"You sit down for a moment and wait until I call my eldest brother over to talk together."

Ms. Zhou poured Wei Ran a cup of hot tea and explained additionally, "My eldest brother is my uncle's son."

"Thank you." Wei Ran stood up slightly and took the fragrant tea brought by the other party.

"Dad, please sit down and listen together later."

After Ms. Zhou finished speaking, she quickly walked to another room next to the flower room. In less than a minute, she walked out with a middle-aged man who looked particularly elegant.

"Let me introduce"

After Ms. Zhou waited for everyone to get ready on the sofa, she first introduced Wei Ran and his purpose, and then said to Wei Ran, "He is my eldest brother and my uncle's son Zhou Qiguang."

"Hello Mr. Zhou"

Wei Ran shook hands with the other party respectfully, then took out the photos from the briefcase and the double-ended gun oil can he brought with him and placed them on the table. He picked out what he could say and recounted it carefully.

"That's right, that's right"

The white-haired old man picked up the oil can with a double-headed gun and said, "I have seen this oil can. When Brother Shouzheng was alive, he held this oil can every day. Young man, where is the letter?"

"The letter is still in Mo's Village." Wei Ran looked at the other party and replied, "We haven't opened the letter yet. We were originally thinking of..."

"well…"

The old man sighed, put down the gun oil can and said, "My eldest brother passed away in 1986. Before his death, he kept saying that when there was no more war, he would go back and send Brother Shouzheng and his brothers back together.

.In a blink of an eye, it’s been so many years…”

"Old man, back then..." Wei Ran asked thoughtfully, "Do you know what happened back then? Also, the Chinese characters on that helmet..."

"This matter started in 1942." The old man looked at the elegant middle-aged man walking in Bangbang, "Qi Guang, go and move all the boxes left by your father."

"Hold on"

The middle-aged man named Qi Guang nodded politely to Wei Ran, got up and went upstairs to bring down a wooden box that looked very old.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! As the wooden box was opened, Wei Ran's face couldn't help but be shaken.

The most conspicuous things in this box are a shiny wooden gun case and a neatly stacked set of British Expeditionary Force uniforms. On top of the uniforms, quietly lying a canvas-covered

A set of British Army P44 kettles and a second generation FS fighting dagger.

In addition, there are many small items in this box. These small items include a pocket watch-style compass, a Japanese soldier's body, etc.

Among the multifunctional knives seized, there was even a Minghai brand camera produced by the Japanese back then, and a Gurkha scimitar that had probably cut down countless Japanese and vines.

"These are all left by my eldest brother"

The old man sitting opposite Wei Ran carefully opened the stacked uniforms and took out a photo album with a slightly worn cover from under a pair of straw sandals and handed it to Wei Ran, "The things you want to know are basically all here.

It’s in this photo album.”

"wait a minutes"

Wei Ran took out a pair of white cotton gloves from the briefcase beside him as quickly as possible and put them on, then respectfully took the thick photo album with his hands.

Gently opening the almost patinated cover, the first photo Wei Ran saw was the one that Xia Shushi had sent, in which they were holding a kettle and clinking glasses in a cave.

However, around the photo fixed on the page, the name of the person pointed by the arrow was also marked in detail with black pen characters. At the same time, it was when he opened the album,

There was also a fleeting but hard-to-ignore burning sensation at the tiger's mouth of his left hand.

Rubbing the tiger's mouth with his gloves, Wei Ran continued to turn the pages. On the second page, there was also a photo fixed. In this black and white photo, it showed a burning bonfire. There was a bonfire on top of the bonfire.

Wei Ran was very familiar with the kettle, and there were a few people sitting around it who were slightly blurry because they were out of focus.

Around this photo, as if writing a diary, everything that happened at that time was recorded in black traditional Chinese pen characters.

"When this photo was taken, Mr. Luke and I, who were escaping with us, had not had any water or rice for a whole day. It was also on this day that I met Squad Leader Liang and Qin Shouzheng..."

Seeing that Wei Ran seemed to be immersed in the story recorded in the photo album, the white-haired old man gently waved his hand and led the elegant middle-aged man slowly towards the glass door leading to the flower room not far away.

Door.

After the door was closed, the old man reached out and picked off a dragon boat flower that was in full bloom, and said casually, "Qi Guang, call your cousin and ask him to arrange for someone to go to Mo's village to have a look."

"How to deal with it?" The elegant middle-aged man had already taken out his mobile phone while speaking.

"Let's take a look first. That young man doesn't seem to have any malicious intent."

The old man paused for a moment, and then continued with a certain calmness, "But if anyone dares to act recklessly in Mo's village, let your cousin send them directly to their mine and smash them with rocks until they die!"

"

"I'll make a call right now." The elegant middle-aged man had already pressed the dial button before he finished speaking.

Not long after the old man returned to the room, Wei Ran also finished flipping through the photo album page by page.

However, before they, the old and the young, could say anything, Xia Shushi discovered the call request.

"Sorry, I'll take a call."

Wei Ran smiled apologetically and waited until the old man sitting opposite nodded kindly before pressing the answer button.

"Brother Weiran, have you arrived in the UK?"

As soon as the video call was connected, Xia Shushi, who was wearing only shorts and a T-shirt on the screen, was trembling and stammering.

"You came to England?" Wei Ran asked in surprise.

"Just... Ah... Ah Zhi just arrived."

Xia Shushi wiped his heavy nose and said, "Have you found Mr. Guochang? I brought that letter... brought... Ah Zhi! I brought it. Come to the airport to pick me up quickly, and remember to bring me some clothes, Ah

sneeze!"

Looking at the surprised old man opposite, Wei Ran twitched his lips and asked, "You were robbed right after you got off the plane."

"Grab a piece of shit"

Xia Shushi blew his nose hard, got into a fast food restaurant, found a seat at the back and said, "I'm in a hurry. I've been in that damn place without electricity for so long that I forgot it's still winter. I

I didn’t even bring my card...ah--ah-ah! Come here quickly, or I’ll freeze to death if you’re later, I’ll be at the airport.”

"Just wait a moment." Wei Ran put his phone on the table and looked at the old man opposite him with an embarrassed look, who could no longer hold back his laughter.

"Qixiang, ask your friend to pick you up at the airport." The old man said with a smile, "Young man, please give your friend's phone number."

Upon hearing this, Wei Ran quickly found out Xia Shushi's phone number and gave it to Ms. Zhou.

Wait for the other party to start

After making a phone call, Wei Ran hesitated for a moment, then finally pointed to the pattern of the dagger and dragon boat flower on the photo album and asked, "Old man, I'm very curious about what this pattern means."

"No special meaning"

The old man smiled and explained, "When my eldest brother was alive, he took the husbands of my two sisters into trading business. That symbol is just their company's trademark."

"So that's it." Wei Ran said as if he suddenly realized it, not caring at all how true the other party's words were.

"Since your friend has arrived in England with the letter, let's take a good rest first. When your friend arrives, let's read what is written in the letter together."

"I'm sorry to trouble you," Wei Ran said politely.

The old man waved his hand kindly, "Qixiang, arrange a room for this young man, and then get some food. When his friends arrive, we can have a meal together."

"Come with me," Ms. Zhou warmly greeted Wei Ran upstairs and arranged a guest room for him that could just overlook the flower room outside.

Watching Ms. Zhou turn around and leave, Wei Ran quickly checked the room and immediately hid in the bathroom and took out the metal notebook.

Turning to the latest page, he saw at a glance that there was a blue vortex and a line of small words on the page - on the day of returning home, raise a glass and drink together.

The detective took out the items floating inside from the blue vortex. What he gave this time was the British P44 kettle that he had just seen in the wooden box. The difference was that the canvas cover of this kettle was still fixed.

A slightly worn cbi war zone armband.

Of course, as expected, the material of this kettle has once again been replaced by titanium and stamped with an hourglass mark. Even the metal lid seems to be thicker than the original.

Unscrewing the lid of the kettle, Wei Ran immediately smelled the strong aroma of wine. Although he only drank it once, he clearly remembered that Qin Shouzheng called this wine "local cannon wine".

After screwing the lid back on, he opened the canvas cover and took out the kettle and matching cup, and then took out a simple filter made of nylon cloth.
Chapter completed!