While chatting with Stepan, the off-road vehicle driven by the other person slowly left the city and drove into the forest, and finally stopped in front of a large, dilapidated and overgrown yard deep in the forest.
“This was a spa in Soviet times.”
After turning off the engine, Stepan explained, "During the period before and after the disintegration of the Soviet Union, a very serious murder occurred here, and it has been completely deserted since then. Don't look at me, I was still in Suvoro at the same time.
My husband is waiting for the entrance examination at the Junior Military Academy."
"You used to study at the Suvorov Junior Military Academy?" Wei Ran looked at Stepan in surprise, who knew almost everything.
"What's weird about this?" Stepan pushed open the car door nonchalantly, "Don't get out of the car."
Hearing this, Wei Ran immediately let go of the door handle he had just touched. After Stepan left the car, he walked to the back of the car, opened the trunk, and then sat back in the cab with a backpack.
Location.
"Put these on." After Stepan opened his backpack, he took out a motorcycle helmet and handed it to Wei Ran.
Taking the helmet, Wei Ran discovered that there was a black mask specially designed for bank robberies, a wet wipe, a pair of thick rubber gloves and full-finger tactical gloves, and of course, a pair of shoe covers and large
Rain boots.
"For your safety," Stepan shrugged nonchalantly.
Hearing this, Wei Ran stopped thinking about it. After putting on two pairs of gloves, he wiped the helmet he just touched with a wet wipe. Then he put on the mask, helmet, shoe covers and rain boots, and waited until
When Tepan signaled that he could get out of the car, he didn't forget to wipe the door handle and seat belt buckle he had just touched.
Putting the wet wipes in his pocket, Wei Ran followed Stepan, who also wore a helmet and gloves, into the abandoned sanatorium.
Who knows what this place has been through. After entering, except for the three vans without license plates parked randomly, the rest of the buildings looked like they had experienced a serious fire. Even the cracked asphalt road looked like it had been burned.
It's like melting.
Under the leadership of Stepan, Wei Ran, whose face was covered by a mask and helmet, walked into a large house that was almost completely surrounded by grass.
This house may be the only building that has survived the fire relatively well. On the wall with some burn marks, there is still a propaganda slogan with the characteristics of the times: "He who can't rest can't work."
Next to it was a side portrait of Lenin that was burned, leaving only half of his face.
Inside the house, there is a large dry swimming pool. Most of the blue waterproof tiles have fallen off, and a piece of the roof in the distance has even collapsed, allowing the sun to easily shine in, and then it is covered with water.
On the floor of the swimming pool where the sun shines, a small broad-leaved tree of unknown species grows.
However, right next to the small tree that was only over two meters tall, but whose roots had penetrated into the cracks in the tiles, a woman with a rusty iron bucket on her head was huddled in the area where the sun could shine.
Weeping alone in a small area.
Surrounding this woman were a dozen men and women dressed almost the same as Wei Ran. Without exception, they were wearing rain boots on their feet, gloves on their hands, and each had a motorcycle helmet on their head.
However, compared to the woman holding the iron bucket, although these people's faces were also unclear, they were obviously much more casual. Of course, if the weapons they held in their hands were ignored, Wei Ran might also be more casual.
"It's her"
While Stepan opened the tin bucket, his voice also came from the small speaker in the motorcycle helmet. Although the sound was not loud, it was clear enough.
This is a blond woman who looks to be in her thirties at most. She should not be ugly, especially because she maintains a very good figure.
But at this time, she was wearing large noise-canceling headphones on her head, and her eyes were wrapped with transparent tape several times so that she could not open her eyes at all.
"Don't worry about her being able to hear you. She's wearing noise-cancelling headphones with earplugs." Stepan looked at Wei Ran, "Before you start performing, would you like to come and read out the crime she committed?
"
"It's not necessary." Before Wei Ran could finish his words, he turned around and walked out, "I believe she is a scumbag, but let's forget about her acting."
"Because she is a woman?" Stepan followed Wei Ran out and asked in an unhurried tone.
"It has nothing to do with that"
Wei Ran spread his hands and said in a matter-of-fact tone, "It doesn't make much difference whether she is a man or a woman, an angel or a scumbag, but I am a historian, not a Chinese artist who plays a flute and dances with a remote-controlled cobra on the street.
, let alone a slaughterhouse worker.”
"I've already paid for the performance," Stepan reminded in a bad tone.
"You can take it back"
Wei Ran continued to walk out as he spoke. No matter how friendly Stepan was at the beginning of the meeting, he knew very well that once he really took action, it would basically be equivalent to being caught by the other party.
Handle, this is completely different from being pointed at by a shotgun in the forest near Ivan's house.
After all, he was confident that Ivan would never shoot at that time, but he could not guarantee that people like Stepan would use another way to take advantage of him. And most importantly, from the time he saw Stepan, he had been
So far, the other party has revealed enough things that he wants to know.
In addition, the helmet the other party asked him to put on before getting off the car also made him more vigilant. Logically speaking, his identity is definitely not a secret to the other party's people, and the "performance prop" is undoubtedly not a secret at all.
You can't live for long. If that's the case, what are these gloves and helmets for?
No doubt, it was just to hide that those people in the room were also wearing helmets so that they would not be recognized.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Are you sure you want to leave like this?" Stepan asked in a bad tone.
"Or we can change our fighting skills to another place, but just use that woman to perform."
Wei Ran turned his back to the other party and spread his hands, "As Teacher Anna said, I am a very clean scholar, um... a historian, so a powerless historian will not be so cruel.
thing."
"Hahaha!" Stepan laughed without warning, "I really believed your lies!"
"It's up to you whether you believe it or not," Wei Ran asked with a smile, "So can I leave?"
"Yes, of course!" Stepan took off his helmet and threw it away, and asked Weiran to get into the off-road vehicle.
It wasn't until the car turned around and started running that Wei Ran slowly took off his helmet and hood, then slowly took off his rain boots and shoe covers, as well as his gloves, only the outermost ones.
layer.
Stepan casually glanced at the rubber gloves that Wei Ran was still wearing, and after speeding up the car slightly, he explained frankly, "Brother Gorman asked me to help see if you have forgotten your original role."
"So?" Wei Ran asked absently, "Everything in it is fake?"
"It's fake, of course it's fake. Those are just actors I invited. Otherwise, how could I let you wear a helmet?"
“Their acting skills are very realistic”
Wei Ran gave a perfunctory and false compliment and then directly changed the subject and asked, "Do you still want that photo?"
"Of course." Stepan nodded without thinking, "I'll take you to a place that can develop photos."
"I have no opinion"
Wei Ranhun spread his hands indifferently and secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Although the excuse given by the other party was slightly different from the reason for his refusal, and although he was not sure whether what the other party just said was the truth or a random lie,
But no matter what, at least he doesn't have to do anything to make himself fall into a passive "talent show".
During the half-hearted chat between the two, Stepan drove the car back to the entrance of the resort next to the coastline and drove straight in. Then he took Wei Ran to a well-equipped darkroom, "I'm in
I’ll wait for you in the next room.”
"No problem, I can get it done soon."
Wei Ran watched the other party leave the room, locked the door himself, and put his hand into the briefcase he brought in.
Using the cover of his briefcase to find the negative of the original photo, Wei Ran completed the development work with familiarity. After collecting the film again, he opened the door and walked to the next room without even waiting for the photo to dry.
"Is it washed?" Stepan, who was playing card games on the computer, asked enthusiastically.
"It will dry in about an hour," Wei Ran replied as he found a place to sit down, "Is there anything else you need me to do? For example, we can compete in fighting skills."
"I'm already very old, so let's forget about the competition. It's enough if you can send me that photo."
Stepan had already closed the computer while speaking, stood up and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to the airport."
"Airport?" Wei Ran was stunned, "You mean I can leave?"
"certainly"
Stepan said matter-of-factly, "If you had just performed, I would have taught you some lessons later, but it is obvious that you chose an option with no follow-up content, so of course I can let you go, what? Could it be?"
Are you going to stay for a drink?"
"Forget it, I'd better leave early." As Wei Ran spoke, he followed the other person directly out of the office.
After getting back into the off-road vehicle, Stepan still waited for Weiyan to fasten his seat belt before starting the vehicle and stepping on the accelerator.
But this time, he didn't say anything else along the way. It wasn't until the car was about to drive to the airport that he suddenly asked, "Victor, have I not introduced my identity yet?"
"I thought you wouldn't tell me," Wei Ran added before the other party spoke, "Of course, I'm not curious, so you don't have to tell me."
"I'm an anti-smuggling policeman"
As Stepan spoke, he actually took out an ID card and waved it towards Wei Ran. He said with a half-smile, "You should be glad that you didn't do anything just now. After all, the anti-smuggling police are also police, right?"
"Where are the other people?" Wei Ran asked, looking at the scenery outside the window.
"My colleague of course"
"Including that woman?"
Stepan just smiled and did not answer the question, but changed the subject again and said, "The performance fee is still valid, and your performance can be postponed indefinitely."
"The performance fee has been collected, but I probably won't have the chance to perform." Wei Ranhun smiled nonchalantly, "Anyway, thank you."
"You're welcome, we didn't do anything, and you didn't do anything either, right?"
As Stepan spoke, he stepped on the brakes and slowly stopped on the side of the road, "Okay, I'm going home to play football with my son, so how about I send you here?"
“Already very grateful”
Wei Ran opened the car door obediently, took his briefcase and suitcase and left the SUV. It wasn't until Stepan drove away that he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"So you got the multiple-choice question right this time?" Wei Ran muttered to himself, flagged down a taxi and headed straight to the airport.
When the flight landed in Kaliningrad, it was already the evening of the second day. Compared with the cities he had visited in mainland Russia, this enclave looked a little more shabby, and even the security seemed to be not very good.
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Coupled with the exhaustion of traveling and traveling, Wei Ran did not hesitate for long and directly booked a hotel and decided to rest for a night first.
Although he only stayed in Sochi for less than half a day, the few hours he spent with Stepan were far more tiring than the few days he spent with Ivan. At the same time, it also made him more aware of the final meeting he needed.
The "dealer" in the game has stepped up his vigilance.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! However, what he did not expect was that at ten o'clock the next morning, he stood opposite the address recorded on the itinerary and dialed the number recorded above
When I reached the last phone number, what came from the receiver was an electronic notification that the other party had turned off the phone.
"Are you kidding..." Wei Ran simply turned on the speakerphone, but until the phone hung up automatically, the prompt tone did not change at all.
After thinking about it, Wei Ran simply found a coffee shop nearby and patiently killed the time.
From morning to noon, from noon to afternoon, until nine o'clock in the evening, when he dialed the number for the fifth time, he finally remembered a string of pleasant waiting bells in the receiver.
"Who are you looking for?"
As soon as the call was connected, a very magnetic woman asked in a leisurely manner. At the same time, Wei Ran also heard noisy noises from the receiver.
"I'm looking for the dealer." Wei Ran paused, "Dalia asked..."
"You know, Victor, right?"
The woman on the other end of the phone didn't wait for Wei Ran to finish and said, "Come to the casino and wait for me next to the yellow slot machine on the left hand side of the entrance."
Before Wei Ran could say anything else, a busy tone came from the receiver.
After hearing this, Wei Ran thought for a moment, took out a mask from his pocket, put it on, and walked slowly towards the casino across the road.
As one of the few places in Russia where gambling is legalized, Kaliningrad is not as lively as Las Vegas in the movie, but the security at this time is comparable. It is just a matter of crossing the road.
Then he saw two or three groups of idle young men and women.
Pulling away a young girl who took the initiative to sell body art, Wei Ran walked straight into the casino. After casually exchanging two thousand rubles in chips, he slowly walked to the yellow slot machine on the left side of the entrance.
Before he could spend the two thousand rubles in chips, a woman who looked to be 30 years old at most and wearing a low-cut dress came up to him.
"Victor?" the woman asked, taking the chips from Wei Ran's hand in a natural manner.
Seeing Wei Ran nod, the sexy dealer online hooked up with Wei Ran and led him to the elevator not far away.
Taking the elevator to the second floor, the sexy woman led Wei Ran into a room with a card table, and then took out a phone card with body temperature from the gully on her chest and handed it to Wei Ran, "To make a long story short, put on the mask."
pick up."
Hearing this, Wei Ran hesitated for two seconds and then simply took off the mask on his face.
"Okay, put it on."
As she spoke, the woman took out a pack of cigarettes and lit them. She spoke faster and said, "As you can see, this is a casino. If necessary, we can help with money laundering. That's the first thing.
.
Next is the second thing. Take that phone card. If you need to launder money in the future, buy a new phone and use that phone card to call the number written on it. Someone will tell you what to do. There is a 25% handling fee.
The minimum amount cannot be less than one million rubles, and there is no upper limit.
The third thing is that there is a loan business here. The monthly interest rate is also 25%. The requirements and operation methods are the same. But for Dalia’s sake, I would like to remind you that it is best not to borrow money from here. I just said
Do you remember all these clearly?"
"Remember clearly"
"Kacha" the woman had already opened the door as she spoke, "Now that you have remembered it clearly, please leave quickly."
Wei Ran opened his mouth, but wisely said nothing more. He put the phone card given by the other party into his pocket, took the elevator downstairs alone, and left the casino.
"Is this the end of it?"
Wei Ran took out the phone card in his pocket and took a look. A landline number was scrawled on the front with a marker. Other than that, there was only the phone card fixed on it.
Before he could put the phone card back into his pocket, the cell phone in his other pocket rang. When he took out his cell phone, he found that the caller was none other than Teacher Dalia, who had arranged his trip.
