"this..."

"Don't let this and that, it's settled."

Wei Ran said, "How do you go back? Do you need to call a taxi?"

"No, no, I drove here, my car is downstairs."

This old man who didn't know if it was Yu Jinjiang was obviously unable to resist Wei Ran's arrangement of social cows that he didn't know who he learned, "Then I'll trouble you, I... I'll bring you breakfast."

"Give me a little more, I have a big appetite."

Wei Ran made a small request as if he was familiar, but it also made the other party feel a little relieved.

Watching Mr. Yu, who was not good at speaking, walk into the elevator, Wei Ran returned to the door of the ward and waited for a while, then gently pushed open the door and walked to the only bed of the lying person.

With the glimmer of light from the monitor, he could clearly see the slack skin and slightly messy and sparse hair of the sleeping old man on the bed.

After taking an extra glance at the values ​​on the monitor, Wei Ran turned around and walked out of the ward quietly and took the door. Then he sat down against the wall, took out the battlefield notes from his bag and continued to read the second half that he had not finished reading before.

It was also from the second half that he finally finished reading what Amani had experienced in China until the Japanese surrendered and left China, and found the reason for her suicide.

In this note, she did not learn until she returned to Spain that her good friend Hanica had been liquidated and died in prison by Franco, who had returned to China shortly after they went to China. If Clermont's uncle hadn't reacted and fled to Italy with the two children, they might have been thrown into prison.

But even so, Clermont's uncle died soon after, and Clermont's mother fell into a coma after learning that her son had already died in battle.

The blow was not only that. When the lost Amani returned to France, he found that even her parents had been killed by the Germans who occupied France a few years ago - the reason was to hide guerrillas.

"I am a warrior in the International Brigade. I hope to create a world where there is no magic sucking silk. Now magic sucking silk has been sent to hell, so I decided to go to hell to see if they have received the punishment they deserve, and by the way, whether my Clermont is in hell."

After reading the last paragraph of this note in French, Wei Ran also saw the 28th triangle star inlaid in the middle of the page of this note.

"You will go to heaven"

Wei Ran gently stroked the triangle star, "You will see Clermont in heaven, and every international brigade warrior you want to see.

If you are sent to Hell, it must be because there are too many international brigade warriors who have transformed Hell into heaven."

Thinking of this, Wei Ran couldn't help but smile on his face, and continued to murmur in a low voice, "There must be an American bastard named Marshall in hell with a bulldozer on, he must be very keen on the good thing of attacking heaven.

I hope that after you succeed, God can learn to sing the Internationale as soon as possible, otherwise he may have to be crucified again."

While speaking, he took off the triangular star embedded in the notebook, then took out the flag from his bag, and carefully hung the 28th star on it.

After all this, he put away the flag and the notes, and then walked into the boiling water room not far away. The night was too long and he urgently needed a cup of Italian coffee to refresh himself.

While waiting for the silver coffee maker to extract the coffee, he also took out the authentication device and connected it to his mobile phone, knocking on the screen and sending an email.

This night, Wei Ran was completely staying in the ward after drinking a large cup of bitter espresso.

On the same night, two girls in Barcelona and Lyon, France, each of which were 7 hours apart, rushed to their destinations according to the assigned address information.

The two girls in Barcelona were lucky enough to find a beautiful building with a glance at the coastline, a cafe.

Fortunately, although the cafe is not open, the girl who drives here only needs to raise her camera and take a photo of it.

The two Hela girls in Lyon were less lucky. They found a cemetery in the suburbs that looked very old, which inevitably made them a little nervous and alert, so they almost subconsciously took out a Glock pistol and an electric shock device.

After searching for the detailed address, the two of them finally stopped at a remote location and seemed to have been unattended for a long time.

The stone tombstone is still inlaid with a tricolor flag made of stones of different colors and a small, but clear photo. The person in the photo is naturally Amani, Amani wearing a nurse's apron.

"A great and glorious internationalist warrior, Amani Domingo, who fought for you and our freedom." One of the Hela girls read the epitaph on the tombstone softly.

"It should be here, take a photo."

Another girl from Hela said, and had already raised the SLR camera she brought, and carefully took a photo of the tombstone in a flash of flashes.

When the sun was about to jump out of the horizon, Wei Ran also received photos from the girls of Hela and read all the letters from the notes left by Yu Yanlin.

"Young man, are you here to be hospitalized?"

Mr. Yu, lying on the hospital bed, asked Wei Ran, who was distracted by holding the laptop in his hand.

"yes"

Wei Ran smiled and nodded, "I'm here to be hospitalized too."

"What disease do you have at such a young age?" Mr. Yu asked with concern.

"I..."

Wei Ran smiled, "I'm greedy, I'm greedy, I want to have a breakfast that doesn't cost."

"ah?"

Amid the confusion and surprise of Mr. Yu, his son also walked into the ward with two large bags of breakfast and quipped enthusiastically, "I'm here to treat you this greedy disease. I have bought a lot of this expensive breakfast."

"Old man, can you have something together?" Wei Ran smiled and sent an invitation.

"You know each other?" Mr. Yu asked in confusion.

"know"
Chapter completed!