Chapter 958 Counterfeit Liquor Workshop and Unexpected Survivors
"Clang!"
The fully loaded van rolled over the iron gate that was forcibly pulled and drove into the strange yard. When the door was opened, Wei Ran, who was holding a weapon and wearing a mask and helmet, got out of the car along with the temporary teammates around him.
At that time, I discovered that in the two-story house with floor-to-ceiling windows, there were bright beams of light flashing both upstairs and downstairs.
Not only that, even the container door of the box truck at the door has been opened, revealing the only two cardboard boxes inside.
Wei Ran didn't even need to do anything. The strong man with a hoarse voice who seemed to be following him took the initiative to open a round cardboard box.
However, as the box was torn open and the lights were on, what was inside was bottles of 95% concentration medical alcohol!
After looking at each other, the strong man with a hoarse voice put the milk powder can in his hand back into place, and explained in Russian nonchalantly, "Smuggling and illegal sales of highly alcoholic drinks are illegal. I am now
There is reason to suspect that someone here is using high-concentration medical alcohol to blend spirits."
Wei Ran grinned when he heard this, knowing that the other party was not joking. Although the Chechens are the ethnic group least influenced by Muslin culture, the locals even occasionally drink low-alcohol beer and fruit wine, even outside of religious occasions.
Women are not required to wear headscarves everywhere, but pork and hard liquor are still prohibited by both law and belief.
Because of this, although the previous unique products were staged, these rare vodkas, which are contraband in Russia, are real.
Now that they have a more reasonable excuse, these Omo gays naturally act more confidently.
However, the subsequent search was beyond Wei Ran's expectation. Not surprisingly, there were no living people in this courtyard of Nuo Da, and a lot of alcoholic beverages that were illegal here were indeed found.
Alcoholic beverages.
But compared to these innocuous things, what Wei Ran didn't expect was that in the house that was obviously full of life but could not find any personal belongings, he actually found a locked security door leading to the basement!
After looking at the lifted carpet and floor in the living room, and even the metal security door at the end of the cement steps under the floor, Wei Ran subconsciously tensed up his nerves and held onto the weapon in his hand!
Soon, with the muffled sound of two door-breaking guns, the thin civilian explosion-proof door was easily opened, and a team of Omo soldiers lined up in a tight formation and rushed in under the beam of a strong flashlight. And the same
Wei Ran, who was dressed up, was left behind by the strong man with a hoarse voice holding his gun belt with his hand.
A moment later, a safety reminder came from the intercom. Wei Ran breathed a sigh of relief and was confused at the same time. At the same time, he felt vaguely that his previous guess seemed a bit arbitrary...
Suppressing the doubts in his heart, he stepped into the brightly lit basement. The look of astonishment on his face, which was covered by a mask, became increasingly obvious.
Familiar layout, familiar shelves, the only difference is that the gas masks and other civil air defense materials on the shelves have turned into labels for various spirits and various styles of wine bottles! Even the price of each bottle.
Concentrated medical alcohol, buckets of mineral water, and even boxes of various spices and aromatics.
Almost subconsciously, I walked around to the diagonal position of the basement entrance. Sure enough, there was actually a staircase leading to the second underground floor.
However, there is not much difference between the second underground floor and the ground. There are still shelves against the wall, but the ones on the shelves are already refilled with strong fake wine!
In short, this place is basically a counterfeit wine workshop and warehouse! "Boss, I seem to know where the smuggled wine comes from that I have checked many times but failed to find its origin."
An Omo warrior who also wore a mask approached the strong man with a hoarse voice and said, "Who would have thought that these things would be hidden in such a conspicuous location in the city."
The strong man patted the other party's helmet gently, "Shut up! Go find out who owns this house!"
"Yes!" The soldier responded immediately, and then ran out quickly.
Compared to his arrangement, Wei Ran went deep into the basement.
The iron shelf is on the edge of the high and low bunks.
On the upper bunk of this iron frame bed were several labels containing various cardboard boxes. On the lower bunk were two rows of eight wine bottle sealing machines. Under the bed were cardboard boxes that had been sealed with tape.
With his eyes closed, he recalled the details of what happened when the air raid came in that historical episode. After a moment, Wei Ran handed the weapon in his hand to the strong man who had been standing behind him, and then pulled the cardboard box under the bed hard and went out.
pull.
However, what he didn't expect was that not only was the cardboard box under the bed not as heavy as it looked, but it was actually connected to the other cardboard boxes under the bed!
Just as he was sitting on the floor due to a mistake in exerting force, the man next to him immediately aimed the weapon and the beam of the strong flashlight under the bed.
Standing up and patting his butt, Wei Ran, who didn't feel any embarrassment at all, completely pulled the connected cardboard boxes out from under the bed. Then he discovered that on the floor under the bed, there was a steel water grate about one meter square!
Was there anyone alive at that time? Wei Ran raised his eyebrows, "Do me a favor and move this bed."
"Carry it away!"
Before the strong man who had been following Wei Ran finished speaking, several people came over and worked together to lift this extraordinarily strong iron frame bed to the side.
Wei Ran opened the water grate with a bang. Wei Ran squatted down, held up a flashlight and bent his head to look inside. He found that the water grate was a small mouth and a big belly. It was two meters in diameter and one meter deep at most. It could only accommodate two people.
A small space where you could barely squat. On one side of the small space, a metal base was cast on the wall, and an electric winch was firmly fixed with screws.
On the wall next to the winch, there is a concrete culvert with an inner diameter of perhaps one meter.
He carefully stepped on the ground and squatted down little by little. When he illuminated the culvert with a flashlight, the length of the culvert was far longer than he expected.
Looking along the light beam, after climbing down slightly at a slight angle for about ten meters, a pool of glowing water appeared at the lowest point of the culvert. From the water further back, there was another
It began to rise slowly, so that from his current angle, he could not see the end of the culvert at all.
"I'll go over and have a look"
Before Wei Ran finished speaking, and without waiting for the consent of the people behind him, he went in with a strong flashlight.
After enduring my nausea, I waded through the water that was less than two meters wide, and the culvert began to slowly move upward.
Finally, when the culvert was about to come to an end, there was a small iron pull cart with universal wheels welded all over its body and a locked steel fence gate blocking the way.
On the other side of the fence gate, it seems to be an ordinary heat well!
He looked behind him and then at the heat well outside the steel fence. After thinking for a moment, Wei Ran turned off the flashlight, took out the wire cutters from the metal book in the dark, and fumbled to cut off the lubricated wire on the steel fence.
A large oily padlock. "Clang!"
As the cut padlock fell to the ground, Wei Ran, who turned on the flashlight again, also pushed open the steel fence door with a "squeak".
"Bang!"
Under Wei Yan's push, the iron trolley, which could obviously just slide in the concrete culvert, was pushed into the thermal well, and Wei Yan drilled out soon after.
Climbing up the ladder to the entrance of the thermal well, he carefully pushed open the heavy manhole cover above his head and immediately realized that he seemed to be in a deep and dark alley.
Although this alley is open on both sides, it is extremely narrow. Looking at its width, at most a van can block it tightly.
On both sides of this alley, there are only the outer walls of other buildings, without even a single window on the wall.
Before climbing out of the thermal well, he glanced at the flashlight beam coming from the culvert below. Wei Ran ignored the manhole cover that had been pushed aside. Using the cover of the shadow of the building, he followed the general direction back to the well.
A large courtyard filled with fake wine.
"There is a new clue"
Just as Wei Ran walked into the courtyard, the man with the hoarse voice walked out of the room.
"What clue?" Wei Ran asked, declining the cigarette offered by the other party. "The owner of this house is Alyosha Marikovevich Ivane, but..."
"Wait! Say the name of this house again!" Wei Ran asked, looking directly at the former.
"Alyosha Malikovjevich Ivane"
Hearing this, Wei Ran took a deep breath and said, "He motioned for the other party to follow him out and at the same time, you continue."
The strong man nodded and followed Wei Ran out of the yard. Then he led him into a civilian car. After starting the car, he first pointed at the luggage bag placed next to Wei Ran, and then continued driving.
Said, "But the only thing we found related to this person is this house. Apart from that, he has no trace of any social activities. I even doubt whether this person ever existed." "How old is this person?"
"Wei Ran continued to ask.
"According to the registration information, he is less than 40 years old this year." "Is it really him..." "What did you say?" "Nothing."
Wei Ran waved his hand, pondered for a moment and then asked, "How are you going to handle tonight's matter?"
"It's a big achievement to find so many fake wines."
The strong man in charge of driving said truthfully, "At least all the stolen goods here must be taken away. What, do you have any better suggestions?"
"What are you going to do if you catch the person who secretly hid these alcoholic drinks?" Wei Ran asked in a different way. "If you can catch them, of course they will be sent to prison."
The strong man just assumed one of the premises and stopped. Then he took the initiative to change the topic and said, "I'll give you the mask, gloves and boots as a souvenir. Take off your camouflage uniform. There are already things in the backpack beside you."
I’ve prepared clothes for you. I’ll take you to an intersection later. Is it okay for you to find your own way back?”
"No problem, but wait a moment, I have a few more things to ask you."
While Wei Ran was talking, he had already taken off his camouflage uniform and helmet, and put on the jeans and jacket in his backpack. Then he took out the mobile phone he had bought temporarily before, turned it on, and opened the browser to start a search.
The strong man driving the car was very patient. After parking the car in the shadow under a highway bridge, he lowered the window and silently lit a cigarette and waited quietly.
After about ten minutes, Wei Ran, who had found nothing on the Internet, turned off his phone again. How about helping me find someone in this city?"
"Who?" asked the strong man sitting in the driver's seat.
"Gana, she is a woman in her forties." Wei Ran paused and continued, "Her last name is probably Razvozaev..."
"Razvozaev?" The strong man holding a cigarette repeated the last name in surprise.
"I probably remember correctly"
Wei Ran paused for a moment. Seeing that the other party was not ready to explain, he simply asked, "Is there anything special about this last name?"
"There is nothing special about this surname, but the combination of this surname and the Ms. Laming you just described reminds me of a person. To be precise, it reminds me of a mother."
The strong man flicked the cigarette butt as he spoke, pulled off the mask to cover his mouth and chin again, and said, "Let's go shopping in Selipova Commercial Street tomorrow. There is a souvenir shop there selling Persian handmade carpets and Kancha daggers. All you need is
When you get there, just ask anyone for that last name and you can find the store."
After a brief pause, the strong man continued, "The owner of that shop is named Razvozaev, but her name is not Gana, her name is Alamat. Except for the different name, everything else can be told to you.
That's right."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Did you just say...Mom?" Wei Ran looked at the other party in confusion, "That is indeed the best title."
The strong man smiled and explained, "As far as I know, she adopted a lot of orphans. At first, they were war orphans from the second Chechen War, and later they were left behind because of the various tragedies caused by those damn readers.
The orphans below."
"You seem to be familiar with her?" Wei Ran became more and more strange. "Of course, I am a local, and of course I have heard about her." The strong man smiled but did not explain in detail. He just unlocked the car door and said,
「
Okay, I won't take you back to the hotel. Next, we are going to track down Alyosha, the owner of the courtyard.
Finally, welcome to Grozny as a guest. It is now a very warm and hospitable city. If you are interested, you can go shopping here. "
"I will take a good stroll here. I have caused you trouble today."
After speaking, Wei Ran simply opened the door and got out of the car. He watched the other party drive away until the news was completely in sight. Then he walked out of the shadow under the bridge, determined the direction and walked straight to the hotel where he was staying. At the same time, he was also thinking secretly.
With the current situation.
Obviously, there was a flaw in his previous speculation. Originally, he thought that no one survived in the basement, but now it is obvious that this is not the case.
At the very least, he could be sure that the girl Ganna, who had been rescued from the underground air defense system and with whom he had almost no communication, was likely to survive the air raid on the basement.
Was there an escape tunnel under the bed on the second floor of the basement at that time?
Yes, it can only be like that. Otherwise, how could those people choose to use that place as their drug manufacturing base?
So, that courtyard was actually built after the survivors of the air raid in the same basement bought the land?
Why did you ignore it then...
Thinking of this, Wei Ran shook his head. After coming back from the historical episode this time, he was in so much pain that the metal book didn't mention that there were other people alive. Naturally, he subconsciously thought that everyone in the basement at that time was dead.
died.
Since some people are still alive, and since the basement has been rebuilt, then the bodies of Captain Culp and others have probably been properly buried...
I hope so...
Wei Ran sighed secretly, quickened his pace and jogged all the way back to the hotel.
In the blink of an eye, the next morning, Wei Ran began his purposeful wandering in Grozny under the bright sunshine.
However, he didn't expect that along the way, after discovering that he was an Asian, and taking the initiative to ask and find out that he was a Chinese who was extremely rare here, these people did not recognize that he was actually a well-known person.
The local historian was particularly enthusiastic and wanted to take some photos with him - because they rarely see Chinese people here.
Since these hospitable locals said so, it was naturally difficult for him to refuse, especially those who were casually wearing various beautiful headscarves, but they had obviously mustered up great courage to interact with their companions.
The young Chechen girls who had the courage to come up to him and stammered that they wanted to take a photo with him, a rare Chinese man.
I have to admit that Chechen beauties and Chechen black widows have almost the same popularity in Russia.
If the latter is due to cruelty and disregard for life, then the former is entirely due to his stunning appearance and snow-white complexion, and of course, a certain unique temperament endowed with faith.
He patiently accompanied a middle-aged Chechen aunt to take a group photo of each other arm-in-arm with grins. By the way, he was also given a fist-sized piece of mutton jerky. Wei Ran was also enthusiastically led by two beauties who had taken a group photo with him before.
, successfully found Selipova Commercial Street, and found a street store named "Razvozaev Store" in this bustling commercial street.
Of course, as a thank you, he also stopped by the localized KFC and bought some food and drinks for the two young girls who helped guide the way.
What made him unable to help but laugh was that when KFC arrived in Chechnya, it not only became CFC, but even the colonel who used it as a trademark also grew a Chechen-flavored sideburns.
After bidding farewell to the two Chechen girls who acted as temporary guides, Wei Ran stood at the door of Razvozaev's store and thought for a moment before reaching out and pushing open the glass door.
Almost at the same time that the glass door opened, good music entered his ears.
Looking around, the store on the left is filled with handmade carpets of various patterns, and the glass counter on the right is filled with various ornately decorated Kancha daggers.
And on the bench facing the door,
There were a few young guys playing cheerful tunes with Caucasian tambourines and a bowed string instrument that Wei Ran didn't recognize.
As for the wool carpet in the center of the store, which is probably about 50 square meters in size, there are some young men and girls who look to be around seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing beautiful national costumes, dancing the Lezkinka happily.
dance.
"Sir, what do you want to buy?"
A girl wearing a headscarf and looking to be about seventeen or eighteen years old came forward and asked curiously, "Are you Asian?"
"Chinese," Wei Ran replied with a smile, "I heard that here is the best Kancha dagger in Grozny."
"I have never seen Chinese people before."
The little girl led Wei Ran toward the glass counter on the right and asked curiously, "Are there many giant pandas there? Giant pandas that know kung fu."
"Forehead…"
Wei Ran grinned and replied, "We do have a lot of giant pandas there, and we have been popularizing education and trying to make every giant panda learn Chinese Kung Fu."
His obvious nonsense immediately made the girl with big eyes full of curiosity laugh. Apparently, the latter also realized that he was joking.
"See if there's anything you like?"
The girl tapped the glass counter with her finger and said very sincerely, "I have to tell you in advance that the person who recommended you to come here is lying to you. The daggers we sell are no different from those in other stores.
They are all handicrafts used for decoration. But if you have time, you can learn the Lezkinka dance and the Cossack knife dance for free."
"Dancing is too difficult for me"
Wei Ran pretended to be helpless, and casually pointed at a dagger decorated like a large toothpick and said, "Can you take this out and have a look?"
"sure"
The little girl in charge of the reception immediately took out the dagger that Wei Ran was interested in from the glass counter, and at the same time said, "This dagger is more expensive, costing 5,300 rubles. If you plan to buy it and take it back, be sure to remember
Check it in, otherwise it will be confiscated."
"If I buy it, can I meet Ms. Alamat?" Wei Ran asked extremely politely, "I have something to ask her."
"Of course!" The girl nodded happily, "It doesn't matter even if you don't buy it."
