Late at night one day later, Mr. Park, who was from Hamburg, accompanied by a white flight attendant, successfully left the Cairo Airport in Egypt and returned to the hotel.
After bidding farewell to the white flight attendant who collected the final payment, Wei Ran left through the back door in a familiar manner and got into a tattered pickup truck.
"Why are you here?" Wei Ran looked at Jima sitting in the passenger seat in surprise after closing the car door.
"Look! Look what stupid things you said!"
Jima, who had not seen each other for a while, winked and said, "Didn't we rush to Egypt three days ago to reshoot the scenes? Director Anna and consultant Maya and I only arrived a few hours later than you, and we even visited together.
There’s a Berber camp!”
"I..." Wei Ran grinned, and finally shook his head in confusion, "You are right, but who asked you to come?"
"Teacher Dalia"
Ji Ma lowered his voice slightly and said with a playful smile, "She said you might need help, so we rushed over immediately."
"Are you all here?" Wei Ran asked in surprise.
"How can it be!"
Jima said solemnly, "We want to shoot an extra feature to thank the Berbers for their support of the film. At the same time, we also want to call attention to the educational issues of desert aboriginal children at the end of the film. So only I, the main actor, and
Assistant director Anna and consultant Maya are here, and of course, your famous historical consultant must also come."
"Thanks"
Wei Ran secretly sighed. How could he not know that Jima and others could come? No doubt Dalia had already guessed something when she learned that she was looking for Soliman for help, so she asked Jima and Anna to urgently
Came here to help.
Before Weiran could say anything else, Soliman, who was in charge of driving, had already stepped on the accelerator and drove to the resort hotel on the banks of the Nile in the dark.
Only when the car parked in the parking lot of the hotel did Soliman say, "Mr. Park from Hambang Country has disappeared. It is said that after he owed a lot of gambling debts, he got away from the gang that sells chat grass.
The members grabbed an off-road vehicle and a large bundle of khat grass and fled into the desert outside the city."
Wei Ran was stunned for a moment and said regretfully, "Gambling is really a dangerous thing."
"It is indeed a very dangerous thing," Soliman said with emotion as he opened the door and walked into the hotel. "It is more dangerous than Chat grass."
"It's unfortunate, of course, I'm talking about the gang members who are just trying to make a living."
While Ji Ma, who was still sitting in the passenger seat, was talking, he pretended to make a cross on his chest, then handed Wei Ran a cosmetic bag, and while Wei Ran was taking off his disguise, he helped him as if colluding with him.
"Remembering" what I have done these days and what I will do tomorrow.
Wei Ran naturally had nothing to say about this. Regardless of whether Pu Bangzi was innocent or not, he must be grateful from the bottom of his heart for what Jima and Soliman could do for him.
Besides, he is not some holy lady with a golden light behind his back, and he will not accuse his friend of why he had the heart to kill an innocent little stick like an idiot with Polish blood in his head.
After he washed off the strong glue on his hands with nail polish remover, Ji Ma also opened the car door, made an appointment to meet him for a drink later, and then left the parking lot on his own.
After returning to the room alone and taking a hot shower, Wei Ran took out the mobile phone and satellite phone from the food box, then opened the laptop that had been kept in the room and browsed the web casually.
Just when he easily found the news, a knock on the door came from outside. But before he could get up, Ji Ma had already opened the door, carrying all kinds of food and drinks.
He walked back nervously. And behind him, there was Maya who was carrying many paper bags in her hands.
"Take it" Jima threw a can of cold beer to Weiyan, and then placed something like a barbecue on the table.
"Are you together?" Wei Ran asked in surprise, and at the same time he gave a blatant thumbs up to Jima, and then bumped his fists with him.
"No"
Maya rolled her eyes, took the beer Jima opened for her with peace of mind, and said helplessly, "Unfortunately, I became Jima's agent."
"How did you do that?" Wei Ran looked at Jima in surprise, and at the same time opened the can in his hand, but then, he was sprayed in the face by the foam that came out.
Looking at Jima and Maya who were about to burst out laughing, Wei Ran reluctantly raised his middle finger, took a sip of the beer that was still pouring out, stood up and walked to the bathroom where the water vapor had not dissipated.
"Take this." Maya handed the paper bag in her hand to Wei Ran, "Aunt Anna has prepared new clothes for you."
"Isn't she coming?" Wei Ran asked curiously.
Maya spread her hands and said, "She is swimming in the swimming pool outside. Let's not disturb her."
Hearing this, Wei Ran stopped asking any more questions, picked up the paper bags and walked into the bathroom. He simply rinsed them again, and then put on the high-end casual clothes that Teacher Anna helped to buy.
However, before he could leave the bathroom, the tattoo on the tiger's mouth once again became hot for a brief moment.
Seeing this, Wei Ran simply leaned against the door and took out a metal book. As he watched, the metal book turned to a page with "Final Act" written on it.
At this time, the countdown with more than ninety days left on this page has completely disappeared, and even the words "Mission Objective" and other words under the word "Final Act" have disappeared. Instead, it is written by the metal quill pen
Under the banner are a string of flying Chinese characters: Down with imperialism! Long live the great unity of the people of the world!
"So the endgame is actually the overthrow of imperialism? The great unity of the people of the world?"
Wei Ran muttered in his heart, and simply put away the metal book and opened the door. But he didn't even bother to guess whether the metal book did this intentionally or unintentionally, and he didn't even bother to wonder why the assassination work was completed but there was no reward.
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This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! When he came out of the bathroom, Jima and Maya were discussing animatedly around his computer.
"What are you talking about?" Wei Ran asked after sitting down again, picking up a skewer of grilled fish and taking a bite.
“Of course it’s the latest big news!”
Ji Ma pointed at the news that Wei Ran had just clicked on and didn't even have time to read, and said with a mocking look, "Copper smelting, illegal organ trading, evil organizations, free America!"
"It is said that the evil organization that broke the news will continue to reveal an IRS official and an American media tycoon who are involved in this scandal."
Maya clicked on a webpage while speaking, and then exclaimed, "Latest news! The demonstrators just rushed into the hospital in Salt Lake City and removed the hospital's director, Ian Bruno, from the ward.
He was thrown directly out of the window and died!"
"Didn't the demonstrators yesterday break into their underground morgue and find the evidence mentioned in the revelations?" Jima said gloatingly.
"It is said that the police shot and injured many people," Maya continued, "and the key evidence stored inside was also inexplicably lost."
"It must be a good thing done by the American police," Jima said decisively.
"Even a fool knows this"
Maya pointed at the screen and said, "Look, not only the United States and Canada, but also many cities in Australia and the United Kingdom have joined demonstrations."
"What's going on with Australia and the UK?" Wei Ran looked at the news page on the screen in confusion.
Maya spread her hands and concluded as if she had come from the past, "Even if the news from English-speaking countries is shit, other English-speaking countries will follow suit and grab a lick."
"And France," Jima rushed to say, "they may not like to eat shit, but they definitely like to go on strike and march."
"That's right!" Maya agreed and gave Jima a high-five.
Seeing that the two people had left him alone again and started discussing on their own, Wei Ran opened another can of beer and joined the discussion happily like a light bulb.
During the last two days in Egypt, Wei Ran and Jima, under the guidance of teacher Anna, shot a short public welfare video with the Berber children that lasted less than three minutes.
At the same time, Soliman also took his right-hand man Baha and sent an overly intoxicated tourist and an off-road vehicle filled with a lot of chat grass into the depths of the desert outside the city at night.
, and watched as one person, one cart, and one bale of grass were completely swallowed up by the quicksand, and then they smoothed out the ruts and returned to the hotel.
After staying in Cairo for the last day, Soliman personally acted as a tour guide and took everyone to visit the pyramids and museums before sending them on a flight to Kazan.
At the same time that Weiran and others landed in Kazan, two social accounts and email accounts registered in the United States not long ago had already passed the scheduled release function and delivered the last two pieces of black material to the furious United States.
