Although he and the other party were separated by a table, Wei Ran still recognized it at a glance. One of the two small pistols was the one he saw later - the silver dollar inlaid on the grip patch of the small pistol.

It's so recognizable.

Because of this, Wei Ran focused all his attention on another small pistol that was almost identical.

This small pistol also uses a grip patch that seems to be made of ivory, but unlike the other one, the patch of this pistol does not have a silhouette of a costumed figure carved on it. Instead, it is inlaid with each other in the center.

There is a silver coin that is only slightly larger than the thumbnail.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Taking advantage of Miss Qiushi loading bullets into the magazines of two small pistols, Wei Ran observed carefully, only to find that this gun was not used in later generations.

The small pistol I have seen is not Browning's 1906, but another twin sister product, the 1908 pocket pistol from Colt. This can be distinguished from the safety notch on the slide and the inscription on the slide.

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Not only that, there is no drama engraved on the sleeve of this small Colt pistol.

As for the two silver coins inlaid on the grip patch, the exposed side of one of them not only has the profile of Yuan Datou, but also has the embossed words "Five Years of the Republic of China".

When Qiushi loaded the magazine on the Colt and turned it over, he also noticed that on the other side of the grip patch, there were no silver coins inlaid, except for the "

In addition to the words "one dime", there are also the words "every ten pieces are equivalent to one circle".

While Wei Ran was secretly staring at the two small pistols, Mei Xiang had already picked up the Colt and skillfully pulled the slide to load the bullet, then clicked the safety, and then pinned it to her skirt.

Put it on the stockings that cover it.

A little later, Qiushi, a little girl who looked at humans and animals as harmless, also put the safety on the bullet of the small pistol that Wei Ran had seen in later generations, and put it in the white apron pocket she had just put on.

It was only then that Meixiang said bluntly to Wei Ran, "I still can't trust you, and I'm not used to relying on men."

"understand"

As Wei Ran spoke, he glanced at Xiao Su's mother who seemed to have been accustomed to this for a long time.

"What are you looking at?"

Xiao Su's mother glanced at Wei Ran with extremely disgusted eyes, carried her bag and walked downstairs while saying, "Protect Mei Xiang, if something happens to her, I won't spare you, you stinky Qiu Ba!"

"Little Su's mother"

Mei Xiang stopped Xiao Su's mother who was about to go downstairs and said with a smile, "Since last night, Wei Ran is my fourth aunt's cousin, and Can Hua has also changed his gender to Tao. He calls me aunt. What do you think?

How about it?"

"He called you aunt?"

Xiao Su's mother automatically ignored Wei Ran, glanced at Tao Canhua with disdain, and said incomprehensibly, "Wenwen is weak and useless, but he is as cowardly and virtuous as your stupid nephew who doesn't know whether to live or die, so that's it

Bar."

"What do you think of my cousin?" Meixiang asked again, as if she was afraid that Xiao Su's mother would forget Wei Ran.

"Just don't be a silver wax gun that looks bluffing"

Xiao Su's mother, who had no good words in her mouth, snorted and muttered vaguely as she continued walking downstairs, "Protect your cousin, Mr. Ueda will be here in ten minutes at most."

Before she finished speaking, the overly round figure of this fat aunt with a greasy fragrance was completely blocked by the stairs, leaving only the sound of heavy footsteps.

"Okay, let's all do our own thing."

As Mei Xiang spoke, she glanced at the delicate gold watch on her wrist, then reached out to pick up the cigarette case and the cigarette holder in a small plate on the table, slowly put them together and held them in her mouth, letting Wei Ran take the lead.

Help her light it up.

Although this beautiful cousin is a heavy smoker, she has a good attitude, and even her whole temperament becomes quite heroic with this cigarette.

“My cousin’s temperament today is even better than when we took pictures yesterday.”

Wei Ran praised her sincerely, walked into the darkroom with Mei Xiang's rather handsome smile, and locked the door.

Opening the window in advance, Wei Ran took out the Camel cigarettes he bought yesterday, took out one, put it on the cigarette holder and lit it. At the same time, he secretly thought that after Mr. Ueda left, he would find an opportunity to go out and buy a pack of cigarettes.

Without waiting long, the second floor became lively with the sudden start of the erhu solo, the sound of footsteps and the flattering Japanese words that seemed to come from Xiao Su's mother's mouth.

What Wei Ran didn't expect was that Mei Xiang, who was just a door away, actually knew Japanese, and she spoke it very well - at least much better than Xiao Su's mother.

What surprised Wei Ran even more was that, whether it was a foreign language addition or intentional, Mei Xiang's voice no longer had the sweet girlish accent before, but instead had a rather strong "royal sister sound".

"Miss Meixiang actually speaks Japanese?" Outside the door, a man who looked like Mr. Ueda also asked in Japanese in surprise.

"Please take a seat"

Meixiang greeted in Japanese, and then explained, "I have been friends with Mr. Someya Yukio, a reporter from the Osaka Asahi Shimbun, for many years. His wife Someya Junko is my Japanese teacher. Of course, I am also Mrs. Someya's

Chinese teacher."

"That's it." Mr. Ueda responded with a sudden realization.

In the living room on the second floor, as Qiushi brought two cups of fragrant tea, Xiao Su's mother, who had led Ueda up, also went downstairs with a smile on her face, and rolled over while her figure was obscured by the stairs.

He rolled his eyes, then sat down on the sofa on the first floor, opened the leather bag he was carrying, took out three envelopes of silver coins and handed them to Jasmine, whispering, "Let that damn girl save some money, this war is in chaos.

If you don’t have enough money to protect your family, you will starve to death one day.”

“I know, Xiao Su’s mother——”

Jasmine responded nonchalantly in a long tone. After putting away the three envelopes of silver coins, she returned her attention to the pile of photos in her hand.

"Where did this photo come from?"

Xiao Su's mother snatched the photo from Jasmine's hand.

Secretly praising the young lady for her knowledge of things, Jasmine, who was arranged in advance to deliberately show off the photos here, deliberately lowered her voice and said, "It was Wei Ran who took the photos for the young lady yesterday. His photos are really good. They are better than those from Dingzhang Photo Studio."

The photos taken by the chefs we invited are all very good.”

"Let me see"

As Xiao Su's mother said, she was already looking at the photos that were developed yesterday one by one, but she didn't notice at all that Jasmine, who used to smoke one cigarette after another at this time in the past, rarely lit up her cigarette today.

, even Cao Dumb, a long-time smoker, seems to have hid outside the yard to smoke.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "The photos are really good, I will pick a few to take away."

As Xiao Su's mother said, she had already selected a few photos of Mei Xiang from the pile of photos and put them aside. When she saw the last one, she inevitably noticed the group photo.

Seeing this, Jasmine also followed Mei Xiang's instructions in advance and said in a timely manner, "Yesterday, the lady regretted that Xiao Su's mother was not here when we took a group photo. She also asked me to talk to you today and asked you not to leave in a hurry and wait until noon.

You’re done, let’s take another group photo with us.”

"This damn girl has some intentions."

Xiao Su's mother's slightly mean fat face finally had a smile again, but soon she threw the remaining photos to Jasmine and put the selected ones into her bag with a look of disdain.

He said, "Who likes to take pictures with you poor servants? I have other things to do and go back first. Prepare a meal for me at noon. I will come back then."

"Okay, what do you want to eat for lunch?" Jasmine said with a smile as she cleared away the scattered photos on the table.

"Let's make braised noodles. Pour in cold water a few times."

While Xiao Su's mother was speaking, she had already hurried out of the door, but she was still muttering dissatisfied, "That old lady can also make braised noodles. If you ask her to fry a steak, you will definitely be blinded."

After the door closed, Yang's mother, who had just been hiding in the kitchen, came out and said with a smile, "Is she going back to change clothes?"

"You must take good care of yourself."

Jasmine also said teasingly, "Xiao Su's mother is so beautiful, maybe she can wear the mink coat that she has been showing off all winter and let Brother Wei Ran take some good pictures."

"No wonder you asked me to wash the noodles in cold water several times." After Yang Ma whispered, she and Jasmine covered their mouths and laughed quietly.

At the same time, Wei Ran, who was hiding in the darkroom upstairs, not only did not look smiling, but instead frowned.

Because in the living room just across the door, the Japanese man named Ueda, after chatting with Meixiang for a short time, began to inquire about various trivial information about some famous people he was familiar with in history books.

Just from the other party's chatting skills, Wei Ran could already tell that Ueda was probably collecting some information.

Fortunately, his beautiful cousin Mei Xiang not only changed her temperament, but also spoke impeccably. Although she knew everything, she actually did not reveal any valuable information. On the contrary, she was able to speak without a few words.

Introduce the topic to topics such as music, art or emotions.

Even at the end of the two-hour chat, Miss Meixiang, who spoke and behaved like a royal sister, not only played a song "To Alice" on the piano for the ghost named Ueda, but she also succeeded.

It made him particularly sad to think of his wife who was far away in Nara, and the cherry blossoms he planted in his yard a few years ago.

When the crisp bell of the horseshoe clock rang, Ueda also stood up and sent out an invitation, "Miss Meixiang, I don't know if you have time to come to the seventh floor of Zhongyuan Company on the 6th of next month to attend the dance held by me? By then,

Some of my friends will be coming from their hometown."

"August 6th?"

Mei Xiang said with a smile, "It is an auspicious day, but Mr. Ueda should contact Xiao Su's mother to confirm these things."

"Alright"

Ueda simply and decisively said goodbye and allowed Meixiang to send him downstairs, then put him into the black car parked at the door and drove away.

Behind the window of the living room on the second floor, Wei Ran, who had come out of the darkroom, frowned. The two hours of seemingly innocuous chat just now were not only filled with Ueda's little tricks of collecting information about celebrities, but also before Ueda's final farewell

The invitation to the dance also made him, a historian from a later generation, inevitably suspicious.

Could that dance be a celebration banquet prepared in advance by the Japanese to invade Jinmen?

Today is the anniversary of the first time the temperature in Hiroshima exceeded 1,000 degrees Celsius. It is really an auspicious day.
Chapter completed!