War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 54 The School Called A Men's Paradise

Wei Ran and Jima arrived in Kazan early in the morning two days later by the train going south, and he hardly dared to close his eyes on the way, not only because he was worried that the matter of killing the old man would come to light, but also because of the blood in his arms. Vials of heavy sands.Fortunately, except for a few drunks who walked through the wrong door, there were no accidents until they walked out of the Kazan train station.

When returning to the small village outside the city in Jima's van, Nicholas, who had received the news in advance, was already waiting at the door of the small building.The old man with age spots on his face looked very energetic today. A decent old-fashioned suit not only covered his tattoos all over his body, but even the messy braids on his head were shaved bald.

"You are finally back, did you bring anything back?"

"Bring it back." Jima patted his backpack, "Principal Nicholas, your outfit reminds me of my experience of going to school here."

"I also remembered the thing about you little bastard spying on the female teacher's bath." Nicholas didn't save Jima at all.And the latter raised his head proudly instead of ashamed, as if what he did was glorious.

"Where are the photos?" Nicholas asked Chao Weiran again after taking what Jima took out from his bag.

"A total of four rolls of film were taken, but I need a darkroom to develop the photos." While speaking, Wei Ran put the SVD sniper rifle still wrapped in canvas at the door.

"There's a darkroom on the second floor, come with me, I've even prepared the silver salt photo paper."

As if he hadn't seen the gun at all, Nicholas could not wait to lead the two young men to walk up to the second floor with him. Seeing the urgency, it was obvious that he was not going to let Wei Ran rest.

"Do you do it yourself or should I do it?" Wei Ran turned out the film box and asked, after all, the other party was a living KGB, so he didn't believe that the other party would not know how to do such untechnical things as photo editing.

"I you come"

Nicholas' tone was a bit apprehensive. After sending Wei Ran into the darkroom prepared in advance at the end of the second floor, he pointed to a room not far away, "I'll wait for you in that room."

Reluctantly walking into the darkroom, Wei Ran first familiarized himself with the placement of various things and the potions, then locked the door and turned on the dark red lighting.

After being repeatedly soaked in potion and water, the film was washed into a negative, and after drying, it was immediately fixed on pieces of Kazan-produced silver salt photo paper with the help of an enlarger.

When he fixed the washed photos on the drying line with clips, Inta City, which was soaked by the wind and snow, also appeared in the field of vision again, but in these photos, all that could be seen were black and white and various shades of grey.

By the time Wei Ran finished editing all the more than one hundred photos, the warm sun outside the window had already reached its highest point.Holding a thick stack of photos, I walked to the next room, and the small dining table was filled with sumptuous meals.But Jima has disappeared.

At the dining table, the things that Jima took out of the safe had already been opened in the plastic package. At this time, Nicholas was taking advantage of the sunlight outside the window to carefully look at the books full of traces of time one by one with reading glasses. photo album.

In the opened tin box, in addition to a slender plastic syringe and two platinum rings worn on a necklace, there is also a tin locomotive toy, a toy pistol, and a pink harmonica.

"Ready to wash?" Nicholas gently closed the photo album in his hand, took a stack of photos from Wei Ran, stared at each one carefully with his red eyes.

"A total of 144"

Wei Ran said that he was about to sit on the chair by the dining table, but he didn’t want Nikolai to hand him a card and a KGB badge from the Soviet era, “Go downstairs and eat, Jima is already waiting for you , In addition, the old newspaper about Aleutian and Zoya was also taken down by Jima."

"This is?" Wei Ran took the card and looked at it. There was only a name called "Hongqi Forest Farm" and a mobile phone number on it. Apart from that, there was not even a detailed address.

"Don't you want to learn something?"

Nicholas urged impatiently, "Just take that badge and call to find it. If you don't know the way, you can ask Jima to take you there. Now let me be quiet for a while."

Wei Ran, who didn't even have a bite of food, had to get up and leave the room, and went downstairs to find Jima who was maintaining his precious sniper rifle in that familiar classroom.

"You're finally down, should you eat first or take a rest first?" Jima asked as he put down the greasy cleaning stick in his hand.

Glancing at the Ukrainian dumplings on the table, Wei Ran, who was already so sleepy, suddenly lost his appetite, and simply handed the card still in his hand to Jima, "Do you know where this place is? I'm going to see it. Look."

"Hongqi Forest Farm? I know, I often go to this place." Ji Ma returned the card to Wei Ran, "When do you plan to go there?"

"If possible, let's do it now, and you can take a nap on the way." Wei Ran yawned and said, Nicholas upstairs obviously wanted to be alone, and he would rather stay away than stay here point.

"Then wait, I'll ask my mother to come over and guard Principal Nicholas."

After Jima finished speaking, he walked to the bathroom not far away, and at the same time kept nagging, "If I had known that the things I brought back this time would remind him of his wife and children, I would have thrown those things in the Inta, this old guy must be drinking too much today."

Wei Ran patted his forehead when he heard the words, "If you are worried about Mr. Nicholas, I can go later."

"It's ok"

Jima seemed to have thought of something terrible, washed his hands indiscriminately, and said quickly before the call was dialed, "I don't want to drink with him, and it can even be said that no one in our village is willing to drink with Principal Nicholas .”

Before Wei Ran could say anything, Ji Ma had already dialed the phone. While talking, he took his own gun and walked towards the gate. By the way, Wei Ran also carried the SVD sniper rifle that Wei Ran originally placed at the gate. into the van.

"Why are you carrying a gun?" Wei Ran asked puzzled after the other party hung up the phone.

"Didn't you go hunting?" Jima asked, who had already driven the car out of the yard. "Going to Hongqi Forest Farm at this time is of course hunting wild boars. If you don't have a gun, are you going to use a spear?"

"I"

Wei Ran squeezed the KGB badge in his pocket, and finally nodded dumbfoundingly, "Yes, it's for hunting."

"Hongqi Forest Farm is the forest with the most prey near Kazan"

While driving, Jima carefully reminded, "The private forest farm is on the east bank of the Volga River about 15 kilometers south of Kazan City, so you have about two hours to sleep. But I promise, wait for you Once there, I definitely don’t want to leave.”

"What do you mean?" Wei Ran, who had already closed his eyes, was suddenly aroused with curiosity.

"There is a school that all men yearn for." Jima exclaimed with yearning, "It is simply a paradise for men."

"Hunter School?" Wei Ran guessed.

"Hunter school? Victor, are wild boars and reindeer full of parasites in the paradise you yearn for?" Jima's face was full of contempt when he said this.

Wei Ran spread his hands, "It can't be 72 raisins or something?"

"That's right!"

Jima obviously understood what the former was talking about, but unexpectedly nodded in agreement, and then introduced wretchedly, "The school there specializes in teaching women's self-defense courses, and all of them are young, beautiful and rich girls."

"Really?" Wei Ran looked suspicious.

"Of course it's true!" Jima almost drooled from the corner of his mouth, "Especially the body class there, it's more interesting than the Ukrainian girl twisting her ass in the bar!"

"Are you sure the Hongqi Forest Farm you mentioned is the one written on the card?" Wei Ran asked suspiciously. If it wasn't for saving face for Ji Ma, he would have taken out the card and called the phone number on it to confirm first.

"It's definitely not wrong. If it's not there, I'll give you my shotgun." Jima made a promise with certainty.

This little gangster-like hunter was willing to use his own shotgun as security, and Wei Ran felt a little relieved, and snored before he fully arrived in Kazancheng District.

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