On the night when we arrived in Hangzhou, Wei Ran lived in a suite on the top floor of this office building.

Those who lived there were Zhong Zhen and his little bell. Compared to them, Qin Ershi hurriedly went downstairs and left after the dinner, not knowing where they went.

After carefully checking the spacious suite, Wei Ran pulled up the curtains and placed all the clues that he brought and the latest ones he got on the mahjong table in the room.

However, he did not continue to do anything, especially it was even more impossible to take out the metal notebook and go to die in such a hurry.

I took a shower calmly, and took out the latest horse-haired bag with the cover of my suitcase.

Wei Ran took out the coffee pot, lit the alcohol lamp and slowly brewed a pot of bitter Italian coffee for himself.

As his patient waited, steam pushed the thick coffee liquid out of the diversion tube and finally accumulated in the eggshell cup that had been placed in advance.

He took a sip with this full cup of coffee for two. The bitter smell made Wei Ran huddle his whole face together, but at the same time it dispelled his slightly drunkenness.

Taking advantage of the little awakening he found, Wei Ran drank a large mouthful of coffee and then lit a cigarette.

Although the nature of the Japanese defecation has changed, in fact, as long as you can find the person who sends the intimidation letter, you will be able to ask enough things. Perhaps he doesn't need to return to that panic era at all.

But at the same time, he knew that perhaps only when he returned to that era could he be able to collect more evidence of guilt.

"Is every man responsible?"

Wei Ran muttered to himself, picked up the coffee cup and took another mouthful of bitter coffee.

But it was inevitable that he couldn't help but wonder, if he could take this opportunity to return to Shencheng of that era, would he have the chance to meet Clermont and the others again?

Or rather, before the nature of this matter changes, this is the only reason why he is still interested in this matter.

After smoking a cigarette, Wei Ran slid all the coffee in the cup, but before the coffee started to work, he lay down on the bed and fell asleep as if he was having a bug.

That night, he slept very peacefully. In the suite two rooms and diagonally opposite, the bells rang for unknown how long.

In the blink of an eye, the next morning, when he slept until he woke up naturally, it was almost noon.

He slowly put on his clothes and pushed the door out, but he found that Qin Ershi was already waiting in the reception area not far away. However, what he didn't expect was that Miss Jiaya was sitting next to Qin Ershi.

"Happy New Year, Mr. Wei." Jiaya stood up and said hello.

"Happy New Year, Miss Jiaya."

Wei Ran shook hands with the other party and was about to say something, but Qin Ershi had already gotten up and walked to the elevator, "You guys talk, I'm going to go home to breastfeed the child, bye."

Before he finished speaking, he had already flashed into the elevator and pressed the closing key.

"The Second Life is such a good man who is in the family"

Wei Ran said a word that he didn't believe in.

"He's better have a child"

Jiaya, who was sitting by the tea table, said slowly while soaking Kung Fu tea. There was no threat in her tone, but Wei Ran was praying for her scum friend that he would have a child.

"Mr. Wei, I came this time because the Second Emperor sent me some photos last night."

Jiaya pushed a cup of tea and said bluntly, "Photo about the evil deeds Hirano Daisuke committed during World War II."

"Ms. Jiaya is also interested in these?" Wei Ran asked with a smile on his teacup.

"Do you still remember the two photo albums you found?" Jiaya also picked up a cup of tea and asked.

"certainly"

Wei Ran sucked a small sip of tea and squirted it a few times between his lips and teeth. After swallowing it, he took another sip. Then he said casually, "Although the lucky Mr. Luke was unfortunately killed because of one of the albums, Eiger and Lu Xinda are living well now."

"Mr. Wei still remembers that I held a press conference for those two albums and was preparing to make a movie?" Jiaya asked with a smile.

"certainly"

Wei Ran nodded, "I remember you also hired a director Hanbang?"

“Yes”

Jiaya nodded, “I saw a photo of the suspected massacre of the US military after the Battle of Bataan in the photo last night.

So if you can investigate any relevant clues, if it is convenient, I hope you can share it."

"If you can find it, of course it's okay." Wei Ran picked up the second cup of tea, "Can I know the reason?"

"If evil deeds are just individual cases, they are just individual cases. If evil deeds are common phenomena, it will be enough to cause longer discussion and hatred."

Jiaya said, also holding up the second cup of tea, "I don't mind letting the Americans see that more nuclear tricks are involved in the killing of their soldiers."

"I don't mind this, but I guess if it's just this reason, it shouldn't be worth Miss Jiaya's visit in person." After Wei Ran said that, he picked up the fair cup and poured himself a cup of fragrant tea.

"Related to Zhang Taichuan"

Jiaya said, "He was missing in the ink. In addition, he was not a spy like the II and you guessed, nor was he a traitor."

"It seems that Miss Jiaya knows his identity?" Wei Ran asked immediately.

"I do know, but he is indeed missing in the ink."

Jiaya sighed, "Mr. Wei, please help find him."

"He..." Wei Ran asked after hesitating for a moment, "Identity is important?"

“It’s very important”

Jiaya also poured herself a cup of tea, staring straight at Wei Ran sitting opposite him for a long time, and finally Zhan Yan smiled and said, "Wei Ran, find him, it's time to go home."

"Can Miss Jiaya provide more clues?" Wei Ran asked.

"There are no clues, and I only confirmed his identity yesterday."

Jiaya shook her head and sighed, "Mr. Wei, please give me this matter."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! "Okay" Wei Ran nodded.

"Take tea instead of wine, thank you first."

Jiaya said, picking up the teacup, lowering her figure, and taking the initiative to touch Wei Ran in an extremely formal manner.

The two of them drank the tea in the cup in one go. Jiaya put down the tea cup and said while walking towards the elevator, "I'll stay there soon. If you can find something, please be sure to notify me as soon as possible."

"I'll do my best"

Wei Ran responded gently, but did not try to keep the other person. He watched her walk into another elevator.

Almost as the elevator door closed, Zhong Zhen's little bell also carefully looked through their room, and then immediately shrank back.

Immediately afterwards, Zhong Zhen, who was dressed in a human form, walked out of the room.

"Why is that aunt gone?" Zhong Zhen asked carefully.

"Why are you so afraid of her?" Wei Ran asked with a smile.

"You didn't see it with your own eyes...Hi! Forget it, why would I tell you this?"

Zhong Zhen waved his hand and waved to the little bell waiting at the door of the room and said, "Since that person is also paying attention to this matter, I will not be in a hurry. If there are any new clues behind it, I will send you in time."

"What are you doing?"

Wei Ran looked at Zhong Zhen, who had already pressed the downward button of the elevator, and looked at the colorful branches that were waving, but there was a small gold bell hanging around his neck.

"What else can we do? There is paradise and Suzhou and Hangzhou? Of course, we are going to visit after a trip. And we can't help with the following things."

Zhong Zhen said naturally, and hugged the little bell beside him, and used his fingers to tick the little golden bell on the other person's neck.

"I might go back at any time," Wei Ran said with a smile.

"I won't go to see you off then. The less we meet, the better."

“I think so too”

Wei Ranshen nodded with consent, but he didn't even plan to wait with the elevator with the other party. He walked towards his room.

"Aren't you the best friends?" Xiao Lingling, who was hugged by Zhong Zhen, asked curiously in Chinese, not very standard.

"I am indeed a good friend, the most trustworthy friend." Zhong Zhen smiled and walked into the open elevator with his arms around him.

At the same time, Wei Ran had already pushed open the door and opened the curtains and stared at the view outside.

After a long time, he pulled up the curtains with a thud, carefully packed up all the items and luggage on the table, and turned around and left the room.

Finally, he looked at the three-color flag sandwiched in the bulletproof glass. Wei Ran walked into the elevator and walked down and left the office building.

Without saying hello to Qin Ershi or anyone else, Wei Ran took the recently departed high-speed train back to Tianjin and returned to the small western-style building alone.

After carefully turning around upstairs and downstairs, Wei Ran came to the basement with all the clues and placed them on the stage one by one. Then he could not wait to summon the metal notebook directly.

This year has passed and I have had enough rest. After a few days, the Lantern Festival is over, and I guess they should go to Kazan.

If you start the investigation at that time, if you find something, you will inevitably come back again. Instead of doing things first, it is better to save yourself trouble.

Of course, on the other hand, he was eager to go to the Kinmen Hotel in Shencheng again.

Amid his random thoughts, the metal notebook flipped to the latest page, and the quill also drew a pattern.

In this pattern, there is a man wearing a suit and a top hat, but holding a knife in his hand.

Unfortunately, in this sketch-like painting, this man only shows his back.

No other scenery was even drawn around this back.
To be continued...