At the same time, in the study room next to the flower room, Wei Ran also called Xia Shushi to clear out a solid wood table after roughly observing the surrounding environment.

"What's the progress on your side?" As Wei Ran spoke, he took out a pair of rubber gloves from his briefcase and put them on carefully.

"There's not much progress. We're all waiting for news here." Xia Shushi rolled up his sleeves and asked, "Do you think there are clues hidden in this?"

"We won't know until we check it out."

As he spoke, Wei Ran patted Xia Shushi's hand away as he was about to pick up the wooden gun case. He reached out and took out a pair of gloves from his briefcase and handed them over, "You are responsible for taking photos of that album. Take them carefully. Pay attention to the first step after taking the photo.

Check to see if there is anything reflective."

"Only taking photos?" Xia Shushi had already taken out his mobile phone while speaking.

"Yes, just take photos"

Before Wei Ran finished speaking, he had already taken out everything from the wooden box and placed them in categories on the large solid wood desk.

However, what puzzled Xia Shushi was that after some observation, Wei Ran just carefully refolded the old military uniform and put it into the box, and then carefully wiped the other small items.

Put it in the box.

In the end, there was only an FS fighting dagger, a British Army P44 kettle, and the Browning Hi-Power pistol in a wooden gun case left on the table.

First he picked up the dagger and looked at it. Wei Ran put it into the leather scabbard and put it back in the box. Then he picked up the kettle, carefully removed its canvas cover, and took out the cover cup and nylon filter.

Different from the kettle in the metal book, this canvas cover also has a small glass bottle for purifying tablets. However, there are no purifying tablets in this bottle. Instead, it is about the size of a finger and seems to be made of ivory.

seal.

What's quite special is that although this seal is not big, its shape is the same as the one Wei Ran and I saw before. It is an FS fighting dagger inserted into a cluster of dragon boat flowers.

At the bottom of the seal, or rather on the flat surface of the roots of the cluster of dragon boat flowers dyed red by the ink pad, there was a pattern that they had seen on the envelope.

"Wei Ran, does this seal have any meaning?" Xia Shushi lowered his voice and asked curiously.

"Maybe, it has nothing to do with us."

Before Wei Ran finished speaking, he had already put the small seal back into the glass bottle and closed the lid.

"There seems to be water in this kettle," Xia Shushi said. He had unscrewed the metal lid of the kettle and smelled it. "It seems to be wine."

"Tighten it. I told you not to touch anything that has nothing to do with us."

Wei Ran took the kettle back from the other party's hand, screwed the lid carefully, wiped it carefully, put on the cup and canvas cover, put it back together with the small glass bottle, and put it into the wooden box.

"Hurry up and take pictures, take every picture."

Wei Ran urged Xia Shu

Shi made a sound, and without waiting for the other party to respond, he reached out and opened the pulp-coated wooden gun case, and pulled out a Browning high-power pistol from it.

After removing the magazine and playing with it, maybe it has been forgotten for too long. The gap in the sleeve of this pistol has been stained with black sludge. When you gently pull the sleeve, you can still clearly feel the jerky resistance.

"Clang"

With a crisp knocking sound, a bullet was pulled out of the barrel of the gun by the extractor and hit the thick table.

He picked up the bullet and looked at it, and also weighed it. Unwilling to give up, Wei Ran looked around, picked up a stapler, pressed the bullet and began to shake it from side to side.

Unfortunately, when he took a lot of effort to pull out the warhead, there was no secret at all in the bullet casing, just grains of propellant.

Not to mention disappointed, Wei Ran dismantled the other two bullets in the magazine in the same manner until he was sure that there was nothing in them, and then he stopped completely. He turned to dismantle the Browning pistol.

It became a table part. After carefully wiping off the sludge on it, I restored it to its original shape and put it back into the wooden gun box.

"Nothing found?" Xia Shushi, who had been watching, couldn't help but ask.

"Have you finished taking the photos?" Wei Ran took off his gloves and asked as he walked into the bathroom attached to the study.

"It hasn't started yet," Xia Shushi grinned, and quickly took pictures of the photos in the album in accordance with Wei Ran's request.

As the two of them were busy, time passed by and the sky outside the window gradually darkened, but warm lights lit up in the greenhouse.

In the hotel in London, Anfisa patted her chest and made a promise to Suisui in the video, "Don't worry, sister Aurora, I will definitely help you hide it from the boss, and I will never let him know that you secretly returned home."

to Volgograd.”

"With your words, I feel relieved!"

In the video, Suisui and Anfiya were each chewing chicken feet while asking, "How is the situation over there?"

“I don’t know, you haven’t contacted me yet.”

As Anfisa spoke, she picked up a fake Chinese passport and waved it, "But in order to reassure you, he gave me his passport at noon. Without this, he can't go anywhere. But you,

When you contact him, you must be careful not to let him notice that you have gone back."

“Don’t worry, don’t worry!”

Suisui shook the chicken feet in her hand and said, "That's it, I'll bring you something delicious when I get back."

"Thank you, sister!" Anfisa said her thanks with a smile on her face. She waited until Suisui on the other end hung up the video, then immediately threw away the fake passport in her hand and continued to sit on the plank in the hotel room.

In the blink of an eye, at noon the next day, Wei Ran and Xia Shushi were also riding in the car driven by Zhou Qiguang. They said goodbye to Mr. Zhou and Ms. Zhou, went straight to the airport, and boarded a cargo flight to Free Power without any hindrance.

Of course, although it is said to be a cargo flight, the plane still has a passenger cabin, but there are only three people from Weihan and two beautiful Asian flight attendants in special clothes in the cabin.

Although Zhou Qiguang kept saying that this was a flight arranged by his business partner, both the two particularly enthusiastic stewardesses and the captain who came out to say hello made Wei Ran and Xia Shushi suspicious of this elegant-looking man.

Do middle-aged people really have such a so-called business partner?

Regardless of whether Zhou Qiguang was telling the truth or a lie, after a long flight, when the cargo plane landed steadily at Mandalay Airport, there was already a middle-aged man wearing an airport uniform under the ramp.

The fat man has been waiting for a long time.

"Wei Ran, what do you think the origin of Mr. Zhou is?"

Xia Shushi took advantage of Zhou Qiguang and the fat middle-aged man to communicate in Burmese, and leaned into Wei Ran's ear and asked in a low voice.

"It doesn't matter where he comes from." Wei Ran glanced at the ground service vehicle with police lights behind the fat man without any trace, but he was also thinking about this problem in his heart.

Before the two of them could figure out the answer, Zhou Qiguang waved to them casually, "Get in the car with me."

"coming"

Wei Ran and Xia Shushi responded in no particular order and followed Zhou Qiguang into the ground service vehicle. The fat middle-aged man in uniform helped the three of them load their luggage.

After loading the suitcase, I didn't forget to help close the car door eagerly, then got into the cab and stepped on the accelerator.

However, after the car circled the airport for more than half a circle, it finally stopped next to an Airbus EC135 helicopter painted in red and white.

What particularly concerned Weiran was that although most of the helicopter was white, the red areas were painted with continuous dragon boat flowers.

"Let's go, we can get there as soon as possible."

Before Zhou Qiguang finished speaking, he had already opened the car door, and the fat man in charge of driving also opened the door at the same time, and took the initiative to help put the suitcases of the three people into the cabin of the helicopter.

After looking at each other and Xia Shushi, Wei Ran pointed to the fuselage of the helicopter outside, "The dragon boat flower is painted on the plane, right?"

Xia Shushi was stunned for a moment, obviously thinking of something, "You mean..."

"I didn't say anything." As Wei Ran spoke, he had already bent down and got out of the car, and followed Zhou Qiguang into the helicopter's cabin.

When Xia Shushi followed up, the fat man also drove back a certain distance after closing the hatch, and then stood at the front of the car, waving enthusiastically like a greeter on an airplane.

It's a pity that this effort is destined to be seen by a blind man. Don't say that Zhou Qiguang didn't notice it. Even the man in charge of driving the helicopter didn't take a second look at him. Instead, he looked back at Zhou Qiguang and others until they waited.

The three of them fastened their seat belts, then took off and flew away from the airport while communicating with the tower.

Just over an hour later, the plane landed in the open space outside Mo's village. Through the porthole, Wei Ran also saw the winding river next to Mo's village.

Compared with more than half a century ago, there is no more casually discarded military equipment on the bank of the river, and even the area of ​​the village has become much larger. But what remains unchanged is the way of life of the locals.

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The continuous paddy fields, the leisurely buffaloes, the villagers with bridles tied around their waists and bamboo hats, and even the stilted buildings with smoke floating in the air, all seem to have remained the same as they were in 1942.

"After all these years, there's still a war going on in this damn place." Zhou Qiguang, who was also looking outside, muttered to himself.

"yes"

Xia Shushi then sighed, "The longest civil war in the world started at the end of World War II, officially started in 1960, and has not completely stopped until today. With the current situation, the civil war without electricity is probably still going on.

Hit half a century."

"The Japanese were driven away, but there was no war." As Zhou Qiguang sighed, the helicopter's blades slowly stopped rotating.

"Let's go and take a look."

Zhou Qiguang opened the cabin door himself and said as he walked out, "This helicopter will always be waiting for us. If we need it, just come over and say hello at any time. The driver understands Chinese."

Before he finished speaking, an off-road vehicle in the distance drove over with its horn honking. Before the off-road vehicle with a Chinese domestic license plate could stop, Qin Er had already stuck his head out and pulled
Chapter completed!