The woman in formal attire nodded, "Next..."

"Next, let's find out when that German woman came to recruit!"

The man behind the desk said irritably, "This is the most important thing. We need to check carefully to see who the missing sensitive information was sold to by that stupid woman. By the way, where is her family?"

"She has been silenced by her employer," the woman in formal attire said.

"Continue to investigate, this will be this year, no, this may be the most important thing next year. Deploy more people to find those biological information, keep an eye on the dark web and the international black market, and clean it up immediately once that information appears.

"

"I'll make arrangements right away"

Before she finished speaking, the woman in formal attire immediately turned around and left the office.

"The monitoring software on their mobile phones seems to have been cleared," Anfiya said while typing on the keyboard in the basement of the library.

"Can we invade them?" Anfisa asked.

“It’s hard”

Anfiya shook her head, "The other party will definitely not make such a stupid mistake. We may be suspected if we invade rashly."

"In that case, let's go have a drink."

Anfisa stood up and said expectantly, "I went to Jima's house in the afternoon to get another piglet. We will definitely succeed this time!"

"Should we forget it?"

Anfiya said with a grimace, "I don't want to try the burnt pig skin."

“It was just a mistake last time”

With that said, Anfisa had already picked up some canned vegetables and left the basement happily.

In the last few days of the year, due to the participation of Suisui's parents, Chinese dishes on the dining table have become a regular guest.

Not surprisingly, Professor Alexei also took a fancy to the flag that Weihan brought back from Spain not long ago.

In order to appease Jiu Mengzi, who was both his teacher and his father-in-law, Wei Ran could only give him the Berlin honor guard he had received before as a gift.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! This gift obviously makes Professor Alexei particularly satisfied. As for the weiyan, he really doesn’t care about it. It doesn’t mean anything to him.

It's just a problem.

Time flashed to the second day of the new year, and my aunt hurried to Murmans dragging Professor Alexei, who had fallen in love with tequila, with Makar and Diego's families also saying goodbye and leaving on the same day, preparing to return.

Go to the United States to complete the business settlement as soon as possible.

After seeing off her family and friends one after another, Suisui leaned on Wei Ran tiredly, "I'm about to enter the period of social burnout. Why am I so tired at the end of this year?"

"How many waves of people have come here before and after"

Wei Ran yawned as he spoke, "It's finally quiet now. What are your plans for today?"

"Sleep, I have to go back and have a good sleep before we talk." Suisui also yawned as she spoke.

As early as four days before the new year, Suisui gave all her employees a holiday.

However, except for the pink girls who were busy returning to Inta, the rest, whether they were girls Hela, Katenka, or Marta, were all homeless in a certain sense.

Because of this, even if these girls had no work during the holidays, none of them thought about going out to play for a few days. Instead, they stayed with peace of mind and spent the New Year lively together.

Naturally, Suisui, a smart girl, seemed to have forgotten and didn't even ask those employees who claimed to be "overseas students" why they didn't go home. Instead, she treated them equally like a parent and took them to have fun for a few days.

.

In a sense of tacit understanding, this somewhat confused New Year's Eve was extremely successful and lively, and everyone was extremely happy.

From the 3rd to the 10th, Suisui spent a week's holiday to recuperate her energy and once again devoted herself to intense work.

Also on the 10th, Wei Ran, who wanted to continue to be lazy, was unprepared to welcome the American customer introduced to him by Niniel.

"Hello, Mr. Victor, I am Brad Downey. Mr. Fidel introduced me here."

In a specially designated reception room in the library, an old man who looked about fifty years old and had a standard mixed-race appearance greeted Wei Ran who came after hearing the news very politely in French.

Here comes a ninety-degree bow full of cherry flavor.

"Mr. Brad, please take a seat."

Wei Ran raised his eyebrows, and after shaking hands with the other party, he asked him to sit down. The Fidel he mentioned was Nineel's name in the United States.

"I did hear Fidel mention you..."

"Fidel and my father were very good friends"

Brad explained, "My father was supposed to come to visit you in person, but he was already admitted to the hospital at Christmas. I came here to ask you to complete the investigation as soon as possible, at least not to let him take you away."

Move away with regret."

"Your father..."

"Pancreatic cancer," Brad said, "I'm afraid his time is running out."

Having said this, Brad seemed to have thought of something in hindsight. He quickly opened the briefcase he brought, took out a few things from it and placed them on the table. At the same time, he kept saying, "Wei

Mr. Kedo, if you can help us investigate what we want to know, these things will be yours."

Hearing this, Wei Ran did not speak in a hurry. Instead, he took out a pair of gloves and put them on, and looked at the things placed on the table one by one.

The first thing is a photo album, which is full of negatives.

After getting the other party's permission, Wei Ran took out his phone and adjusted the screen to maximum brightness, then brought up a pure white photo, and finally covered the screen with a tissue.

After making these preparations, he placed his phone under the negatives and browsed around them roughly.

These photos are basically taken by aerial cameras, and they are all of the ground on fire.

"Is this what your grandfather left behind?" Wei Ran just flipped through a few pages and put away his phone.

"Yes, it was left by my grandfather. His name is also Brad Downey."

"Can we just chat?" Wei Ran asked the question without raising his head, and at the same time he was carefully looking at the second thing.

This is a photo album covered in crocodile skin. When you gently open it, there is an English signature of "Curtis Emerson LeMay" on the title page. There is a metal tube fixed next to it.

Continuing to scroll back, the album is full of photos from the Second World War.

There is an airport, ground crews transporting artillery shells, B29 bombers refueling and loading bombs, and US soldiers in various poses.

"This cigar was originally stored in this metal tube."

Brad pointed to a third object, then to the metal tube fixed to the edge of the album, and then asked, "What do you want to talk about?"

“Just a casual chat”

Wei Ran said casually as he picked up the third thing, "For example, your bloodline."

"My grandmother was a recruiter," Brad said, "and my mom was a recruiter."

"Your father participated in the Vietnam War?" Wei Ran raised his head and asked.

"That's right"

Brad nodded, "He lost one of his paws in Yue Difficulty. How did you guess that?"

"I can't think of any other way for your father to have the opportunity to meet a more difficult girl."

As Wei Ran spoke, he placed the glass tube in his hand on the table again. There was a complete cigar sealed inside, which also had the English signature of "Curtis Emerson LeMay" on it.

"Is this considered a specialty of historians?" Brad smiled. He didn't seem to feel that the conversation just now was rude.

“It’s considered an occupational disease.”

Before Wei Ran finished speaking, he had already picked up the last item, which was a brass key ring that was as thick as a wrist and extremely solid in workmanship.

On this key ring, one by one, there are red ribbons.

"Is this the napalm safety pin tab?" Wei Ran asked.

"That's right." Brad nodded and confirmed Wei Ran's guess.

"Now there's only one last question left."

Wei Ran said, already taking off his gloves, "Fidel told me that his friend hopes that I can find a way to prove that those signatures are indeed left by General Le Mei, and then he will auction them and use part of them to pay

The cost of hiring me. But just now you said, use these things as my reward?"

"That's right"

Brad nodded, reached out and opened the photo album with the signature. After flipping through it skillfully, he pointed at one of the photos and said, "One of the purposes is to investigate whether those signatures were left by General Le Mei, but

The main purpose is to hope that you can help us find a way to find where this person has gone."

"Is there anything special about him?"

Wei Ran looked at the person in the photo and asked. The photo was taken of a blond young man. He was shirtless and smiling brightly. At his feet, he also stepped on a solidified letter filled with various beautiful greetings.

Petrol bombs.

"He is a thief and stole my grandfather's amulet." Brad said with a trace of unhidden resentment in his tone, "I want to find that amulet."

"So do you want me to help you confirm the authenticity of the signature, or do you want me to help you find the person in the photo, or do you want me to help you find your grandfather's stolen amulet?" Wei Ran said bluntly.
To be continued...