Early the morning after a Chinese historian was attacked, to be precise, it was 7 a.m. China capital time and 2 a.m. Kazan time. Wei Ran also received a video call from his mother.

And all night before that, he had already received videos from his aunt Zhou Shujin, calls from Mr. Charlotte from the UK, Mr. Hans, the idiot's son from Germany, and even Al Gore from the United States.

Greetings from friends from all over the world, including Man's son Makar, old friend Carlos, an American lawyer, and Ninel, who is considered a half partner.

Because of all the greetings, Wei Ran had to take the initiative to ask for a private ward, otherwise Greva and Pavlo, who were in the same ward, would not be able to sleep that night.

Wei Ran, who was sleepy with dark circles under his eyes, first explained to his biological mother that nothing was wrong with him, and then explained why he was in a bad state and looked like he hadn't woken up, but in fact he hadn't slept at all. Finally, he made sure that he had not slept at all.

She would find an opportunity to go home in a few days and let her old man see his live son with beards and tail. This could appease her.

The video was just hung up here, and Guqin master Chen Guangling, who is a close friend in China and can be regarded as a teacher and friend, also sent a video, saying that he had just seen the news of his attack on the morning news.

After another patient explanation, he had just hung up the video, and Xia Shushi also queued up to send voice messages one after another.

"Be alive, nothing will happen."

Wei Ran, who didn't click on these voice messages at all, directly replied to the other party with a voice message. Without waiting for the other party to continue asking, he simply turned on the airplane mode of his phone and threw it on the table next to him.

Greva's younger brother had given this phone to him a few hours ago, but now he would rather have it in the basement of the library - socializing is too tiring.

At any rate, I slept for four or five hours in a daze. When it was daylight, Ji Ma also carried a large bouquet of flowers, took Maya into the ward, and lifted the quilt from Wei Ran.

"It's okay, it looks like there are no missing parts."

Ji Ma nodded with satisfaction, threw the flower in his hand onto Wei Ran's crotch, and said, "Get up and go home quickly."

"How did you come?"

Wei Ran put the bouquet he caught with his hand on the table and asked, then stretched again, then got up with a yawn, and turned off the airplane mode of his phone.

In the series of message notifications, Wei Ran also noticed that the female translator named Wan Qiu also sent a video link via WeChat.

Before he could click on the link, Maya said, "We received a call from Greva last night, and then we asked Alili to fly us back from Belarus. The filming there has also been completed recently.

I can just turn down some less important interviews.”

Before she could finish her words, Ji Ma lowered her voice and asked, "You're really not hurt?"

"It's no big deal," Wei Ran responded in a low voice, got up and walked out while asking, "Where are you going?"

"Of course you're going to my house."

Ji Ma winked and asked, "Why do you look so weak? Did something happen with the nurse last night?"

"Are the nurses here very beautiful? I didn't even notice it," Wei Ran said, and looked at Maya meaningfully.

"Which nurse do you like again?" Maya asked Jima with a smile.

"I just came in and didn't even open my eyes."

Jima made some nonsense, and while walking out, he changed the subject and asked, "Where are Aurora and the others?"

"They are in France. They will probably be back at noon today."

Wei Ran explained in a low voice, then left the ward and the hospital, got into an inconspicuous van, and drove straight out of the city.

However, although Jima said he was going back to his home, the car actually drove in the direction of Hongqi Forest Farm, and met several other off-road vehicles along the way.

While driving, Wei Ran also clicked on the link sent by Wan Qiu, and soon after, a smile appeared on his face.

In this video, it is a press conference hosted by Jia Ya herself. On the big screen beside her, the photos in the photo album are constantly jumping. At the same time, Jia Ya also uses fluent English and an extremely affirmative tone to prove

She found out that what the arrogant Han Bang country killer said was true, and also announced the Internet address for downloading these photos, and she also said very generously that any anti-war, anti-French silk-sucking themed exhibition activities and cultural activities can be

Feel free to use these old photos.

When asked if the album could be displayed, Jia Ya also immediately showed several photos of herself holding the album, saying that the album was currently undergoing maintenance and invited some historical experts to find the other two photos in the album.

The identity of the executioner.

With this, Jia Ya also named the news that a certain historian was attacked last night, and expressed her regret to the historian whom she had never met.

At the end of this press conference, Jia Ya, who was dressed in formal attire, made it clear that her company was willing to spend a sum of money to invite a well-known Korean director to shoot a movie based on the killer.

, a high reward will also be offered for the true identities of the other two executioners in the album.

What is quite interesting is that whether she explicitly promised the start-up capital or the reward for the identity of the other two executioners, the currency unit used was neither the US dollar nor the Philippine peso, but the currency unit she clearly wanted to bring down a certain troublemaker.

GBP".

The director Hanbang Guo, who only appeared at the end of the press conference, also said that he would open a fund-raising platform in the near future, and sincerely hoped that more people would contribute to this anti-war, anti-French silk-sucking film.

Knowing that with the broadcast of this press conference, he was no longer in any danger, Wei Ran breathed a sigh of relief as he turned off the video and turned off the screen.

Naturally, he is not afraid of anyone doing anything to him, but he has to consider the people around him.

What's more, as the saying goes, if you are not afraid of thieves, you are afraid of being noticed. It is naturally a good thing to have a tall person to resist all the limelight.

He drove smoothly to the Hongqi Forest Farm, and far away, he saw a cast-iron statue erected at the entrance of the main building that was exactly the same as the entrance of the library.

Under the statue, Teacher Anna, Culp and Gorman have been waiting for a long time.

"Isn't it a bit too grand?" Wei Ran, who had already removed the gauze on the way, opened the door and jumped out as he spoke.

"It's just a coincidence." Culp smiled and patted Wei Ran on the shoulder, "You can really cause trouble."

"How can you blame me?" Wei Ran spread his hands with an innocent look on his face.

"Were you responsible for the street murders in Australia?" Anna asked straightforwardly.

"Isn't he the arrogant assassin from the country with a stick in his name?"

Wei Ran responded with a playful smile, which was equivalent to admitting the other's guess in front of Jima and Maya.

"well done"

Culp praised with great satisfaction, "I mean, that arrogant country killer with a stick did a good job."

"Don't waste time," Gorman said as he lit a cigarette, "Victor, come with me quickly."

"You two and Anna go to the acting classroom." Culp greeted Jima and Maya, then looked at Anna, "I'll wait for you above."

"See you later"

After Anna finished speaking, she waved to Jima and Maya, and led the two of them to follow Culp towards the main building of the forest farm.

"Let's go quickly, we don't have much time."

Gorman urged Wei Ran and led him to the counseling center, then opened the locked stairwell and led him to the basement.

"Gleva's friend sent those three unfortunate guys here yesterday."

Gorman led Wei Ran toward the end of the basement and said, "I happened to be working overtime at the studio at the time, so I helped you treat their wounds by the way."

"Are your hands itchy?" Wei Ran asked with a smile, "Makar called me last night."

"What did he say? How is their family doing?" Gorman immediately forgot about the original matter and even stopped walking.

"He saw the news about my attack"

Wei Ran also stopped, declined the cigarette offered by the other party and said, "That's why you called me and we had a brief chat."

Pretending to reach into his pocket and take out the lighter from Leningrad, he helped Gorman light a second cigarette. Wei Ran continued, "Their family is living very well now. Not only have they paid off all their bills, but also

Bought several surrounding farms and several high-end pickup trucks.

Now there are tourists sent by April almost every month, and he and his friends also took the lead in organizing a cowboy hunting club. Almost every week, friends go to his farm to play gun riding and horseback riding.

He told me that in the past, all the farms he and his friends had were wild boars and hares, but now he even needs to open up a special area to raise wild boars and hares to barely make enough for consumption."

"Any more?" Gorman urged.

"Mrs. Uma no longer has to work."

Wei Ran leaned against the wall and continued, "Makar renovated her house and bought her a Ford scooter. Mrs. Uma's only job every day is to take care of little Gorman.

By the way, little Gorman is now attending a very expensive private kindergarten, and his family has obviously lived a wealthy life."

"Let's go"

Gorman crushed the cigarette he had only taken a few puffs on against the wall and continued walking toward the end of the basement.

"Makar also said that the next Orthodox Christmas, his family is going to take Mrs. Uma to spend the holiday in Odessa, a city in Ukraine."

"What did you say?!" Gorman immediately turned around and looked at Weiran Weiran.

"They plan to spend next Christmas in ugly Odessa."

Wei Ran repeated again, "Of course, I don't know where exactly they want to celebrate the festival in Odessa."

"Belyaevka." Gorman muttered subconsciously, and then took steps again.

"I haven't told anyone about this except you," Wei Ran muttered to himself, and followed him into the room at the end of the basement.

In this small room, there are three iron frame beds under the pale fluorescent lamps. On each bed, there is a person helping with bandages. And on the side of the door of the room, there is a baby wagging his tail crazily.

Leah and the head-brained Mr. Gorbachev, there are two big teeth-grinding sticks next to them.

After touching two different styles of dog heads, Gorman pointed to the three people on the hospital bed and said, "Two of them are not serious, but the one bitten by Beria had both wrist joints bitten.

It was worn, the cartilage tissue was damaged, and the blood loss was very serious. Although he can survive, he may be disabled in the future, and he seems to have a mental problem."

"Are you having mental problems?" Wei Ran glanced at the person Gorman pointed at in confusion.
To be continued...