War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 475

"Is there anything wrong with my boat?"

Almost at the same time Wei Ran turned off the engine, Ivan, who had fixed the cable, asked loudly.

"no problem"

The bearded old guy responded with the same volume, "Victor's technique is already very good, and he caught a lot of whitefish this morning."

"And this guy is much more diligent than you," the old guy in the baseball cap added.

"As long as my boat is fine." Ivan completely ignored Wei Ran's gritted teeth expression, and said in a regretful tone, "I'm still looking forward to getting a new boat."

"I'll just fold you a new boat out of paper." Wei Ran, who was standing at the door of the cockpit, said angrily.

"Stop talking nonsense and come with me."

While speaking, Ivan had already accepted the leather bag from his bearded companion, and then led the three of them to a wooden house not far away.

At this time, the dining table in the room was already filled with sumptuous meals, and Yana and her two daughters were busy bringing the sumptuous red cabbage soup to the table.

However, Ivan did not lead them to sit at the dining table, but went straight to the living room area, and greeted everyone to sit on the slightly worn-out sofa.

"How much did you earn today?" While speaking, Ivan opened the purse in his hand, and took out all the cash and gas receipts inside.

"You count it yourself, I haven't had time to look at it yet."

While speaking, the bearded old man and Wei Ran had already received the hot coffee from sisters Olga and Olena respectively.As for the old guy in the baseball cap, he took out a bottle of vodka from the refrigerator familiarly, then picked up a glass from the table, and poured himself a glass.

After Ivan took out all the cash in the bag and tapped it, he counted out tens of thousands of rubles and handed it to Wei Ran.

"For me?" Wei Ran asked in surprise.

"Isn't it the gas money you paid for?" Ivan put the banknotes in his hand on the table in front of Wei Ran while speaking, and then took out a tattered calculator from under the table to add and subtract multiply and divide.

"After deducting fuel money and ship repair expenses, everyone can get it this week." Ivan said here and glanced at the calculator screen, "Good luck, everyone can get 34523 rubles, which is almost [-] more than last week Rubles. According to our rules, odds are saved for refueling and ship repairs, so thirty-four thousand rubles per person."

Before Ivan could finish his sentence, Yana, who was busy with dinner just now, had already opened the tattered safe next to the TV, took out a paper case containing stacks of banknotes of different denominations and placed it on the table.

Under the observation of Wei Ran, Ivan counted out [-] rubles to the two old guys with the beard and the baseball cap respectively.And these two old guys didn't intend to leave after getting the money, they got up and sat directly at the dining table.

"This is yours," Ivan said, and counted out 10,000 taels thousand rubles and handed it to Wei Ran.

"I have a part in this too?"

Wei Ran was more and more surprised. Based on his experience in dealing with Hongqi Forest Farm, the probability of making money from these people is almost the same as the restoration of the Soviet Union. On the contrary, it is normal operation to be scammed by various names.

Ivan looked at Wei Ran with the eyes of a fool, "You are not a prisoner in the Siberian correctional camp. Since you have paid for your labor, of course you can get paid. What? Could it be that your previous boss never paid you a salary?" ?"

"Some bosses even gave me their daughters. But some bosses only know how to take my money." Wei Ran complained half teasing and half hinting.

"At first, I felt a little guilty about only paying you half of the salary, but now hearing you say that makes me feel much more comfortable."

Ivan put the rest of the money into a cardboard box according to the denomination, and continued with a warning, "Anyway, I have already paid you your salary, so don't think about my daughter."

"Do not worry"

Wei Ran exaggeratedly shook the 10,000 taels thousands of rubles in his hand, and put it into his wallet with great care, "I will keep this money well, and show it to my boss when I have a chance in the future."

Ivan twitched the corner of his mouth, changed the subject and said, "Wash your hands and have dinner together. We don't have to go fishing tomorrow weekend, so we can have a drink together."

"As long as Aunt Yana has no objection." Wei Ran stood up with the other party while speaking.

Just like yesterday, Wei Ran still chose to be a listener, listening to the two girls telling the funny stories and idiots they met in school, listening to the two "old colleagues" talking about the whitefish they found on the Internet this morning, or Yana Nagging Ivan to drink less, and Ivan even threatened to go to the Repin Academy of Fine Arts through his drunkenness, and stripped off the boy Olena just mentioned who was always pestering her. talk.

After a lively dinner, Wei Ran, who didn't even finish a glass of wine after seeing off the two old men who had drunk too much, followed the schedule of Iwan's family and went back to the room early , and continued typing on the keyboard to work on his graduation thesis.

However, to his surprise, when the time in the lower right corner of the laptop screen jumped to 42:[-] p.m., someone outside knocked on his door with a very slight movement.

Opening the door with doubts, Wei Ran never expected that it was Ivan's eldest daughter, the tall Olga, who knocked on the door.

Subconsciously glanced behind Olga and the direction downstairs, seeing that Ivan was not there, Wei Ran became even more nervous.

"Shh-"

Olga, who was wearing Pikachu pajamas, gestured for silence, then walked around Wei Ran and entered the room, and then gently closed the door.

"Is there something wrong?"

Wei Ran turned on the recording function of the phone without any trace while asking the question. He had to think about how he would escape alive from the oil drum that sank to the bottom of the lake once Ivan saw this situation.

"Don't be nervous." Olga rolled her eyes, "Of course, don't get me wrong."

"What I'm nervous about is whether your dad will misunderstand it." Wei Ran muttered in a moderate voice, afraid that this was a trap deliberately set by Ivan.

"I'm looking for you for something else"

Olga walked to the piano on her own, and sat on the piano bench with her legs crossed, "Victor, you are a historian, right?"

"Didn't you recognize this on the day you came back?" Wei Ran, who was still leaning against the door frame and was ready to leave the room at any time, replied in a suppressed voice.

"Olena and I have watched a lot of your previous interviews in the past two days." Olga paused and asked in a lowered voice, "Victor, can you help me investigate something?"

"What?" Wei Ran asked warily.

"My father won't eat you again, so you don't have to be so nervous."

Olga rolled her eyes, put her elbows on her knees, dragged her chin with her palms and explained slowly, "It's a very old bayan. When I was working part-time at school last summer, I accidentally picked it up at school. Found in the musical instrument warehouse."

"Bayanqin?" Wei Ran became more and more confused, and couldn't help asking, "Why?"

"Because the other stuff in the bayan suitcase is interesting"

"No no no" Wei Ran pointed to the quartz watch hanging on the wall, "I mean, why do you have to come to me at this time?"

"Could it be during the day?"

Olga rolled her eyes, "Do you think my father will allow you to have contact with me or my sister?"

"Is it tiring to have such a father?" Wei Ran asked incoherently.

Olga was stunned, and then she couldn't help but smile, "It's really tiring, but at least he protected us well. Victor, can we talk about business? I didn't come to you at this time to chat To pass the time."

Having said that, the tall, long-haired girl actually took out a metal cigarette case from her pocket, popped out two cigarettes and gestured to Wei Ran.

Wei Ran waved his hand and rejected the other party's cigarette, "Continue with the topic just now, let's talk about what else there is."

Olga shrugged, took out another delicate metal lighter and lit the cigarette in her mouth, and waited until the thick smoke came out of her mouth and nostrils before continuing, "There is a lot in that suitcase. Besides the bayan, there was a loaf of black bread wrapped in newspaper, a small bottle of coarse salt, half a dried fish, a half-remaining book of music, a necklace, and a pistol."

"A pistol?"

Olga nodded, reached out and took out her mobile phone from the pocket of her pajamas, and prepared a photo and handed it to Wei Ran.

Taking the mobile phone handed over by the other party, Wei Ran found that the photo on the screen was a small pistol in the palm of his hand.From the faintly visible black silk thigh and skirt behind the hand in the photo, it can be known that it is a woman's hand if nothing unexpected happens. In other words, it also implies that the pistol is really not too big.

Slightly zoom in on the photo, in addition to the diamond-shaped grid anti-slip pattern on the wooden grip patch of the pistol, there is also the words "Soviet Bank".

"I don't know this gun"

Olga took the mobile phone handed back by Wei Ran, took another puff of cigarettes, and continued to puff, "But I've always wondered who put these things in that suitcase."

"The TK automatic pistol is the first pistol produced after the founding of the Soviet Union. Olga, why don't you tell me how you discovered these things first?"

While speaking, Wei Ran had already stepped back and sat on the bed. The reason why he recognized this pistol was thanks to the firearms course of Hongqi Forest Farm.At the beginning, Karp had systematically explained the weapons equipped by KGB.Among them, this small pistol ranked first. Of course, the KGB at that time was still called NKVD.

"Because of a Rumor"

Olga explained with some embarrassment, "My tutor told me that there was a piano used by Dmitry Dmitrievich Shostakovich hidden in the school's musical instrument warehouse, and I believed it to be true. gone."

"And then?" Wei Ran asked, although he didn't know who the name was just mentioned by the other party, but obviously that was not the point.

"It was actually just because last summer it was my mentor's turn to organize the musical instrument warehouse, but she wanted to travel to Vienna more then, so she handed over the job to me for [-] rubles. "

Olga spread her hands helplessly, "By the time I realized that I had been cheated, the summer vacation was almost over. But it was that job that made me discover that suitcase by accident."

"So that bayan is still in your school's musical instrument warehouse?"

"how is this possible!"

Olga opened the window, flicked a half-smoked cigarette into the drizzle, then turned and leaned against the window and said, "I can't be fooled by that nasty old woman for nothing, so I bought an extra second-hand I brought back my bayan and similar suitcases, which I found in the musical instrument warehouse, and they are now under my bed in the school dormitory.

Victor, if you are really as powerful as in the interview, can you help me investigate the origin of that bayanqin?I have always been very curious about the story behind it, but there is no record of it in the school. "

"What about the reward?"

Wei Ran spread his hands, "It's true that I'm a historian, but I'm not an unpaid volunteer. Even Mr. Ivan will pay me a salary, Olga, you don't plan to let me do voluntary labor, do you?"

"If that bayanqin was used by a famous person, how about you taking one-third of the selling price?" Olga asked in a low voice.

Wei Ran reminded angrily, "Olga, although I am a music idiot, I have never heard of a musician in Russian history who was famous for playing the bayan."

"I can name several Russian musicians who use the bayan if you're interested, but for now tell me what you want."

Olga closed the window, sat on the piano bench with Erlang's legs crossed again, and continued to ask jokingly, "You don't have any dangerous thoughts about me or my sister, do you?"

"I'm still young and I don't want to be put in a coffin so early."

Wei Ran spread his hands, "I don't have much time recently, so let me think about it first, and I may help you investigate when I am interested and have time. Before that, you'd better not mix that bayan with The thing you mentioned just now is lost."

"Then it's settled"

Olga stood up while speaking, took out a note from her pocket and handed it to Wei Ran, "This is my mobile phone number, remember to call me when you have time, good night."

Before the words finished, Olga opened the door and walked to her room, leaving only a note for Wei Ran, half a story about bayanqin, and the scent of shower gel mixed with the smell of nicotine.

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