"Considering that you might conflict with others, I won't wear contact lenses."
As Teacher Dalia spoke, she took out two palm-sized high-pressure spray bottles from her bag, "These are temporary hair dyes often used by actors. Just spray them on to change the color of your hair. If you want to restore the original color,
For hair color, just rinse it with water."
Distributing the two spray bottles to Wei Ran and Ji Ma, Teacher Dalia did not forget to remind, "When necessary, all spray cosmetics or medicines can be used as anti-wolf spray. In addition, you'd better use more
Wear a layer of contrasting clothes. This will not only help you escape, but also help you change your body shape. As for your height, you can think of your own method, such as heightening pads or standing on tiptoes."
At this point, Teacher Dalia signaled Wei Ran not to move, reached out and tore off the medical tape on his face, and then threw him a hand-sized towel, "Remember to bring a towel filled with makeup remover in advance.
After you remove the medical tape like you just did, just wipe it with a towel and it will return to its original appearance."
"Teacher Dalia, is it my turn?" Ji Ma pulled away Wei Ran and sat down in front of the makeup mirror and asked impatiently.
"We have just demonstrated it. You still have four hours to put on makeup and check out the location in advance. At 9:30 pm, you must enter the bar on time."
After thinking about it, she seemed to feel that this was not enough motivation. Dalia smiled and said, "If you are late for one minute, you have to give me 10,000 rubles."
"Teacher Dalia, you and Mr. Culp have learned bad things." Wei Ran said in a dumbfounded voice. What's wrong with all the people in Hongqi Forest Farm falling in love with money?
"Who can have trouble with money?"
Dalia turned around gracefully and sat on the chair, "Don't waste time, start now, I will keep watching you until I am satisfied."
With such a strict teacher supervising them, Wei Ran and Jima did not dare to relax. While putting tape on their faces, they also had to learn a few common German sentences from Teacher Dalia. From time to time,
The other party will also correct the mistakes they made.
Three long hours passed by in a flash. Under the guidance of Teacher Dalia, Wei Ran, who had changed his face, used temporary hair dye to turn his hair gray, while Jima dyed the hair that had just grown out.
It became a striking green.
After reviewing the simple German they had learned for the last time, the two of them put on masks and hats and returned to the room. They each changed into a suit and casual clothes outside. Then they followed Dalia and took the elevator to the first floor and left.
hotel.
After taking the bus and walking back and forth between the bar and the subway station several times, and even going to the subway station to get a clear view of the terrain, the brothers took advantage of the darkness and walked to the door of the bar.
Waving banknotes and entering the bar, the two of them each took a glass of wine from the bartender and looked for a suitable target.
"That girl is pretty good," Ji Ma whispered. "Look at the big fat guy next to her. She's almost old enough to be his grandfather. How about them?"
Without waiting for Wei Ran's consent or refusal, Ji Ma raised his head and drank the wine in the glass. He walked straight towards the sexy and beautiful girl not far away who was wearing extra-thrifty fabrics. He kicked the girl aside with an arrogant movement.
The squirming middle-aged man directly wrapped his hand around the girl's slender waist, while his other hand directly grasped the big burden on the girl's chest.
"Isn't this guy afraid of being beaten to death?"
Wei Ran's eyelids jumped as he looked around, grabbed a beer bottle on the bar and threw it at the middle-aged man who was struggling to get up.
As the beautiful girl screamed, almost shattering the glass, Jima grinned at her with a lewd smile, deliberately revealing the black mole on the corner of her mouth that was made with shoe polish and was the size of a fingernail.
He threw it over his shoulder and threw it on the middle-aged man who had just been hit by a wine bottle.
He knocked down two of them in the blink of an eye, and Wei Ran's progress was not slow either. He rushed over and put his foot on the knee of a strong man who had already raised his fist towards Ji Ma, and then the beer bottle in his hand also fell.
He bumped into the opponent's big bald head.
"One!" Jima shouted in German in a deliberately hoarse voice.
"Run!" Wei Ran also responded in German with a low voice. The few curse words he had learned from Dalia in the past few days came out of his mouth without any repetition. At the same time, he roughly pushed away the spectators around him.
The crowd ran towards the gate not far away.
But at this moment, two burly men with a height of at least 1.9 meters were already standing here. However, Wei Ran and Ji Ma would not waste time with them. They took out the spray and pressed the switch in order, and directly poured out the temporary hair dye.
It stuck on their faces, and then while they threw away the rubber stick to cover their faces, each kicked the other in the crotch.
Amidst the screams that changed the tone, the two strong men watching the scene fell to the ground with their legs crossed, leaving Wei Ran and Ji Ma to run out like dogs.
"Didn't you agree to scold them first? I didn't even see what was in the bar, so why did you do it?!"
Wei Ran asked angrily as he ran away, "This bastard took advantage of the girl when he entered the house without even saying hello. Fortunately for him, he reacted quickly, otherwise he would have been blocked in and beaten to death."
"I forgot!" Ji Ma said perfunctorily without any psychological pressure, "Run quickly, the opponent has already caught up!"
Wei Ran looked back at the crowd pouring out of the bar, immediately quickened his pace to surpass Jima, and ran into a dark alley he had predicted in advance, risking his life.
"How about we run separately?" Ji Ma once again made an unplanned move.
"Just separate... separate... just separate."
Halfway through Wei Ran's words, Ji Ma had already turned around and ran into the park on the other side of the road. Looking at the crowd chasing behind him, he didn't care much and immediately ran away in the direction of the subway station.
Perhaps Ji Ma's actions just now were too hateful, and more than half of the crowd chasing him rushed into the park, but even so, there were still more than a dozen people following Wei Ran.
"This bastard is so unreliable!"
Wei Ran cursed as he ran, and went into the second alley according to the plan when he checked in. He pulled down the trash can placed against the wall to create some obstacles for the people behind him. After a little distance, he rushed towards the subway with a gasp.
Station direction.
Seeing that the distance to the subway station was getting closer and closer, the sound of police cars could be heard faintly behind him. Seeing this, Wei Ran no longer cared about going to any subway station, turned around and got into a parking lot, taking advantage of the cars inside and the night sky.
Taking cover, he crouched down to avoid the sight of his pursuers, quickly took off his coat, took out a bottle of mineral water, and rinsed his hair that was dyed silver.
Seeing those people rushing in, Wei Ran used the coat he took off to dry his short hair, balled it up and stuffed it into a gap in the chassis of a van, and then tore off the hair that was attached to his face.
While using medical tape, I moved my waist and wiped off the remaining concealer on my face with a towel filled with makeup remover.
Finally, he threw the towel into the trash can. Wei Ran looked through the rearview mirror of a car to make sure that his hair had returned to its original color, and then he tore off the plastic scarf that had been tied to his shoulders since before entering the bar.
Throw it under the car, straighten up, take a few deep breaths, try to calm down your breathing, take off your medical rubber gloves and put them in your pocket, hold up your cell phone and pretend to make a call, and walk towards the exit of the parking lot.
Seeing the drunken pursuers getting closer and closer to him, Wei Ran, who was pretending to be on the phone, tensed up and was even ready to draw his gun.
Almost at the same time as he was about to walk out of the parking lot, a dozen or so drunken men and women surrounded Wei Ran in suits and ties. The leader among them was the bartender who had helped them mix drinks.
Wei Ran suppressed the panic in his heart, and after the other party finished speaking, he raised his finger in a direction impatiently.
The bartender glanced at Wei Ran suspiciously, and after confirming that he was far different from the two people he remembered, he rushed into the parking lot with a group of drunkards.
Just as he left the parking lot, a police car drove over. Before the police got out of the car, Dalia drove a car she got from nowhere and drove to the entrance of the parking lot, shouting hello in German.
Get in the car quickly with Wei Ran in your sight.
Secretly heaving a sigh of relief, Wei Ran put away his cell phone, opened the car door and got in.
"How's it going over there at Jima?" Wei Ran closed the car door and asked nervously.
"Don't worry, he's already in Culp's car." Dalia stepped on the accelerator as she spoke, sending Wei Ran back to the door of the bar where the police car was already parked.
"I'll walk back to the hotel in half an hour," Dalia said, stepped on the accelerator and ran away.
Not long after, Jima, who was also wearing a suit, was sent over. The two looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes, and then they walked to the other side of the road to watch the excitement.
At the same time, Dalia and Culp also stopped their cars not far away. After the two got into the same car, Dalia took out her mobile phone and played a recording. The content of this recording happened to be Wei's.
All the conversations between Ran and Jima from the time they entered the bar until they left.
"This is the difference between Victor and Ji Ma"
After Culp listened to the recording, Dalia commented with a smile, "This young man from China likes to do things according to plan, but after an accident occurs, he also knows how to change the plan immediately, and as mentioned before, his psychological quality is very good.
Good. If the Soviet Union was still there, young people like this might have a chance to be sent to the Asian Secret Service School in Irkutsk."
"In comparison, Ji Ma is still the bastard"
Culp shook his head and smiled, "This little guy is still the same as before. He likes to cause trouble, like to be in the limelight, and likes to mess up the plans. If the admissions standards at that time were followed, such a scumbag would not even get an interview notice from KGB."
"Don't worry about Jima, he hasn't paid his tuition." Dalia threw the phone aside, "How is your investigation going?"
"We'll probably know the results tomorrow."
Culp used the rearview mirror to look at Wei Ran and Ji Ma who were standing not far away, and asked abruptly, "Did you just call the police?"
Dalia nodded matter-of-factly, "I called the police when they entered the bar."
Culp smiled and said, "Let's go, let's go to that bar for a drink too."
"We are not young anymore." Dalia looked at the scenery outside the window and shook her head, "Forget it, let's go back to the hotel."
