"Conductor, I have a friend who used to play with women on the street next door."

After a long enough chat, the hot air balloon rolled up his sleeves as if to show off, and glanced at the watches on his wrists, "It's almost noon now, should we go over and take a look? They caught several

A beautiful young girl, and they also found a lot of red wine.

We can take a break and have something to eat there, and let the photographer take some special photos for us, and he’s the best at taking those kinds of photos.”

"Is there such a thing?" the new machine gunner asked in surprise.

"How else do you think he got his nickname as a photographer?" the hot air balloon hinted with a wink.

"Photographer, let's go to the street next door!" the conductor shouted enthusiastically.

"I don't have much film left. You have to remember to find some film for me." Wei Ran complained, while slightly increasing the speed of the car.

Under the guidance of the hot air balloon, Wei Ran drove the car to the alley where the ambulance was still hidden, and stopped at the gate of the yard on the other side of the alley.

Under Wei Ran's deliberate operation, the front and rear of the armored vehicle almost perfectly blocked the courtyard gate and the entrance to the alley next to it.

"Why are you here again?"

An armed man dressed as a Falangist didn't wait for the people on the armored vehicle to get off, then opened the ajar door slightly impatiently and asked.

This man was only about 1.7 meters tall at most, and the yellow-backed black-striped square scarf that randomly covered his face couldn't hide his thick beard.

Behind him, not only could one see the stinking corpse lying on the ground, but in the house further away, one could also hear the cries and pleas of children.

"I'm bringing some friends over to have some fun."

The hot air balloon said, and gave the other party a wad of shekels very generously, "Arrange a brother to help us look after the armored vehicles, and also help us get some food."

After carefully counting the bills in his hand, the man finally opened the door and waved to them, "Come in."

"Come with me!"

The hot air balloon had already jumped off the armored vehicle while he was talking, and he couldn't wait to ask, "Have you caught a new one..."

"You're lucky, you just caught two."

The person who opened the door pointed to the courtyard as he spoke. The conductor, Wei Ran and others also looked over subconsciously, and then...

Then Wei Ran saw Hanwad and Dalal, whose hands were tied and their mouths were gagged. The two little guys were cowering in the corner in fear.

"That little girl is mine." Wei Ran was the first to jump out of the armored vehicle before the conductor and others could react.

Someone took the lead, and the others, including the conductor, jumped out of the armored vehicle for fear of being beaten first - and took the belongings they had stolen along the way.

"I wish you have a good time." As he spoke, the bearded man who just opened the door closed the courtyard door from the outside, got into the armored vehicle, and sat in the machine gun tower.

"who's that person?"

The conductor, who had just become familiar with the hot air balloon along the way, asked as he walked inside.

"is my good friend"

The hot air balloon explained while beckoning the conductor, Wei Ran and others to the room, "His nickname is Bat. He used to serve outside the law. Do you know about the law?"

"Bat? Outlaw? Why didn't I listen..."

Before the conductor who had just walked into the room had finished speaking, an AK rifle was stretched out from behind the door and pressed against his temple.

At the same time, Wei Ran also pulled out the Makarov silent pistol and the titanium alloy pistol in the metal book, and held off the other two Falang Party members who passed him in front.

The last Falangist member was stunned for a moment and was about to touch his gun when the hot air balloon also used a silent Makarov to press against his lower back.

Almost as soon as the four of them were controlled, the wails and screams in the room stopped as if a switch was pressed.

Under the dull eyes of the conductor and others, two little girls who looked to be about twelve or thirteen years old walked out of the room hand in hand.

Immediately afterwards, Hanward and Dalal, who had been tied up in the yard before, also came up from behind and quickly took off the weapons on the conductor and others.

"What are you going to do?" the conductor asked angrily.

"Mr. Dongfeng, are you coming or should I come?"

While the hot air balloon was questioning Wei Ran, a man holding a gun against the conductor also came out from behind the door. This was an uncle who looked to be in his forties or fifties. He was a little shorter than the bearded man outside.

.And the body is still filled with a strong smell of tobacco.

"Let's go together, hurry up."

As Wei Ran spoke, he kicked the conductor on the knee. When the conductor knelt down on one leg uncontrollably, he had already put away the weapon in his hand and reached out to grab the conductor's elbow.

Amidst the continuous screams, Wei Ran pinched the elbow joints of the conductor and others apart one after another, and then roughly kicked their knee joints apart.

There was no need to discuss at all. Adults and children worked together to strip the conductor and others down to their shirts. Wei Ran immediately twisted the conductor's dislocated arm and walked into a bedroom and closed the door smoothly.

"Don't waste my time"

Wei Ran pushed the conductor onto the bed, pulled a sheet and tore it open. He tied the conductor who didn't dare to resist to the bed and said, "So it's best for you to answer whatever I ask."

"Let me go, let me go."

The conductor, who was obviously frightened, cried and begged, "My daughter is just seven years old, please let me go, I..."

“Just start with your family.”

Wei Ran said casually, "What is your wife's name, what is your daughter's name, and where is your home?"

"What are you going to do, what are you going to do?"

The conductor asked in horror. Obviously, the few questions Wei Ran had just thrown out casually had touched upon what he cared about most.

"It doesn't matter, I will always torture you."

As Wei Ran spoke, he had already pulled out the Mauser bayonet "used for revenge" from his sleeve, "If you don't want to talk about your family, just start with your squad."

Before he finished speaking, Wei Ran had already used a Mauser bayonet to lightly cut a wound on the other party's hairy thigh, "You'd better satisfy all my curiosity before I peel off all your skin."

"Stop! Stop! I say! I say everything!"

The conductor shouted in horror. Obviously, he was far less courageous than Wei Ran thought.

While he was busy, the hot air balloon also took a Falangist to another room and started interrogating him. The only middle-aged man who stayed behind quickly changed into a Falangist uniform and left with a gun on his back.

room, replacing the "bat" who was guarding the armored vehicle outside.

A moment later, Mr. Bat also dragged an armed man who was guarded by four Hanwad men into the kitchen.

After more than an hour of repeated questioning and mutual confirmation, Wei Ran placed the removed mandible and patella, hands and toes and even the conductor’s disobedient dick, ears, nose and most of his scalp on the bedside window sill.

superior.

Finally, he sprinkled some dry sand on the conductor's bleeding wounds to stop the bleeding. Wei Ran turned his head slightly towards the window sill and whispered against his incomplete ear, "Watch your wounds carefully."

Baby parts, don't let them be stolen, I'll go find your wife and your baby girl next.

Conductor, no, Mr. Arthur, I will do all the good things you did in the refugee camp today in detail on them."

After saying this, the conductor, who was almost cut into a human stick but was still alive, desperately twisted his body tied to the bed.

"Do you know why my code name is photographer?"

Wei Ran said, deliberately straightened up and raised the camera towards him, pretending to click the shutter at him and said, "I will take a picture of your current ghost appearance and send it to your wife and daughter. They will send it to you every time."

I meet you in my nightmares at night. When their thoughts are deep enough, I will visit them at home."

After saying that, Wei Ran put away the camera, covered the conductor whose vocal cords had been cut with a thick wool blanket, turned around and left the bedroom, closing the door behind him.

"Now it's time for us to talk." When the hot air balloon came out, he immediately took the initiative to say in French.

"Thanks"

Wei Ran took a Marlboro from the man who called himself Bat, and let him help light it before sitting down on the sofa.

Seeing this, Hot Air Balloon smiled and introduced, "His code name is indeed Bat, and he was my observer when I was outside the law.

Before joining the army, we were college classmates who went to France to study together. After retiring, he and I worked as helpers for MSF, and before that he was in charge of another medical team."

"Which extrajudicial force are you from?" Wei Ran asked out of nowhere.

The "13 and a half mixed brigade" hot air balloon and the bat answered in unison.

Wei Ran grasped the key point keenly, looked at the hot air balloon and asked, "How did he find you?"

"He was my friend on the freighter."

While the hot air balloon took off the scarf on his head, he gave an answer Wei Ran didn't expect, "It was Edelweiss who found him. No, to be precise, he found Rama and Edelweiss."

"Are they still alive?!"

Wei Ran immediately asked. At the same time, he also noticed that the hot air balloon had cut off his afro, and replaced it with a classic American pothead with some natural curls.

"Edelweiss and the other 11 children are still alive."

Bat also took off his scarf and replied, "I was looking for you in the Gaza hospital. I...I recognized Rama's body and her Polaroid camera, and also found Edelweiss who was busy in the operating room. "

"You...what did you say?"

Wei Ran looked at each other in astonishment, and at the same time couldn't help but secretly glance at Hanward and Dalal who were standing by the window to help look out for the wind.

"They don't know the bad news yet." The hot air balloon apparently guessed Weihan's concerns.

"Rama did not survive"
To be continued...