. Then he looked back, pushed his ski pole hard, and rushed into the coniferous forest very quickly.
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After all, he took free classes at the Hongqi Forest Farm for more than half a year. Even if Ji Ma didn't deliberately understand, he could still guess a lot of things, including Culp, Dalia, and even Principal Nicholas, who had never been there before Wei Ran appeared.
Another identity that has not been revealed.
However, for Ji Ma, who has been living a tight life for as long as he can remember, the improvement in the family's life has been obvious since meeting Wei Ran, so even if Culp gave him a murderous risk so suddenly,
Task, even if he could vaguely guess that it might cause him trouble.
This little gangster who once struggled and wandered at the bottom of society agreed without thinking. Although he had never heard the Chinese saying that people die for wealth and birds die for food, he also knew that if he refused this time, what he had now would
Everything will probably disappear in a short time.
As for resentment or grudges, he would not have such dangerous and stupid ideas. After all, even if you are a member of a gang, you have to register your name. Now, even if the Soviet Union has long since disintegrated, it is better to follow the KGB, which was once synonymous with terror, than to join a gang.
Much stronger, isn't it?
"I hope Culp didn't lie to me," Ji Ma, who had never been so sober in his life, muttered to himself, then pushed his ski pole hard and accelerated his progress again.
