In the evening of this day, just as it was getting dark, Wei Ran and Zhong Zhen received Qin Er and Xia Shushi who came by helicopter from Mo Di Village.
After a brief communication and introduction on the road, when Zhong Zhen drove the car to the entrance of a Chinese restaurant and took them into the private room, the two strong men and the five beautiful girls whom they had met before had already been waiting for a long time.
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However, what Wei Ran didn't expect, and what made him look at Qin Er even more, was that the guy didn't even look at the five beautiful girls. As for Xia Shushi, he had been reading attentively since they met.
What about those black-and-white photos that Weiran scanned with a film scanner?
After some polite exchanges, the main communication partners during this dinner were Zhong Zhen and Qin Er. As for the members of the family-seeking group, they focused all their thoughts on accompanying the wine.
After three drinks and five dishes, Qin Er poured a glass of rice wine and said, "Let me think about this matter. I will definitely give you an accurate answer before I leave tomorrow."
"Okay! I'm waiting for news from Brother Qin." Zhong Zhen picked up his wine glass and clinked it with the other person's wine glass.
The meal was a complete feast for the guests and host, and Zhong Zhen personally drove the three of them to the hotel where Wei Ran stayed.
However, just as Wei Ran was about to lie down, Xia Shushi knocked on his door.
"Have we discussed it?" Wei Ran asked as he closed the door.
"It's been discussed"
Xia Shushi sat on the sofa, lit a small cigarette and said, "I will serve as the deputy leader of that family searching group."
"Where is the second generation?" Wei Ran asked knowingly, while waving his hand to reject the other party's cigarette.
"He is not suitable, but he will try his best to help us."
Xia Shushi said something vague and perfunctory, and then said, "The second brother drank a little too much and went to bed first. He asked me to ask you for him, what is the best way to do this?"
"Let's each use our strengths."
Wei Ran thought for a while and asked, "As the deputy leader, you should be able to provide them with enough and detailed clues, right?"
"It's not a big problem," Xia Shushi replied confidently.
"I mainly study the Eastern Front battlefield, and I really haven't done any detailed research on the history here."
Wei Ran stated his situation truthfully, and then continued, "But I can help find a way to see how people can remember these expeditionary forces."
"I can help with domestic matters, and he can also bring in some investment."
Xia Shushi puffed up and said, "Since Zhong Zhen is not short of money, let's add some manpower and equipment to him."
"It's up to you to decide. Anyway, I'm just showing off my title." Wei Ranhun expressed his attitude nonchalantly.
Hearing this, Xia Shushi nodded, changed the subject and said, "Do you still remember what Zhong Zhen said during the meal, about the Japanese comrades-in-arms group liaison association, right?"
"You also understand?" Wei Ran raised his eyebrows.
"I do know something about it. It is said that they went to western Yunnan when the country was reopened. They wanted to collect the bones but were rejected. Later, they tried to come secretly and exchanged the bones for color TVs, cars, refrigerators, etc. Later, foreigners were allowed in western Yunnan.
Once people enter, they can occasionally see Japanese soldiers going there to offer sacrifices."
Having said this, Xia Shushi had already walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, opened the gauze curtain, pointed to a bus in the parking lot downstairs and said, "Did you notice that bus?"
Hearing this, Wei Ran stood up and walked to the window. He looked at the brightly lit parking lot downstairs and nodded, "You saw it, what's wrong?"
"When we first came in, the bus happened to drive into the parking lot with us. It was just across the door from me at the time. I could clearly see that on the side of the bus it was written in Japanese "Free comrade group contact."
association,."
Xia Shushi closed the gauze curtain again, "I remember Zhong Zhen also said that they will have a sweeping ceremony tomorrow morning. I guess the Japanese who participated in the ceremony all live in this building."
"This is a bit unlucky." Wei Ran frowned.
"Don't mention this to my second son," Xia Shushi sat down again and said, "With his dog-like temper, I guess he would dare to
Burn this building down."
"There's no point even if we kill them all. As Zhong Zhen said, this kind of thing can't be solved by just killing."
Wei Ran sighed, "The ancestors have already fought their battles. Now we can only fight this invisible battle by ourselves."
"yes"
Xia Shushi put out the cigarette butt and rubbed his face vigorously, "As long as the little Japanese are evil, we can't always indulge in singing and dancing to bring peace. If we forget about those people, we will really lose this battle. We will lose."
There’s not even a chance to turn around.”
"I know a psychiatrist"
Wei Ran looked up at the ceiling, "He predicted very early on that the Third World War would be a war for the control of human thoughts, and would be more cruel than World War I and World War II, but he couldn't see the smoke. Look,
A war without bloodshed.
And as you just said, this is a war that once lost, there will never be a chance to come back. The most important thing is that this war that belongs to our era has already begun.
In the end, the person who loses this war will become a baby with a pacifier in his mouth, and will become Liu Chan who is happy to be here. He will be willing to be dominated by the victorious side, enslaved, and imprisoned in the brain. He will not dare or even be unwilling to do so.
Resistance."
"This psychiatrist's diagnosis is very accurate..." Xia Shushi couldn't help but nodded.
"yes…"
Wei Ran sighed, "The Third World War has begun. The Soviet Union has lost. It seems that the post-Soviet era of Ukraine will not be able to hold on much longer."
"We will not lose"
Xia Shushi glanced in the direction of the window, "But we really need to be more vigilant. We must not only win this ideological war, but also avoid stepping on the trap and going astray by Min Cui. It is really not easy..."
"Go back and rest early. These are not things we ordinary people should consider."
Wei Ran waved his hand, "Sit down tomorrow and discuss how to cooperate. It's enough for us to do what we can."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content!" That's right." After Xia Shushi finished speaking, he stood up and walked toward the door.
Watching the other party walk into the next room, Wei Ran thought for a moment, closed the door and took out the food box. He found an authenticator that had not been used for a long time and connected it to the computer. Then he sent an email to Anfiya,
After waiting for the other party to respond, he immediately unplugged the authenticator, put it into his pocket along with a USB flash drive, stood up and left the room.
Taking the elevator downstairs, Wei Ran first glanced at the hotel's front desk, then left the lobby and walked to the parking lot. By the way, he also put on a baseball cap.
After some wandering, he found the bus with Japanese written on it that Xia Shushi mentioned just now. Wei Ran took out his mobile phone and pretended to make a call and took a photo of the front and side of the bus.
Re-entering the hotel lobby, Wei Ran walked to the front desk and asked politely in Chinese, "Is there anyone who speaks Chinese?"
"Sir, do you need any help?" asked a female staff member with baby fat on her face.
"Can I borrow your computer and printer?" Wei Ran shook the USB flash drive in his hand, and a hint of urgency appeared on his face, "I have an agreement here that needs to be printed. It's not much, just a few.
It’s just Zhang.”
After saying that, he took out a roll of kyats provided by the previous II from his pocket and said in a low voice, "As long as you print it for me, these tips will be yours."
The cute-looking waiter's eyes lit up and he immediately took the USB drive with enthusiastic hands, "This is what we should do."
"Thanks"
As Wei Ran said, he pushed the roll of kyats into the other party's hand, "There is only one agreement in the USB flash drive, just print it out for me."
"Please wait"
The girl subconsciously pressed the thick kyats in her pocket, skillfully inserted the USB flash drive into the computer case, then opened the USB flash drive page and printed out the premarital property distribution agreement written in Finnish.
After putting away the agreement, Wei Ran took the USB flash drive from the other party, thanked him politely, and turned towards the elevator.
However, when the elevator door opened, he saw again the long-haired girl he had met in the elevator before leaving the hotel in the afternoon. After a brief moment of surprise, the girl obviously recognized Wei Ran.
Before he could react, the little girl, who looked like a high school student at most, immediately let out an exclamation, and then subconsciously uttered a string of Japanese words that Wei Ran couldn't understand!
Subconsciously she took a step back to distance herself, and the girl immediately reacted. First she bowed at a 90-degree angle, and then said in English with a nuclear radiation accent, "Hello, I'm so happy to see you.
I'm so excited. I was last night... no, I am one of the four girls who were rescued by you early this morning. My Japanese name is Bei..."
"Sorry, I don't understand Japanese or English."
Wei Ran apologized and interrupted the other person's English, which was even more awkward than the Indian accent. In fact, he was thinking in his heart whether he could make some use of the little girl he had saved.
It was obvious that this excited little girl also couldn't understand Wei Ran's Chinese. But soon, she took out her mobile phone and typed a line of Chinese characters using a translation software, "Wait a minute, please."
Seeing this, Wei Ran pretended to hesitate and nodded. The Japanese girl immediately dialed a series of numbers on her mobile phone and chattered something to the person on the other end of the phone, but her eyes kept following him.
Wei Ran walked towards the rest area of the hotel lobby.
Reluctantly resisting the urge to chop the opponent with a knife as a sacrifice for moving the tomb, Wei Ran found a sofa in the lounge area of the lobby that could just see the entrance door and the elevator and sat down.
In just three or four minutes, the serious-faced middle-aged Asian man whom I had seen in the elevator in the afternoon met the little girl who was waiting less than five meters away from Wei Ran, and then walked quickly to
Beside Wei Ran, he bowed respectfully at 90 degrees, babbled a lot of Japanese, and then handed over a business card with both hands.
When Wei Ran squinted his eyes and took the business card, a woman with a Temin skirt tied around her waist and a leaf pattern painted on her face with Tenaka also walked over quickly and started chatting with the woman in Japanese.
The middle-aged man and the little girl had some exchanges.
After a while, the woman changed into Chinese and asked Wei Ran, "Sir, do you know Chinese?"
"Please speak." Wei Ran smiled and raised his hand.
"This is Mr. Kitao Chitatsu, and next to him is his daughter Kitao Rin."
Following the introduction by the female translator, the father and daughter next to him also bowed in unison and spoke in Japanese that Wei Ran could not understand.
"The father and daughter are very grateful to you for saving Kitao Rin early this morning." The female translator spoke with an equally grateful face, "On behalf of Mandalay..."
"Sorry, you seem to have made a mistake." Wei Ran pretended to be nervous, with a hint of disgust in his expression, "I didn't save anyone today."
Hearing this, a look of confusion appeared on the face of the female translator, and then she switched to Japanese and began to communicate with the father and daughter. The little girl named Kitao Rin had a confident expression on her face.
What are you talking about.
After a brief communication, the middle-aged man named Kitao Chitatsu seemed to see something from Wei Ran's deliberate nervousness and slight disgust. He ignored his daughter's insistence and first moved towards Wei Ran.
He smiled and continued to say a few words in Japanese.
"Sir, I'm very sorry. Mr. Kitao said they may have recognized the wrong person."
The female translator paused and continued, "To express my apology, the Kitao family is willing to host a banquet in the restaurant upstairs for you to enjoy."
"I'll skip the meal. I don't have much appetite. If there's nothing else, that's it."
After saying that, Wei Ran simply stood up, gently pushed away the female translator with a look of astonishment on her face, ignored the incomprehensible words coming from the mouths of the ghost father and daughter, and stepped into the elevator not far away.
Through the reflection of the elevator door, Wei Ran could clearly see the middle-aged man reaching out to grab his daughter, while the female translator had already walked towards the front desk.
As the elevator door opened, a smile appeared on Wei Ran's lips, and he squeezed the business card he had just received.
one
Lu returned to his room with a normal expression. After Wei Ran locked the door, he immediately took out the business card he just got, opened the translation software in his hand, scanned it, and translated the beauty information in the business card.
According to the statement on the card, the owner of this business card, a Japanese named Kitao Chitatsu, is a consultant for a public welfare organization.
I checked this public welfare organization whose main business is to protect the biodiversity of Southeast Asia. Wei Ran found that the organization was founded in the same year as the Free Comrades Group Liaison Association mentioned before by Zhong Zhen.
"There must be some connection between the two..."
Wei Ran muttered to himself, and after thinking for a moment, he first took a photo of the business card in his hand, and then casually threw it in a more conspicuous place on the table.
Only then did he open his laptop again and follow the steps to connect to the authenticator.
After waiting patiently for a moment, the mouse arrow on the screen began to move on its own, and soon after, a document appeared on the desktop.
Under Wei Ran's gaze, the document was zoomed and dragged to the side, and then a new text document was created on the desktop, and paragraphs of German began to appear on it.
"The hotel's management system and monitoring system have been cracked. The document just now contains the list of all guests, and at the end is the monitoring login web page address and account password.
In addition, I just saw you on the surveillance camera in the lobby on the first floor, and also saw the person you were talking to. Do you need the room number of the person you are talking to?"
"Need" Wei Ran responded as he typed on the keyboard.
Before his fingers could leave the keyboard, the laptop opened a web page, and then Wei Ran saw a sped-up surveillance video.
In this fast-forwarded surveillance video, the ghost father and daughter took the elevator upstairs shortly after Wei Ran left. The girl named Kitao Rin got into a room by herself, and her father got into
Adjacent room.
Not long after, the female translator also came to this floor and knocked on Kitao Chitatsu's door, and was pulled into the room by the other party's wrist.
However, the original fast-forward monitoring returned to normal here, and a reduced document also popped up in the lower right corner, and then a sentence "This is a real-time monitoring screen" appeared on the document.
Seeing this, Wei Ran stood up and took out a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator, unscrewed it and took a sip. Then he took out a cigarette from the cigarette case that Xia Shushi had forgotten and lit it. After thinking for a moment, he typed a sentence in Russian on the keyboard.
, "Check the check-in time of this room and the guests who checked in on the same day."
After a word appeared in the "received" text document, it was directly reduced to the taskbar.
Before Wei Ran could finish smoking a cigarette, the female translator opened the door and left the room, and in her hand, there was a paper bag.
When the door behind her closed, the female translator immediately put down the bag in her hand, looked around first, then adjusted her underwear through her clothes, and then picked up the bag again.
Wei Ran looked at the half-burned cigarette in his hand, and couldn't help but muttered with a strange look on his face, "This is so damn fast..."
At this time, Anfiya also sent a new document, which contained a list of names corresponding to different room numbers. Behind one of the names marked in red, there was also the German word "monitoring target" hanging behind it.
However, before Wei Ran could respond, the surveillance screen jumped. Immediately afterwards, Wei Ran discovered that it had become the floor where his room was located, and the woman carrying the paper bag seemed to be heading toward him.
Which direction is the room you're staying in from?
Damn it! You’re not here to find me, are you?
Wei Ran muttered, and decisively buttoned up his laptop. After thinking for a moment, he took out a pair of rubber gloves and put them on. When he finished all this, the doorbell rang.
After waiting for a while, Wei Ran stood up and opened the door a crack.
"Hello, sir, this is a gift from Mr. Kitao. I hope you don't mind that he recognized the wrong person before." The female translator said in Chinese with a smile.
"No need for gifts," Wei Ran politely declined.
"Please be sure to accept it," the female translator said with great respect, "Sorry to trouble you."
After a slight hesitation, Wei Ran took the paper bag handed to him and asked, "Is there anything else?"
"I don't know what you call me..." the female translator asked tentatively.
"Li Mei"
After Wei Ran finished speaking, he closed the door directly, then quickly ran to the notebook, and opened the notebook with a hand that had not touched the paper bag. It was not until the female translator in the surveillance camera turned around and left and went downstairs that he turned his attention to
On the paper bag in hand.
Wei Ran reached out and took out a mahogany box from the paper bag. After opening it, Wei Ran found that inside was a Buddha statue carved from jade.
This milky-white Buddha statue is not a pendant, but an ornament the size of an egg. Although Wei Ran doesn't know anything about jade, he knows just by looking at the warm texture that this thing is not cheap.
"I'm quite willing to buy this book..."
Wei Ran muttered to himself, put the Buddha statue aside, and carefully inspected the paper bag and the mahogany box containing the emerald Buddha statue. He didn't take off his gloves until he was sure that there was no eavesdropping equipment in these things.
I washed my hands, then sat next to my notebook again, carefully studying the list and room number just sent by Anfiya.
After a long time, Wei Ran typed out a string of German words on the keyboard, "Keep an eye on the surveillance camera for me. Wait for my news in about 8 to 10 hours and prepare to crack the electronic equipment."
"No problem, remember to wash your hands later." Anfiya reminded her as if she was deliberately disgusting.
Too lazy to argue with the increasingly lively girl who followed Suisui, Wei Ran unplugged the authenticator and slumped on the sofa, secretly thinking about tomorrow's plan.
