War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 464 The Gun Hidden in the Book
When the sunlight trying to jump out of the horizon dyed the sparkling Kaban Lake a piece of red gold, Wei Ran had already completed a five-kilometer lap around the shore of the lake.

Energetic, he went into the bathroom and took a cold shower. When he was finishing his breakfast, a dirty Waz Bread honked its horn at the gate of the yard.

Before he could walk out of the room, six or seven little bastards with blue and green hairs opened the car door and jumped out.

"Why did you come so early?" Wei Ran opened the locked iron gate while speaking, "Just drive the car in."

One of them dyed his hair blue and said foolishly, "Jima said we can have breakfast by coming early."

"He's right, come in!"

Wei Ran hadn't finished speaking when a girl with colored hair, who seemed to be less than 20 years old at the most, drove in the van.

These little bastards were the helpers Wei Ran called Ji Ma who was still in class at the Hongqi Forest Farm last night. Otherwise, he would have to sort out those books by himself, and he might spend all the days before returning to the forest farm for class.

Greeting these punks into the lobby on the first floor, Wei Ran only had time to bring hot milk and brewed coffee, and the rest of the food and drinks were brought to the long table by the other punks.

While chatting and getting acquainted with each other, Wei Ran finished the fairly sumptuous breakfast and asked after gulping down the coffee in the cup, "Have you bought the things Ji Ma asked you to bring?"

"bought!"

The leader of the gangsters said that he had already stood up, "They are all in the car, Victor, shall we start now?"

"If you've had enough rest, let's start now."

Before Wei Ran finished speaking, he also stood up and took them to the pile of old books not far away to introduce, "The work is not difficult, these books have been sorted when they were packed, pay attention to the newspaper wrapped outside You will know which category they belong to.”

Speaking of this, Wei Ran pointed to the bookshelf that was ordered in a hurry when he was decorating the house in the distance, "Just arrange it according to the labels on the bookshelf. The key point is to roughly flip through each book before putting it on the shelf Check to see if there is anything caught inside, and use the metal detectors you brought to scan it before putting it on the bookshelf."

"Girls are in charge of metal detection and flipping books, and boys are in charge of carrying, don't confuse them!"

While the leader of the thugs was talking, he had already placed the plastic boxes brought from the car on the long table, and distributed the hand-held metal detectors used for security checks to the few girls who came with him, and then carefully gave them to the girls. The rest of the boys each got a pair of cotton gloves.

"Your name is Greva, right?" Wei Ran asked the gangster who stopped him.

"That's right, Greva Allah," replied the little rascal. "I and Jima both have the surname Allah. It is said that in Inta, my grandfather and his grandfather were brothers."

Cousins?

Wei Ran changed to a way that was easier for him to understand and remembered the relationship between the other party and Jima, and then took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket and handed it to the other party, "Greva, you work hard, take a desk lamp, go Find out which hardware store can buy the accessories they use.

Mainly power cords and spare bulbs, buy as many new power cords and double the bulbs as you count lamps, and remember to buy some tools to take the lamps apart.

Use the remaining money to buy some beer that you like to drink, and buy lunch by the way, remember to buy more. "

"give it to me!"

After finishing speaking, Greva happily took the money and went out. It was not the first time they helped Wei Ran, not to mention helping to decorate the house more than a month ago. It was as early as when Wei Ran first went to their village to find When Nikolay was in the room, the two had already met.

It's just that at that time, Greva was still the boss of their gang whose sphere of influence was limited to the small town area, but it's only been a few years, and Jima, who was working under him at the beginning, is almost a movie star, and this once played The Chinese people who entered the village in the name of postmen have appeared on TV more than once in the name of historians.

Fortunately, thanks to Jima's care, they are doing well now, at least they have left the village and entered Kazan City.

Although because of Ji Ma's request, many activities cannot be done, so that there is less freedom.But at least it is no longer like before, only relying on petty theft to make a living.

Thinking about the changes in the past two years, Gleva took the lamp that looked older than himself, and drove the van to leave the large yard by Lake Kaban at high speed.

At the same time, the relatively younger gangsters in the lobby on the first floor also started their work seriously.

With the cooperation of these punks, the packs of books were unwrapped and wrapped in newspapers. The two girls flipped through the pages to see if there was anything in the pages, and then placed them on the floor. A little girl with a metal detector scanned it carefully, and finally confirmed that there was nothing abnormal except for the staples, and then the other two boys stacked them up and put them on the bookshelf by category.

Although this tossing seems to be too cautious, Wei Ran has his own considerations.After all, when he came back, the cheap mentor on the back took the initiative to come to the door and took him to dig out an old house.So even though Gorman had assured that there was nothing wrong with the teacher and the student, he couldn't help but think twice.

On the other hand, after this inspection, a lot of things were found.A considerable part of them are all kinds of homemade bookmarks or beautiful leaves.

In addition, among the things that have been dug out, there are also various paintings of children's graffiti on paper, greeting cards with traces of time, even postage stamps that were issued without knowing when, and even postcards that do not know who wrote to whom. .

Under Wei Ran's gesture, all these little bits and pieces were put into a large photo album for temporary storage, and those little girls are relatively more emotional girls after all. The work on the Internet is becoming more and more serious.

Taking advantage of the fact that the gang leader, Greva, hadn't come back, Wei Ran dug out a flaw detector from the plastic box on the long table, and with the help of one of the gangsters who claimed to be working in an auto repair shop, the All the bookshelves that were bought together were checked.

These bookshelves are all picked out by Wei Ran with relatively good quality, and the purpose of buying them is only to fill the remaining spare rooms on the third floor, and at the same time secretly expecting, waiting In the future, some truly commemorative things may be placed on it as a private collection.

Just as he was thinking wildly, a little gangster raised his head and asked, "Victor, what to do with those wooden boxes?"

"Take it apart and deal with it the same way."

Wei Ran thought for a while and said, "Remember to see if the books in it are stored in the same category. If not, put them on a separate bookshelf first, and I will organize them myself when I have time."

Hearing this, the gangster immediately pulled out an AK assault rifle bayonet from his waist, and pried open the sealed wooden box in two or three strokes.At this moment, Greva also parked the van at the door again.

However, before Wei Ran could help him move all the accessories, meals, beer, and beverages to the long table in the hall, the little gangster who was in charge of opening the box just now raised his head and shouted, "Victor, Come take a look, we found something interesting."

"immediately!"

Wei Ran responded, but there was no surprise on his face. Instead, he became more and more suspicious that Kajik had deliberately prepared this "surprise" for himself.

Putting down the box of red bottle of Pyrenebeer beer he was holding in his hand, Wei Ran, under the guidance of the little gangster, squatted down in front of a dirty wooden box.

This box is not small. If you take away the books that are full of it, I am afraid that you will be very rich if you put it in a microwave oven.

After receiving the book handed over by the gangster, Wei Ran immediately realized that something was wrong. This is a "Soviet Medical Encyclopedia". It is 16 carats in size and at least five or six centimeters thick. It is extraordinarily thick and delicate, but the weight of this book far exceeds its own weight.

Gently flipping open the cover, the first dozen or so pages showed no abnormalities at all, but later on, large outlines were dug out on the pages. Most importantly, a Nagant revolver was fixed inside these outlines. And the countersunk ammunition used by the 14-round Nagant revolver.

Not in a hurry to take out the pistol, Wei Ran closed the book and put it back into the box, beckoned to the help of two thugs, and lifted the whole box onto the long table.

At this time, the gangsters and young girls headed by Greva also put down their work and gathered around to look at Qi Qi.

After carefully inspecting the torn seal on the box and the mildew stains on the lower part, Wei Ran can confirm that the box has probably not been opened for a long time.

Only then did he reopen the "Soviet Medical Encyclopedia" and take out the revolver hidden inside.

What frightened him was that the magazine of this revolver was actually full of bullets!It's also thanks to the little gangster who didn't take it out just now, otherwise, if he tried to pull the trigger, this newly renovated house would probably turn into a haunted house.

One after another, the bullets exited the magazine. Wei Ran first tried to pull the trigger, and saw that the hammer was moving along with it. Then he turned his attention to the left side of the gun body. The five-pointed star is stamped on it.

This five-pointed star stamp represents the Tula Arsenal, and the words "1950" below the five-pointed star indicate its production time.

Although it has been produced for nearly 70 years, there are not many traces of use on this pistol. Not only does the bluing on the gun body show no wear and tear, even the screw that fixes the handle patch has it original color.

"Maybe it was just the librarian's own self-defense weapon at that time."

Wei Ran made a conclusion as usual, without mentioning the fact that a pistol of the same model had been found in that library at that time.

Hearing this, the punks around me also turned their attention to the topic of how to better hide their weapons, and those little girls said that they used the same method to hide weapons in books when they were in high school. All sorts of things.

Seeing those punks start to get busy again, Wei Ran suppressed his curiosity, closed the boxes again, and watched the other boxes by the way.

It's a pity that until noon, all the boxes were opened and all the books were put on the shelves, but they didn't find anything similar.

(End of this chapter)