In a private room with only four people, Wei Ran and Xia Shushi accompanied Simpson and the young translator Tang to drink a bottle of high-end liquor provided by the hotel, but the bottle that translator Tang bought was never opened.

Pass.

At the end of the meal, Xia Shushi took advantage of Translator Tang to go to the bathroom and asked Mr. Simpson directly, under Wei Ran's hint, "Is Translator Tang trustworthy?"

"Of course" Simpson gave a brief response confidently, but did not provide a detailed explanation.

Seeing this, both Wei Ran and Xia Shushi could only choose to believe it and did not continue to ask more questions.

"Let me take you to the hotel first," Xia Shushi said, changing the subject.

“That’s not necessary”

Simpson, who smelled of alcohol, waved his hand and said, "I have many partners in China. Someone has already arranged a hotel for me. In the next month, I will live in China to carry out business activities. In one month, I will return to Australia.

in other words."

"We only have one month?" Xia Shushi said subconsciously.

Simpson smiled calmly and said, "If you hope I can survive."

He and Wei Ran looked at each other, and Xia Shushi translated truthfully. Wei Ran also sighed secretly, and blessed almost as if he made a promise, "Tell Mr. Simpson that he will survive."

After conveying Wei Ran's blessings, Xia Shushi also casually asked about Simpson's family situation.

What neither Wei Ran nor Xia Shushi expected was that the old guy actually arranged for all his family members to fly to China for refuge the day after he was attacked.

Now, his wife, son and daughter-in-law have all obtained a leisurely job in his partner's company, and even his grandson, who has just entered elementary school, has been assigned to school.

When asked why he hid in China, the old guy naturally gave an impeccable reason - who would come to China to carry out assassinations? Even if he did come, it would be difficult to get thermal weapons here.

In other words, the difficulty of bringing thermal weapons into the country is enough to dissuade quite a few "businessmen" from doing so.

Thinking about it on the other hand, Wei Ran couldn't fault him, after all, he had brought his family back to China to hide, right?

With this little pride, Wei Ran and Xia Shushi put Simpson and his translator into an ordinary taxi. Then, Wei Ran immediately greeted Xia Shushi and got into the taxi that he had just arranged.

Encouraged by the online taxi-hailing service that I paid an extra 100 yuan for my hard work, I called the driver and followed the taxi at a short distance.

"What are we doing?" Xia Shushi asked in confusion.

"Let's see if what this old guy said is true or false." After Wei Ran said this, he winked. Seeing this, Xia Shushi wisely closed his mouth.

Following along, the taxi finally stopped at the door of a historic restaurant less than one kilometer away from the big square.

Watching Mr. Simpson shake hands warmly with a balding middle-aged man with a slight beer belly at the door, and then walk into the hotel lobby together, Wei Ran and Xia Shushi looked at each other, and then motioned to the driver to drive the car back to its original location.

"This old guy is quite smart," Xia Shushi praised.

“Really smart”

Wei Ran nodded. Simpson was obviously planning to stay in that hotel, but looking at the good location and long historical background of that big hotel, let alone those pheasant killers who didn't dare to do anything, even if it was Wei Ran.

Even if he had ten thousand reasons to kill Simpson, he could only stare at him and wait for him to leave before he could think of a solution.

They walked back to the place where they had just eaten in silence, and the two of them got into the car driven by Xia Shushi, and then they let out a sigh in unison.

"I really learned another trick," Xia Shushi praised before Wei Ran could speak.

"I've indeed learned a trick." Wei Ran nodded sincerely. If you don't agree, Simpson really chose the safest place in the world to hide.

"We only have one month, what should we do next?" Xia Shushi asked, changing the topic.

“Nothing to do”

Wei Ran spread his hands indifferently and explained without any concealment, "Just do what you have to do. Although you have taken over Kou Kou's investigation work, don't be too anxious to get the results, otherwise you might go too.

I’ve got a room in that big hotel for a few days.”

"I have never stayed in such a high-end place," Xia Shushi said jokingly, "When I earn that 100,000 US dollars, I will sleep there for one night."

"Don't worry, I guarantee you will make that $100,000."

As he spoke, Wei Ran took out the photo album he had just received from Simpson from his briefcase, "Now it's time to talk."

"Wait a moment"

Xia Shushi interrupted what Wei Ran was about to say, "Let's talk first. Today I am here to translate for you out of the spirit of scumbagism."

"So?" Wei Ran looked at the other party in confusion.

"this"

Xia Shushi pointed at the photo album that Wei Ran had just taken out, "I'm not afraid of any trouble or killers. I'm willing to help you investigate if you need it. But I'm going to say something ugly first. I only have the 100,000 beauties.

No matter how much this photo album is worth, you can just keep it for yourself."

"It's really not okay if you don't share the profit this time."

While Wei Ran was speaking, he had already opened the photo album, pointed to the photos burned by cigarette butts, and said, "These photos need to be handed over to Kou Kou as the results of your investigation."

"Let me come?" Xia Shushi looked at Wei Ran without knowing why.

"I have some arrangements with the devils, so I need someone to help me share the firepower. And it is not a secret that I am the supervisor of Kou Kou's wealth, so I am not suitable to join any female dog organization, otherwise I will definitely

Some people make a fuss out of this kind of thing."

While Wei Ran was talking, he had already taken down the photos and the loose leaf with fixed photos and handed them to the other party, "In addition, when necessary, we can even have some differences and conflicts in the air."

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While Xia Shushi was speaking, he had already received several pages of photos from Wei Ran, dug out a brown paper bag containing information from his own bag, and stuffed these pages of photos into it.

"It's a long-running play."

Wei Ran smiled and said, "You will become a well-known scholar of Chinese history. It is far more beneficial for us brothers to be openly opposed than to be openly friends."

"Understood!" Xia Shushi was a very knowledgeable person, so he naturally understood Wei Ran's plan.

"Then it's settled. Let this investigation be the beginning of our differences."

Before Wei Ran finished speaking, he had already stuffed the photo album with a few missing pages into his briefcase, "Obviously, as a historian who was just attacked, I will slow down my work this time to avoid getting killed again, but

All investigation results will be notified to you.

But you, a fellow historian, have investigated the results earlier than I did, and in the end you will gain Mr. Simpson’s friendship.”

After speaking, Wei Ran took a picture of his briefcase and said, "For the remaining photos, I will find a chance to ask my aunt II to see if she can help hold another press conference."

"To put it bluntly, you are afraid, but I will prepare hard steel?" Xia Shushi grinned, "You are willing to give up your good reputation now."

"It's just the reputation in front of Mr. Simpson, what's the point of not giving up?"

Wei Ran replied indifferently, and then he snapped his fingers without waiting for the former to continue the topic, "There is one more thing. You, II, and Zhong Zhen will mention it later."

"What's the matter?" Xia Shushi asked.

"I have a friend who is going to start a tropical fruit business."

Wei Ran introduced, "He plans to train a young man in Papua New Guinea to help harvest fruits. Then we can let them get to know my friend and the young man he trained.

Let me think about it, when you went to my place to hang out, you seemed to have had a drink with him, the gang leader named Greva."

"Why doesn't he come to our country when he's in the fruit business?" Xia Shushi asked without thinking, "What fruits don't we have in the south?"

“It’s true that we have everything, but we don’t have a chaotic environment and a sieve-like border.”

Wei Ran grinned and asked as if he was looking at a fool, "Friend, you don't really think that a gang's appetite can be satisfied by just tropical fruits, do you?"

"When I didn't say anything just now," Xia Shushi patted his forehead, "Where are you going next?"

"Go home, where else can you go?"

Wei Ran replied matter-of-factly, "Send me to the high-speed rail station. I have to get back before dark, otherwise I won't be able to make it in time for dinner."

"Are you going to stay at home every day these days?" Xia Shushi asked helplessly.

"I haven't been back for a while. I want to spend time with my family."

The tough-talking Wei Ran replied seriously, not mentioning at all that the girls had no intention of taking him with them when they went out to play.

Hearing this, Xia Shushi shook his head helplessly and drove the car in the direction of the high-speed rail station.

After successfully sending Wei Ran to the station, when Xia Shushi returned to the car, he found that Qin Er was already sitting in the driver's seat.

"When did you come?" Xia Shushi was not surprised. He went directly to the passenger seat, opened the door and got in.

"I installed positioning on this car, and I came over when I saw you were driving to the high-speed rail station." Qin Er started the car as he spoke, stepped on the accelerator and drove out.

"Why are you hiding from Wei Ran?" Xia Shushi asked in confusion.

"It's not appropriate to meet him at this time."

Qin Er said with a clear head, "His identity is glorious enough. There is no need to let the outside world know that he and I are friends. Even you, it is best to keep a certain distance from him openly."

"You two are really close friends," Xia Shushi muttered, and then recounted Wei Ran's plan without reservation.

“There is actually a better way.”

Qin Er lowered the window, lit a cigarette and gave the second option with a smile, "You can't be friends openly, but there is no need to deliberately create conflicts for outsiders to see."

"What should I say?" Xia Shushi asked.

“Aren’t competitors better?”

Qin Er said in a puffed voice, "You can contact that shrewd Australian guy and tell him straightforwardly that you are ready to compete fairly with Wei Ran to see who can investigate the truth first. The bet is that photo album."

Whoever finds it first will get the photo album."

Hearing this, Xia Shushi's eyes lit up, "What's the difference?"
To be continued...