War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 1816 Love Special Code Who

"drug"

Zhao Jingrong said, "Mr. Musashi, I think there is nothing better than medicine, especially those in short supply, and we have a legitimate reason now, don't we?"

"Ms. Hirano Aoi's clinic is indeed a legitimate reason"

The drunk Hoshino Ichiro obviously understood Zhao Jingrong's hint, and he said bluntly, "I will get the scarce medicines from channels other than Mr. Hirano. I don't care who you sell the medicines to, but I need antiques, those that have been dug out from ancient tombs or passed down in a family for hundreds of years."

"Please rest assured"

Zhao Jingrong smiled and said, "China is very big, Mr. Mu will find enough buyers to take all the goods. There are also many ancient tombs in China, and my master can also take out the antiques you need."

"Ryunosuke, please take me back to the photo studio."

Ichiro Hoshino stood up with satisfaction, then staggered down the stairs with the help of Wei Ran and Zhao Jingrong, and got into the car parked at the door.

It was not until the car reached an intersection that Ichiro Hoshino took out a passport from his pocket and handed it to Wei Ran, "Ryunosuke, take it."

"what is this?"

Wei Ran took the passport in confusion and opened it to take a look. With the dim light from the street lamp outside the window, he could vaguely see that there seemed to be a photo of himself on the passport.

"From now on, you are a real nuclear recruiter." Ichiro Hoshino's tone was filled with the arrogance of a savior.

"Is this mine?"

Wei Ran reacted very quickly and showed his surprise. He stopped the car under the street light, opened the door and looked at the passport carefully.

This passport does have his photo, and the name is also Ryunosuke Musashi.

"This is a piece of crap that will be ready in a few years."

Wei Ran cursed in his heart with great disgust, but when he got back into the driver's seat, what came out of his mouth was full of sincere gratitude.

“It’s nothing”

Hoshino Ichiro waved his hand and said, "Ryunosuke, our business with Mr. Ji and Boss Mu will grow bigger and bigger in the future. You have to help me do two things."

"I'll follow your instructions!" Wei Ran began to show his loyalty with increasing gratitude.

"First, you need to find out whether the origins of those antiques are reliable."

Hoshino Ichiro said, "Secondly, you have to find out who those goods were sold to. I mean the real buyers."

"The teacher wants to"

"We can skip Mr. Mu," Hoshino said, "which will allow us to make more profit."

"I'll find a way to find out!" Wei Ran promised immediately.

"Go back," Ichiro Hoshino waved his hand, "I'm tired."

Hearing this, Wei Ran slowly drove the car again and took Ichiro Hoshino and the suitcases that had been loaded into the car to the second floor of the photo agency one by one.

After parking the car, Wei Ran took a rickshaw and rushed back to the Shikumen building.

However, as soon as he entered the door and went upstairs, he saw Lin Qiaoan, Zhao Jingrong, Zhang Taichuan, and even Zhang Zhengqi, Xiaowu and Liuzi were there.

"You are finally back, I have been waiting for you."

As Zhang Taichuan spoke, he pushed Wei Ran into the morgue on the second floor.

At this time, a table had been set up in the room with the windows blocked by a quilt, and it was filled with not very sumptuous food and wine. But at the very top, there was a tablet with the words "Mingxiang Drama Society" on it.

"We'll open the box tomorrow and have a dinner as usual."

Zhang Taichuan said, first filling three glasses of wine in front of the tablet, and then poured a glass of wine for each person, "Cheers!"

"Dry!"

Several young men, who were of different generations but not much different in age, raised their glasses and clinked them together, then drank them all in one gulp.

"Drink less tonight, don't miss the event."

Zhang Taichuan whispered, "Early tomorrow morning, the grain collection team will leave the city to collect grain again. This time, the beast finally gave in. He gave us a box of sulfa and a box of morphine."

"So many?" Lin Qiaoan and Zhao Jingrong exclaimed.

"It's a lot, but it's also a lot of trouble." Zhang Taichuan gritted his teeth and whispered, "That beast asked for 3,000 kilograms of rice."

"Mr. Duo?" Liuzi exclaimed, "Three thousand kilograms? We can't even get three thousand kilograms of hot shit together!"

"I don't even want to give them 300 kilograms," Zhao Jingrong snorted.

"Give it to me. Give it to me generously. Give me five thousand kilograms." Lin Qiaoan said suddenly.

"Where are you going to get it?"

"Can't we just take it back?"

Lin Qiaoan said with a smile, "This time we must not only take back the 5,000 kilograms of rice, but also the grain collection team. We must not leave them any of the mule carts, the rattles, and the money for the goods!"

"I think this trick of getting something for nothing will work!"

Zhao Jingrong immediately agreed, "By the way, kill the two guys around Old Yan. They are not good people."

"I'll tell everyone to tie their bags when I get back!" Liuzi said immediately.

"Jingrong, find an excuse to hide." Lin Qiaoan said, "It's Old Yan who should take the blame."

"Jingrong will pick you up at the dock tomorrow"

Zhang Taichuan said, "There will be a passenger ship coming from Guangzhou at noon. You two can go visit Laogui together."

"Okay, I'll prepare a gift for that old ghost tonight." Lin Qiaoan agreed.

"Then I'll ask for leave from the beast tomorrow. Old Yan will definitely bring extra things when he knows I'm not with him. By then, the two guys around him will have to go and tip him off. He'll have to take the blame for this."

After Zhao Jingrong finished speaking, he asked, "Wei Ran, what did the old ghost say on the way back?"

"Let me find out whether those antiques are real or fake, and let me find out who I sold them to."

Wei Ran said, taking out the passport, shaking it and throwing it on the table, "He's just using this broken thing that's too hard to even wipe your ass with to get rid of his grandfather."

Picking up the passport and taking a look at it, Zhao Jingrong said with a smile, "Is this crappy thing fake?"

"Even if it's true, I don't care," Wei Ran asked, "What should I say then?" "Leave it alone for now."

Lin Qiaoan said, "We can use this incident to break up the relationship. We can't let him think that we have such a good relationship."

"That bastard Hirano wants to skip over the old ghost and go it alone."

Zhang Taichuan sneered, "The people in Osaka are so stinky that they would sell their parents and wives for the right price."

"Speaking of this, has Laogui taken a fancy to Hirano Aoi?" Zhao Jingrong asked with a wink.

"I think so," Zhang Taichuan agreed.

"I think that girl is probably attracted to you," Zhao Jingrong continued jokingly.

"Don't disgust me"

Zhang Taichuan changed the subject, picked up the wine pot and poured a glass of wine for everyone sitting around, "Come on, take a glass, and we'll clear the table after we finish this glass of wine."

"Would you like to take a picture?" Wei Ran asked, picking up the cup.

"Don't shoot today. If we're found, it'll be trouble." Lin Qiaoan raised his glass and said cautiously, "Cheers, after we finish drinking, hurry back to make arrangements."

"Cheers!" Everyone lowered their voices and gently clinked the cups in their hands together.

After drinking a glass of wine, everyone stuffed a few mouthfuls of food into their mouths, then each picked up a plate or a wine jug and left the dead room.

After returning to his own room, Wei Ran locked the door, took out the camera box, and developed all the negatives he had taken today in advance.

This would save him a lot of time tomorrow. He had a feeling that Ichiro Hoshino would go visit a friend tomorrow, so he planned to take the opportunity to look through the luggage that Ichiro Hoshino brought back to see if there was anything valuable.

After a long and busy time, all the films were developed. He then hung them up and put away the camera box.

That night, Ichiro Hoshino, who was over fifty years old, dreamed of Aoi Hirano.

That night, Hirano Daxiang, who was secretly fed drugs by Zhang Taichuan, also found the joy of giving Pacific Ocean an injection on the big foreign horse who had smoked enough opium in advance.

The next morning, Zhang Taichuan and Zhao Jingrong got up early and went to the next door of an idle building to wake up Hirano Daxiang, who was walking unsteadily and had cold sweat on his forehead.

"Chief Hirano"

Zhao Jingrong bowed and said apologetically, "It is said that drinking will cause delays. Yesterday, I was only thinking about entertaining Miss Hirano Aoi and Mr. Musashi who just came back. I forgot that Boss Mu will be back today. Do you think it would be better to let Old Yan lead the grain collection team today?"

"Alright"

Hirano Daisho didn't care, "I just want those things."

"Don't worry, don't worry."

Zhao Jingrong said, leaning close to Hirano Daxiang's ear and whispering, "I went to pick up Boss Mu, just to talk to him about the shipment as soon as possible."

"I'll give you a whole day off!" Hirano Daxiang said immediately, "Let Yan Sang lead the grain collection team."

At the same time that Zhao Jingrong got the "leave note", Wei Ran had also rushed to the photo studio and started cleaning before Ichiro Hoshino got up upstairs.

Now that "Kawaguchi" has left and "Nakamura" has returned to his hometown to see the cherry blossoms, he is the only one left working at the photo company.

"Ryunosuke, don't do these things today."

Hoshino Ichiro, who had changed into a kimono, came down from upstairs and said, "I'm going to visit a friend and will be back soon. Please develop the photos from yesterday and I will send them to Miss Hirano later."

“I’ll start now.”

Wei Ran said, "I'll lock the door first, in case I'm in the dark."

“It doesn’t matter if it’s closed.”

After saying this, Ichiro Hoshino hurriedly left the photo studio with a few souvenirs in his hand, and got on a rickshaw towards Mr. Aoi's izakaya.

Throwing the broom in his hand away, Wei Ran hung up a closed sign and locked the door from the inside.

This was not the end. He then took out a wire he had prepared in advance and blew out the fuse by short-circuiting it. Then he picked up the broom and went upstairs again.

After walking into Ichiro Hoshino's room and observing it, I found that this Japanese tatami room was spacious enough and all the furniture was Japanese style.

Especially on that kotatsu, there were more than a dozen photos scattered around, all of which were photos of Hirano Aoi on the boat.

"The Immortal"

Wei Ran cursed silently, but did not touch the photos. Instead, he walked to the safe where the shrine was placed.

He opened the safe easily, but Wei Ran couldn't help but frown when he saw what was inside.

The safe was almost empty. I say almost empty because besides a few gold bars and some banknotes, there was only an envelope containing a letter from Jakarta to Osaka. Unfortunately, the letter had never been opened.

Even so, Wei Ran took out his camera and took a photo of the address of the letter.

After locking the safe again and restoring it to its original state, Wei Ran made another rough check in the room and finally found a photo frame in the drawer of a desk in one of the rooms.

In this photo frame, Ichiro Hoshino is wearing a kimono and sitting on a chair. Behind him is a girl who looks somewhat like him, and a young man with two buck teeth and glasses, looking silly.

Without exception, both of them were wearing kimonos, and they were happily holding hands, as happy as a pair of mentally retarded children.

Could it be his daughter and son-in-law? After a little thought, Wei Ran raised his camera again and took a new photo.

After continuing to search the rooms on the second floor, he decisively went downstairs, entered Ichiro Hoshino's office and opened the safe there.

Compared to the one upstairs, the contents of this safe are much richer. There are several trays full of labeled films, a pistol with bullets loaded on it, and of course, an account book.

Unfortunately, I don’t know if it’s because it’s the beginning of a new year, but this account book is new and there’s nothing on it.

Cleaner than the face

Wei Ran locked the safe with a little disappointment, then found the fuse and replaced the main switch of the photo studio. After turning the power on again, he went into the darkroom.

When he started to get busy, Zhang Taichuan, who served as an interpreter, also accompanied Hirano Daxiang to Dongyi Photo Studio and helped Hirano Aoi, who had just arrived, to set up the room and do shopping upstairs and downstairs.

As for Zhao Jingrong, he also rushed to a cafe near the dock, ordered a cup of coffee and waited patiently.

Outside the city, Old Yan, who had more than a hundred soldiers under his command, was completely stunned. Along the way, there was no stronghold or intersection where the Japanese or even puppet troops had more people than him!

Perhaps it was because of this confidence, and because neither Zhang Taichuan, Zhao Jingrong nor Wei Ran followed him this time, so after delivering the two sealed boxes to the coffin shop, he immediately loaded a lot of hardware and daily necessities produced in the concession onto the cart.

Don't underestimate these things. You can make a lot of money by transporting them to the countryside.

Old Yan's appetite is not limited to these. Among these things, this time he helped a dock gang he accidentally met more than a month ago to smuggle several large boxes of arms!

Although Old Yan knew exactly who the arms were shipped to, he didn't care at all. As long as he could make money, he would buy whatever he wanted!