After listening to the description, Wei Yin immediately asked, "Did my father come back later?" ”

The old woman shook her head and told us that the two had not heard from us since that night.

I asked her if she knew the origin of the gangsters, who had lived in Moscow for decades after all, and said that they were probably the people of the biggest local gangster in Moscow, the Black Thorns, because they had black thorns tattooed on the backs of their hands when they broke in that night.

Then the grandmother and we gave us a detailed introduction to the origin of this black thorn, which was founded in the former Soviet Union, and its leader "Usov" was once the head of the Soviet intelligence agency "KGB", so this organization assisted the authorities in secretly solving many things that should not be handled publicly. By the 80s of the last century, its influence had penetrated into the whole of Eastern Europe, monopolizing the trade of guns and drugs on the black market in Eastern Europe.

In 1991, the drastic changes in Eastern Europe, the disintegration of the Soviet Union, the "KGB" was reorganized by the authorities, and Usov's public office was also dismissed, which dealt a fatal blow to the Black Thorns, and many of its key members left one after another, and even some emigrated to the United States and Western Europe.

However, in the past two years, this black thorn has been active again in the public eye, and many fires and incidents on the streets of Moscow are due to the hands of this black thorn, and at the beginning of this year, they also assassinated the head of another big gang in Moscow, "Kolinev", which caused a stir and made international news.

The grandmother said that she had lived all her life, and the Nazis were hated the most, followed by these gangsters, but there was nothing she could do. If she had known earlier that Dean Wei and Uncle Dao had something to do with Black Thorns, she would never have agreed to let them rent into her apartment.

After that, the old woman left us and went upstairs to collect the rent.

The four of us sat on the sofa in the hall, looking at the raging snow outside the door, worried about Uncle Dao's safety.

"What do we do now?" Zheng Tian asked.

"Find someone. I'm going to have to find them! Wei Yin said firmly.

"But Lao Maozi's territory is so big, where can I find it?" Fat Bear shook his head and said.

"I think Uncle Dao will definitely leave us clues, we can't give up easily, or find a hotel to stay in and wait for two days." I proposed.

Wei Yin nodded: "In addition, we should also take the initiative to search for clues as much as possible." ”

At this time, Yang Wen on the side asked cautiously: "Your relatives don't seem to be ordinary people." ”

I patted him on the shoulder: "You just need to know that we are good people, and I hope you can help us." ”

Yang Wen smiled: "If there is anything you need help with, just mention it." ”

"Do you know where the local gun black market in Moscow is?" I asked, looking him in the eye.

Yang Wenleng paused for a moment, and then asked rhetorically, "What do you want to do?" ”

Zheng Tian stepped forward and said, "Brother, you also heard it just now, the person we are looking for is being chased by the gangs in Moscow, and we are likely to be targeted as well, so we need weapons for self-defense." ”

Yang Wen lifted his glasses and softened his expression: "Your worries are very reasonable, in fact, in Russia, as long as you have a gun license issued by the government, you can hold a gun." A while ago, there were frequent terrorist attacks in Moscow, and many Chinese students bought guns to defend themselves, and I also bought one. ”

I thought to myself, this would be easy, so I asked, "Do you have a gun license?" ”

Yang Wen smiled: "Of course not, otherwise what is the meaning of the existence of the black market?" ”

Looking at the weak but well-known international student in front of me, I felt that we had found the right person.

So I said, "Xiao Yang, can you help us contact the black market where we buy guns?" When that happens, we'll pay you more. ”

Zheng Tian arched me and whispered, "Do you want me to pay more?" ”

I nodded: "Who made you the gold master?" ”

As soon as I finished speaking, Wei Yin on the side took the lead in taking out a wad of rubles from her bag and giving it to Yang Wen: "Classmate Yang, please help us!" ”

Yang Wen didn't push back, but accepted it very happily, and then said to us: "In this way, let's go to the hotel first, and after putting the luggage and stuff away, I will contact the gun dealer in the black market." ”

Everyone agreed.

We stayed in a hotel called "Moon Lake", which is located on the banks of the Moscow River, with a beautiful scenery and a huge knightly sculpture as soon as you enter the gate.

After going through all the formalities and saluting, we could finally rest for a while, at which time Yang Wen told us that he had contacted the black marketeer who had sold him the gun earlier, and the other party said that he had a good supply and a wide variety of goods, and as long as the price was in place, everything was OK.

We discussed it, and considering the convenience and concealment of carrying, we decided to purchase four "GSh-18" pistols that are standard with the military, as well as a number of bullets and four military daggers.

After negotiating the price on the phone, we agreed to meet at 9 a.m. tomorrow morning at an abandoned factory on the West Bank of the Moscow River.

That night, after we went back to our rooms to rest, Wei Yin suddenly came to my room and told me that she was in a very messy mood after coming to Moscow, and hoped that I could accompany her to the Moscow River next to the hotel to relax, and I could feel her inner anxiety, so I nodded yes.

At night, Moscow is starry and brightly lit, and the Kremlin stands not far away, and the red star on the roof of the palace is like a charming jewel, exuding a dazzling luster, sprinkled all over the city.

The Moskva River next to the hotel is bathed in the moonlight, rippling like a Russian girl singing passionately, affectionate and dreamlike.

By this time the heavy snow had stopped. Wei Yin put on his coat, put his hands in his pockets, and looked at the Moscow River beside him with a sad expression.

After a few moments, she turned to me and asked, "Do you think my dad is hiding something from me?" ”

I didn't expect Wei Yin to ask me such a question, and I didn't know how to answer it for a while.

In fact, Dean Wei is indeed very mysterious, and I have felt so since the first time I saw him in the Zanglongshan Mental Hospital. Thinking about it carefully, he knew the female killer named Dai Jiu Zhenyi early on, would ordinary people know such a female killer who is close to mutation? In addition, he seems to have known my Uncle Dao for a long time, but my Uncle Dao never mentioned it to me, and now the two of them have disappeared together......

"I don't know if your father has something to hide from you, but I know that my Uncle Dao must have something to hide from me, so I'm going to ask him for clarification this time." I looked at the moment on my chest and replied.

Wei Yin nodded with a firm look in her eyes: "Yes, you must find them." ”

At this time, a cold wind suddenly blew through, blowing Wei Yin's hair. I brushed her hair from the blow-up, and she whispered, "Thank you." ”

Then we all looked at the moonlit river in front of us, and stood in silence for a long time.

(End of chapter)