In the hot and small darkroom, shirtless Wei Ran was busy printing out large-size photos one after another and hanging them on the drying line.

After repeating the work over and over again, when all the photo paper in the iron cabinet containing the consumables was exhausted, Wei Ran, who had been too sleepy to open his eyes, finally stopped.

Looking at the almost two hundred photos hanging on the wire that was used to dry the photos, Wei Ran let out a sigh of satisfaction.

These photos were not only selected from the films found in the cave before, but also mixed with some group photos he selected from the negatives in the metal book.

In the angles he captured, the unbearable tragedy, the corpses eaten by insects and ants with only white bones left, were all in stark contrast to the peaceful scenes whitewashed by the original owner of the camera, the Japanese reporter.

comparison.

Unfortunately, even if these photos were not shown to the indigenous people of this land, Wei Ran knew clearly that in this country still undergoing civil war, not many people were willing to discern or believe the truth of that period of history.

After taking off his rubber gloves and mask, Wei Ran turned on the faucet and washed his face. Then he put his shirt back on, fixed the pistol Zhong Zhen gave him, and re-encircled the base cage hanging on the door handle.

When he opened the tattered wooden door nailed with a ring of car inner tube rubber, Zhong Zhen was lying on a rocking chair snoring with a gun in one hand and a mobile phone in the other. The girl covered in bells was sitting not far away.

On the bamboo chair, she let the former put her feet on her legs and concentrate on playing a stand-alone tower defense game.

Seeing Wei Ran walk out of the darkroom, a look of surprise immediately appeared on the girl's face. However, before she could stop playing the game and prepare to wake up Zhong Zhen, Wei Ran made a silent gesture.

, he gently moved an old-looking electric fan to the door of the darkroom, adjusted its angle and pointed it at the photos that were still not drying.

Turning on the lowest wind speed, Wei Ran turned around and picked up the Marlboro and lighter on the other chair next to Zhong Zhen, lit one and walked out of the stuffy room.

At this time, it was still dark outside the door, and the streets under the corridor were extremely quiet. In contrast, the temple in the distance had already turned on its lights, and you could even vaguely see people queuing up.

Yawning, he took out his phone and checked the time. It was only about 3:50 in the morning. Logically speaking, it was the time of day when he should be sleeping soundly. After all, he had spent time with Master Sehao in Savage Mountain, so he naturally

You know, this is the time when the monks without electricity are hungry and start to eat their first meal.

Although the power-free monk can eat meat in large quantities, it is not comfortable at all. Among other things, the first meal of the day is scheduled at four o'clock in the morning, which will undoubtedly have an impact on the quality of sleep.

It just so happened that the second meal was scheduled for ten in the morning. As for the third meal, just be hungry, as you won’t be able to eat until four in the morning the next day.

After being so hungry all afternoon and all night, Wei Ran wouldn't believe it if these monks without electricity didn't suffer from stomach problems, gallbladder stones, sleep disorders and other minor ailments.

While he was looking at the temple in the distance and thinking wildly, Zhong Zhen also yawned and walked out covered in sweat.

"Did it wake you up?" Wei Ran asked, taking a puff of cigarette.

"I didn't sleep too much to begin with." Zhong Zhen also lit a cigarette and asked with a puff of smoke, "Are you done?"

“Basically done”

Wei Ran raised his chin in the direction of the darkroom, "We have to wait a little longer. It will probably take half an hour to an hour to dry. This damn place is too damp."

"In that case, don't wait any longer." Zhong Zhen waved away the smoke in front of his eyes. "I'll take you to a place to rest. I'll arrange for someone to keep an eye on the photos and send them to us after they dry."

"Okay, I'll pack up the negatives and take them away first."

Wei Ran flicked the cigarette butt away as he spoke, stepped into the stuffy room, collected the negatives that were still in the darkroom and put them into paper bags.

After a while, two strong men who had not been seen before appeared in the room outside the darkroom.

Wei Ran casually glanced at the weapon at the opponent's waist that was covered by the base cage, and put the paper bag containing the film into his bag.

“Leave it to them here.”

Zhong Zhen hugged the girl covered with bells and said, "After the photos are dry, they will collect them and send them to us. Brother Wei Ran, if you have any additional instructions, just tell them directly. They will both listen."

Understand Chinese.”

“Not many instructions”

While Wei Ran was talking, he took out two pairs of satin gloves from his bag and handed them to the two strong men, "Wear gloves when taking photos. The quality of the photo paper is not very good. Handling them directly will leave fingerprints.

In addition, every two photos are placed back to back in the same paper bag."

"No problem." One of the strong men assured him by patting his chest and took the gloves from Wei Ran.

"I'll leave this to you. Call me when you're done."

While Zhong Zhen was speaking, he had already taken out a wad of bills from his pocket and handed it to another strong man. He took the bright flashlight from the other man and left the room with Wei Ran and the girl covered with bells.

Walked outside the slum.

Walking in this direction, Wei Ran also noticed that Zhong Zhen secretly arranged for many people. Some of these people stopped at the intersection on motorcycles, and there were cigarette butts scattered all around. Some simply stopped in a certain place.

There are girls in the room facing the street enjoying the service, and others are at the entrance of the street, helping to watch the cars parked not far away.

Along the way, he handed out some cash to these people like a boy giving away money. Zhong Zhen yawned and got into the back seat of the car. He said something in Burmese to the girl covered with bells. After the latter heard the words,

He immediately got into the driver's seat, waited for Wei Ran to sit down, and immediately turned around and left.

"You don't look like a teacher, you look like a gang member." Wei Ran said half jokingly and half seriously.

"Gang?"

Zhong Zhen smiled with a weird look on his face, "Those are my brother's people, I can only be considered as someone who is in his favor. Compared with gangs and the like, how can it be more comfortable to be a university teacher? Especially a teacher from a medical university.

"

"How do you say this?" Wei Ran asked pretending to be curious.

“What else can I say?”

Zhong Zhen pointed at the girl who was driving and explained in a clear and logical manner, "Of course it's because there are many young and beautiful girls. The ones who can get into medical school are good girls with relatively good grades. It's hard to get along with such girls day and night.

What gang is 10,000 times better than being in a gang?"

"Get along day and night?"

Wei Ran smiled and didn't say much other than scolding him as a scumbag. Although the other party took it for granted and his temperament was very similar to Ji Ma's, Wei Ran could tell that the other party's reason just now was very clear.

Eighty-nine times it's fake.

Zhong Zhen grinned. He didn't think that "scumbag" was a bad description at all. Instead, he took out his phone and opened the photo album with great interest, showing off his beautiful students to Wei Ran.

Just when Wei Ran was dealing with Zhong Zhen in the same way as Ji Ma and the results were remarkable, Xiao Ling Ding, who was in charge of driving, said something.

Hearing this, Zhong Zhen looked in the direction of the front of the car, and Wei Ran also raised his head. Under the beam of the high beam, they clearly saw a car parked at the entrance of an alley on the roadside directly in front.

It was a dilapidated van, but directly in front of the van, where the lights were shrouded, there were several men waving sticks in their hands and beating two people huddled together, as if they were trying to snatch something from each other's arms.

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At the same time, several men were pulling two struggling girls and trying to put them into the van.

"The one who robbed" Zhong Zhen said with a normal expression, "He will also rob people after he gets it done. There is a bar across the alley, and there are usually many tourists here."

Before he finished speaking, the two girls were picked up by those holding sticks and stuffed into the van. The two who were still being beaten struggled to stand up and resist.

But at this moment, one of the gangsters pulled out a slender dagger and stabbed the two men who were beaten in the thighs. Then he greeted the others to get in the car, closed the door and drove away.

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At this moment, Zhong Zhen also happened to lower the window, and the three people in the car almost simultaneously heard the cries of the two girls who were stuffed into the car, and the desperate cry of one of the men who had been stabbed, "

Help"!

"Stop!" Zhong Zhen shouted without thinking, and the girl covered in bells also stepped on the brakes without thinking.

Before the car could stop, Zhong Zhen had already opened the door and jumped out. Immediately afterwards, the girl covered in bells also jumped out, quickly took out a medical kit with a red cross printed on it from the trunk and ran to the car.

Killed the two men who were stabbed.

"Hurry up and chase them! Chase them!" One of the men who was stabbed shouted anxiously, "My girlfriend was taken away by them!"

"Don't move, you've hurt your artery."

Zhong Zhen shouted as he took the tourniquet from the girl covered in bells, who then took out her phone and turned on the flashlight function.

Looking at the two injured people, and then at the van that was about to disappear, Wei Ran didn't hesitate at all. He opened the driver's door and got in. Under Zhong Xing's horrified gaze, he stepped on the accelerator and gave chase.

Go up.

Ignoring Zhong Zhen waving frantically in the rearview mirror, Wei Ran increased his speed, closing the distance between him and the van amidst the roar of the engine.

Although he didn't practice driving like Ji Ma, he was at least familiar with right-hand drive cars at Hongqi Forest Farm. In addition, there were no cars on the road in the dead of night, and the performance of Zhong Zhen's car was pretty good, so it was just

After running no more than three or four intersections, he kept parallel to the van.

However, what he didn't expect was that the van actually stopped after honking its horn, and then stopped on the side of the road with its lights on.

A moment later, the cab door of the van was pushed open, followed closely by the person sitting in the passenger seat. He opened the door in an extremely arrogant manner and said something to Wei Ran in Burmese.

"Do you speak Chinese?" As Wei Ran spoke, he also opened the door and got out of the car.

"Chinese people? It's not your turn to meddle in other people's business here."

The man with a fierce face grabbed Wei Ran's neck and warned him with contempt.

At the same time, the door of the van behind him also opened, and immediately, four or five shirtless men with sticks in their hands gathered around him.

After looking at his companions behind him, the man holding Wei Ran's neck winked. Then two people immediately opened the door of Wei Ran's car, obviously preparing to find something valuable.

"Do you know who I am?" Wei Ran asked with a smile.

"I don't care what you are."

"I am your father"

While Wei Ran was speaking, a slender Mauser bayonet was already in his hand, and the polished blade severely sliced ​​open the man's arm!
To be continued...