He was busy until dark, and even the statue of the motherland outside the window was lit up by the lights for more than an hour, and even the content in the negatives became various life photos and landscape photos after retirement. However, there were less than fifty negatives qualified to be scanned into the computer, and he could even be sure that the scanned photos were probably not related to the tank behind him.

"Clang"

Wei Ran threw the heavy magnifying glass on the table, muttering to himself while kneading his sore neck, "I'm going to waste another 50,000 rubles. I hope the professor can sell these negatives for a good price."

"Don't worry, I'll be able to sell these negatives tomorrow." Professor Alexe walked into the studio almost stuck, and brought Wei Ran a sumptuous dinner.

"I was scared, when did you come?"

Wei Ran quickly released the Tokarev pistol in the drawer. Professor Alexei put it in himself, so that if a thief comes in one day, he will not even have the power to fight back.

"Just arrived, come and have a meal."

Professor Alexei's lies came when he opened his mouth. He would not admit that he had arrived more than two hours ago. But seeing Wei Ran was busy, he quietly hid in the travel agency next door to drink coffee with his wife.

"Where is my aunt?" Wei Ran was too lazy to wash his hands. After opening the lunch box, he began to pluck the braised pork that was still steaming in his mouth.

"I went back an hour ago..." Professor Alexei realized that he had missed his mouth halfway through his speech. Without saying a word, he unplugged the power supply, picked up the laptop and ran out of the studio.

This old bastard!
Chapter completed!