In the parking lot outside Irkutsk Airport, Wei Ran carefully reviewed what he had done these days.
Admittedly, Culp was not wrong in saying that he should not have made those low-level mistakes, but in his heart, the priority of alertness and vigilance for the KGB was subconsciously ranked above the assessment task itself.
To put it more bluntly, from the beginning, his focus was entirely on how to avoid being tracked by the KGB. Invisibly, this assessment changed from how to kill a smuggler to how to escape from KGB surveillance.
But obviously, with the failure of the mission itself, all the preparations he originally used to deal with KGB surveillance became useless before they came into effect.
After thinking about the cause and effect, Wei Ran glanced at the empty parking lot and made a decisive decision after hesitating for a moment. Since the mission of killing the smugglers failed, he simply tried to see if he could escape through this mistake.
KGB surveillance went to the other side of the Lena River!
If you can get rid of those nannies, maybe you can try to find the smuggler. After all, the phone call Culp just made is not worthless. At least the other party revealed a key piece of information. The smuggler is in Lower Petaskh
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Thinking of this, Wei Ran got up and got into the rear compartment, closed the blackout curtains that were installed a few days ago, then opened the backpack on the seat, and put on a set of clothes purchased a few days ago from the inside out.
, only her feet were still wearing the pair of high-waisted boots that were provided with the camouflage uniform in the small hotel in Chita.
After changing his clothes, Wei Ran opened a corner of the shading curtain and looked outside. After a moment of hesitation, he stuffed the old-fashioned push-button phone that Culp gave him, his smartphone, and the few Buryat passports into the micro-box.
He put the sniper rifle in his backpack, and by the way, he also removed the night vision device from the gun.
Before getting out of the car, he took out a small mirror and took a final look at the disguise on his face. After making sure that there were no mistakes, he immediately put on his hood and mask, carried the backpack that he never left behind when sleeping, opened the car door and walked towards the parking lot.
Outside.
Just as he got into a taxi and left the airport, a strong man dressed as a miner drove an off-road vehicle and parked beside the abandoned van and honked the horn.
After waiting for half a minute and seeing that Wei Ran had not come down, the strong man impatiently pushed open the cab door, got out of the car and walked to the side of the van. He covered the glass with his hand and looked inside, and then tried to pull the back seat
The sliding door of the carriage.
There was a soft "crash" sound, and the strong man opened the broken door that was leaking air. At a glance, he saw the backpack on the seat and the half wooden gun butt exposed from the mouth of the backpack.
The impatience on the face of the strong man turned into contempt and ridicule. He lit a cigarette, took out his mobile phone, and slowly dialed a number. But then, when an outdated electronic chord ringtone rang from his backpack, this
The expression on the strong man's face finally changed.
He roughly grabbed the backpack and dumped all the contents on the floor of the van. When he saw the old-fashioned mobile phone that was still waiting to be answered, he finally realized what had happened.
He hung up the phone and dialed again. When the call was answered, the strong man immediately said, "There was an accident and the student ran away."
"Ran?"
The old fishing man who was already sitting in a tavern and started drinking was stunned, and then said with great interest, "This is interesting. Arrange your people to find him immediately. The team that catches him first can
Go to work in Europe.”
"We can..."
"No." The old man put down the glass filled with vodka. "He will definitely go to the other side to complete the work, but this is his assessment. So, find him before he crosses the river. This is my assessment of you."
"Understood!" The strong man in the parking lot simply hung up the phone.
In the tavern on the edge of the city, the sharp-tongued old man drank a full glass of vodka in one gulp, and then slowly took out his tablet computer from his bag.
After glancing at the fast-moving light spots on the screen, the old man immediately poured himself another glass and waited leisurely for his order to be served.
At the same time, Wei Ran had already taken off his shoes in the taxi, and then handed a full 10,000 rubles banknote to the taxi driver who was stopped by him, "My friend and I were playing a game of finding shoes. These are
You take the money, and you can hold my shoes and run around the city as long as you want until the sun goes down. As long as you don't stop, pick me up at the Three Suns Bar when the street lights turn on after the sun goes down.
, you can still get the same amount of money.”
"Can I pick up other customers along the way?" the taxi driver asked in surprise as he took the money.
"sure!"
Wei Ran lowered his voice and said, "However, if someone finds you and asks me where I went, just say that I got off near the Three Suns Bar. Remember not to look into the other person's eyes when you speak. If you can do that, in the afternoon
I will tip you an extra five thousand rubles."
"No problem!" The taxi driver glanced at Wei Ran's action camera on his shoulder, "Are you taking videos and posting them online?"
"Yes! A promotional video for Yakutsk."
Wei Ran said with a smile. He deliberately fixed a second-hand action camera on his shoulder, hoping that the other party would lower their vigilance due to the presence of the camera and complete the task more diligently.
"Don't worry, I will help you!" As the middle-aged driver spoke, he stretched out the hem of his clothes in a serious manner, trying to maintain a better image under the lens of an action camera with no memory card installed.
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"Remember it's three sun bars. Remember not to look into each other's eyes. This is the most important rule of the game."
While Wei Ran was talking, he took out an extra thousand rubles and handed it to the other party, "When the street lights turn on, please be sure to pick me up at Three Suns Bar. Of course, it doesn't matter if my friend takes away the boots."
After saying that, Wei Ran immediately opened the car door, waited for the taxi to run away, and immediately ran barefoot into the alley on the side of the road, and pulled out a dirty torn paper box from behind the trash can on the wall. This
There was nothing else in the cardboard box, just a pair of cheap boots and a pair of woolen socks that Wei Ran bought at the grocery store a few days ago.
Sitting on the cardboard box and changing into clean socks and boots, Wei Ran didn't dare to waste a moment. He threw the action camera he was using as a showpiece into the trash can and immediately ran towards the car rental agency at the other end of the alley.
Walking into the car rental store, Wei Ran took out a driver's license and a thick wad of rubles from his pocket, and easily rented an off-road vehicle that he had been eyeing a few days ago.
He drove to the door of an outdoor clothing store on the other side of the city. After entering, Wei Ran quickly grabbed a few sets of clothes and a pair of boots. After paying, he immediately drove straight to a nearby unmonitored street.
Parking the car on the side of the road, he changed into a set of clothes he bought again, and threw the shoes he had just put on not long ago into the trash can on the side of the road.
The reason why he changed shoes frequently was because when he was in the small hotel in Chita, he had already discovered that the boots provided by the other party were equipped with positioning devices. This is why he put the pair of shoes on when he got out of the taxi.
The reason the boots were left in the taxi.
Also equipped with small positioning devices were the old push-button cell phone, the wooden butt of the sniper rifle, even the shabby van, and even his own cell phone. He suspected that they were equally unsafe.
After tying his shoelaces, Wei Ran took out a pair of license plates from his backpack and hung them on the front and rear of the car. This license plate and the driver's license he used for renting the car came from a drunk he found in front of a local bar a few days ago.
It was borrowed by a local. Even the off-road vehicle he rented was based on the model of the other party and was chosen in advance.
He quickly changed the license plate and threw the original license plate into the glove box. Wei Ran immediately stepped on the accelerator and changed the position again. Then he took out a photo printed in advance from his pocket and compared it with the one who was beaten by him in the photo.
The drunk man was so dizzy that he used the cosmetics in his bag to change his face to look similar to the one in the photo.
Finally, he threw the used cosmetics and his backpack to the side of the road. Wei Ran didn't care anymore and drove the car to the center of the city. He randomly purchased some food and drinks and immediately walked along the road out of the city.
Heading south and leaving the city of Yakutsk.
While he was leaving the city, the well-fed and venomous old man also drove to catch up with the taxi. After roughly stopping it, the old man opened the door and saw the pair of trousers still placed directly behind the driver's seat.
After wearing the boots, the expression on his face became more and more satisfied.
"Where did the people who were in your car get off from?" The venomous old man picked up the boots and at the same time took out a few rubles and handed them to the taxi driver who was about to curse.
The taxi driver hurriedly took the banknote, and while leaning forward to open the glove box on the passenger side and put the money in, he replied, "I remember getting out of the car in the alley on the right side of the entrance to the Three Suns Bar, barefoot.
He looked like he was in a hurry."
The sharp-tongued old man who had already thrown his boots into his car didn't care. He didn't even wait for the other person to straighten up before he got into the cab, stepped on the accelerator and rushed towards the Three Suns Bar.
As for the taxi driver, he opened the glove box again, took out the banknotes he had just put in, put them into his pocket, and drove straight to a woman waving to him on the side of the road.
When the venomous old man arrived at the entrance of Three Suns Bar, Wei Ran had already driven out of Yakutsk and ran south along the main road for more than 20 kilometers until he reached Nizhnibiegaskh on the other side.
After being left behind by him, he drove the off-road vehicle off the main road and drove east along the muddy dirt road to a small place called Tabagan on the bank of the Lena River.
However, just as he had predicted at the dock, although the road to Tabakan is only a short five kilometers, most of it has turned into mud due to the melting of permafrost and even mixed with a large amount of gravel.
swamp.
Less than halfway through, Wei Ran had to park the car at the edge of the coniferous forest on the roadside. During the nearly two kilometers of road, the off-road vehicle he rented got stuck four or five times.
.If he continues driving like this, he may not be able to complete the remaining half of the road even if he is given just one day.
So instead of wasting time here, it would be better to walk there. But just after he bypassed two mud pools that were more than ten meters long, a heavy truck loaded with coking coal slowly drove over behind him and stood guard.
Ran turned around and sounded the horn at the same time.
"Do you need me to help you pull the car out?" The truck driver lowered the window and asked enthusiastically.
"How about taking me directly to Tabagan?" Wei Ran said while handing the other party a large banknote.
"Get in the car!" The driver took the cash that Wei Ran handed to the window without hesitation. This situation often happened in this wasteland, but not many people were willing to pay.
After riding on this truck loaded with coking coal and running for a full hour on a muddy road of just three kilometers, the gas delivery team arrived at Tabagan.
He came here all because the passenger ship that could leave for Nizhnybetyaskh as soon as tomorrow morning departed from here.
According to the information he found, this passenger ship departed from Tabagan in the morning. The first stop was Nizhnybetyaskh downstream, and the second stop was Yakutsk. After arriving in Yakutsk, it returned along the same route.
To put it simply, there are two round trips a day, one in the morning and one in the afternoon. This is also the main public transportation line connecting the three places across the Taiwan Strait in summer.
However, beyond his expectation, the truck driver, perhaps because of Weiran's generosity, after learning that he was going to Lower Betyaskh, actually provided him with a second way - taking a cargo ship transporting minerals.
And the price is only one thousand rubles, which is an absolute surprise for Weiran.
After happily paying the fee, the driver enthusiastically took Weiran to a bulk carrier transporting coking coal. In less than an hour, the cargo ship filled with coking coal slowly left Tabagan in the dusk.
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The distance to the left and right was only 20 kilometers, and since we were going down the river, Weiran didn't even have time to eat the fried salmon provided for free by this cargo ship, and saw the brightly lit pier of Lower Petaskh.
