War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 745 Ji Ma Found a Clue

The long-abandoned No. 52 mine is still shrouded in heavy snow that can obscure the sight. In the warm living cabin of the transport vehicle, Wei Ran, who has turned on the "passing mode", boiled a large pot of hawthorn leaf tea for himself, while admiring the view from the window While thinking about what to do next.

First of all, the most important thing is undoubtedly to realize those gems. This matter can be handed over to his cheap mentor Kajik for help when he returns to Kazan. Since the other party has a way to process diamonds, he will naturally have a way to process gems.

After these gems are realized, or part of them are realized, at least this year will definitely be a fat year.But compared to these, he is now thinking about how to report Vajim.

In addition, there are many small things, go to see Commissar Kreich buried under the statue, go to see Mikita.Try again and see if you can find a way to bring back those Stalinist items and old books that have been mothballed.

After some calculations, Wei Ran touched Beria's dog's head, and turned his attention to his left hand, which still couldn't even pick up a piece of paper.

Judging from his experience of being injured in Teng County last time, it didn't take ten and a half days for this hand to return to normal.

But obviously, even if he doesn't have to work from 52 to [-], even if there is food and drink in this transport truck, he can't waste half a month in the No. [-] mine to recuperate his injuries.

Thinking of this, Wei Ran couldn't sit still anymore, he simply got up and left the living cabin and got into the driver's cab.

Amidst the roar of the engine, the huge vehicle twisted its two-section body and turned around. The wide tracks easily pressed the thick snow under it, and drove straight to the other side of the ditch. Lenin and Stalin Comrade statue.

Perhaps there was a reason why humans chose to domesticate wolves into dogs ten thousand years ago. This time he didn't shoot, and he didn't even have time to step on the brakes. Seeing his little brothers and family members take the initiative to give up the land to Wei Ran.

"I'm sorry you guys"

Wei Ran muttered something empty, and waited until the clever wolf king ran away with the pack of wolves, then opened the car door and dug out a snow shovel from the cargo hold.

During his hard excavation, the snow accumulated more than half a meter deep between the two statues was dug up little by little, revealing a not-so-big tombstone. The five-pointed star and the Soviet national emblem engraved on the tombstone are still clear , the engraved epitaph became particularly conspicuous because of the filling of snow: Commissar Kreich, an ordinary Soviet soldier.

Courteously lit three cigarettes and inserted them into the snow in front of the tombstone, and then grabbed an apple from the apple tree in the cab and placed it in front of the tombstone. Wei Ran looked up at the snowflakes that were still falling, and re- Get into the cab and drive to the building where the abandoned hospital is located.

Putting the TT33 pistol he took from here back into Mikita's hand, and then putting the SKS semi-automatic rifle back in its place, he wrapped the chain around the push-pull anti-theft door again, and walked towards Not far from the dormitory where I used to live.

Nowadays, everything that can be moved here has already been emptied.Fortunately, the floor tiles where the bedside table was originally placed are still intact. Obviously, the secret compartment used to hide the gems has not been found.

Taking out the bayonet from the metal book, allowing it to slip from his weak left hand, Wei Ran picked it up with another hand, pried it against the gap against the wall, and easily opened the covered area. Dusty floor tiles.

Contrary to his expectation, originally he just wanted to use this place to fake a trace of gem discovery, but he didn't expect that there was something here.

Difficult to put on the rubber glove on his right hand, Wei Ran gently picked up the tight paper bag wrapped in newspaper in the hidden compartment, and carefully opened layers of yellowed newspapers, revealing the innermost Tin cookie box.

"Could it be another box of gems?" Wei Ran muttered to himself, opening the lid with heavy rust with extra care.

There are several layers of yellowed newspapers in the small biscuit box, and what is placed on the newspapers is nothing more than a film, an envelope, and a TT33 pistol with a little rust.

After a little hesitation, Wei Ran took out a few pieces of letter paper from the unsealed envelope and shook them open, revealing lines of Russian.In the lower right corner of this piece of paper, there is actually a fingerprint that has turned black.Flipping through the pages one by one, he found that there was a blackened fingerprint on the lower right corner of each letter.

"I'm Vajim from Sarambaul. I'm 15 years old. My mother Irene was a nurse in this mine. My father."

Wei Ran read it line by line, with a look of enlightenment on his face.To put it simply, this is a confession written in the voice of Irene's son Vajim.

In these letters, Vajim described in detail how his parents killed the political commissar Krech, the watchman here, and also described in detail the whole process of them coming here to illegally mine gold every year.

Even, in the second half, it also wrote that they killed each other because of the discovery of gold, and that he, his mother, and friends were rescued by Mikita and others who happened to come. Expose the "fact" that he killed his little friend with a gun under the hint of his mother.

In addition, in this letter, Vajim also confessed to the crime of grabbing weapons and trying to kill Mikita, and promised that he would immediately surrender to the police station after returning to Sarampaul.

Wei Ran didn't read the rest of the content at all, and Wei Ran already knew that this letter, maybe including the content in the film, was the price Vajim had to pay to survive in the first place, and at the same time, the bearded treasure Lied's only way to get Vajim out alive.

Perhaps in Baolid's mind, Wei Ran didn't need to be so entangled in killing Vajim, he just didn't want to break his promise to Mikita.

And once the contents of that letter were exposed in the Soviet era, regardless of whether Vajim was an adult at the time, what awaited him would definitely not be a happy thing.

After thinking for a moment, Wei Ran folded the letter paper in his hand and stuffed it back into the envelope, and then checked the TT33 pistol that served as the key physical evidence with his knee, and re-covered the cover after confirming that there were no bullets inside. Well, leave the abandoned building with this tin biscuit box in hand.

Getting back into the cab of the transport vehicle, Wei Ran no longer has no attachment to the No. 52 mine, and even did not clean up the camping site that he deliberately placed, so he directly drove the huge transport vehicle, under the attention of a pack of wolves, Heading towards the civilized world under the swirling snowflakes.

Crossing the abandoned military base and crossing the frozen river, it took Wei Ran almost an hour to drive the transport vehicle into the field gas station where he stayed briefly when he came here.

After going around in circles to make sure there was no one here, he parked the car next to the oil storage tank, and unceremoniously poked the oil gun into the fuel tank of the transporter.

While refueling the truck, Wei Ran took out the satellite phone and called Jima, but what he didn't expect was that Jima's satellite phone was not turned on this time, so he tried to call Alili. Although it was possible to get through, no one answered.

"These two bastards don't want to have fun together, do they?" Wei Ran picked up the satellite phone dumbfounded, and wisely decided not to disturb the other party's good deeds.

Unceremoniously filling up the fuel tank of the transport vehicle, Wei Ran patted the old-fashioned Soviet military kettle on his waist, touched the three gems in his pocket, and finally glanced at the sleigh tied together Beria, his dog, and the supplies on the sleigh that had just been kicked out of the hold.

He didn't grit his teeth until he was sure that everything he needed was there, took a deep breath, and with the feeling of being sentenced to death, endured the sharp pain like a needle prick all over his body, and put away the transport vehicle that had completed meritorious deeds.

"It's so exciting!"

Wei Ran lay on the snow like a dead fish, panting heavily and shivering twice until the pain that swept over him completely subsided, and immediately stood up unsteadily, pushing the sled with one hand With the help of Beria, he walked to the prefabricated house not far away that serves as a field first aid station.

When he carried the materials on the sleigh into the prefabricated house one after another, and lit the stove for heating, Ji Ma finally called.

"Have you made any progress there?"

As soon as the call was connected, Ji Mabian took the initiative to ask, and without waiting for Wei Ran to answer, the guy showed off, "To tell you the truth, I just found something."

"What?" Wei Ran swallowed what he was going to say, and asked with great interest while warming himself by the fire.

"Ariri and I are now in the south-southeast direction of Sarambaul, about 20 kilometers away in a straight line, in a gathering area called Hoshloh."

Jima first described his current location in great detail, and then said, "According to some information I have inquired, there are some descendants of Japanese prisoners of war living here."

"Continue talking," Wei Ran agreed with his usual expression.

"I found a descendant of a prisoner of war"

When Jima said this, he glanced at the trunk that had just been closed by Alili, "When you called me just now, I had a few drinks with him, and I was invited to visit his house."

"What did you ask?" Wei Ran was too lazy to listen to the other party's nonsense.

"He is a mining equipment maintenance engineer"

When Jima said this, he had already got into the car, "According to the chat with him just now, there are six descendants of Japanese prisoners of war in this small town, and they all work in the same company."

"Same company?"

Wei Ran subconsciously took out the metal book, turned to the latest page, looked at the history recorded on it, and waited for Ji Ma's answer.

"right"

Jima waved to Alili to drive, and he did not forget to explain, "It is a mining equipment sales company. This sales company is not small, and even has its own helipad."

"Where is that company?"

"Of course it's Hoshloch, didn't I just say that?" Jima asked in confusion.

"I know, I thought they had a company in Sarampaul too"

Wei Ran explained indiscriminately that the address provided in the metal book was in Sarampaul.
'This has yet to be verified'

Jima paused and continued, "We are going to go to his house now, and if we find anything, I will notify you in time."

"Be careful," Wei Ran reminded me a lot.

"Do you need help there? Like airdropping some food, drink, or weapons?" Jima asked, changing the subject.

"Not yet"

Wei Ran looked out the window, "I have already returned to the gas station in the field, there is a shelter here with good conditions, and there are a lot of fuel and food reserves, so remember to come and pick me up when you are finished.

In addition, you may need to bring a few more trucks by then, I found some interesting things that may need to be shipped back. "

"Ariri and I will rush over there as soon as possible, and there must be enough cars." After Jima finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Hearing the busy tone from the microphone, Wei Ran weighed the satellite phone and stopped thinking about it, and continued to wait patiently by the warm stove.

At the same time, the van driven by Alili also stopped at the door of an inconspicuous wooden house.

Under the cover of the flying snowflakes, it didn't take much time for Ji Ma to pry open the door of the wooden house. Seeing this, Alili immediately pulled out a limp figure from the trunk, and helped him into the room .

With a soft "bang", Jima closed the door, and Alili also threw the figure onto the sofa.

Raising his finger and pointing to the surrounding curtains, Jima held up the gun and carefully checked the upstairs and downstairs rooms carefully along the stairs. Seeing that no one else was there, he put away the gun and carefully looked at the layout of the room .

Unlike the Slavic people or the locals who believe in shamanism in Siberia, there is a small Buddhist altar next to the fireplace in this room. Behind the not-so-big incense burner, there is another one that looks at least 70 years old A picture of a woman, and a black and white picture of a young man.

Raising his mobile phone to take a picture of something that should never have appeared in the foothills of the Ural Mountains, Jima picked up another group photo that was placed on the dining table.

In this group photo, apart from the homeowner who brought them here as guests but still hasn’t woken up, there is also a middle-aged woman in traditional Buryat national costume, and a girl with big front teeth, thick lips and small eyes. Dark-haired lad.

Behind the young man and the middle-aged woman, in addition to a tall tower, you can also see various Japanese-style things.

“If you have time, you must go to that small island to relax”

Jima muttered to himself, put the group photo back in place, and then handed Alili and a helper who came in a pair of rubber gloves, signaling them to help him find interesting things together.

It wasn't until the house was so miserable that it looked like it had been robbed, then he took off the kraft paper bag wrapped around the middle-aged man's head, and glued a ball of snow brought in from the outside to his neck In the simplest way, he regained his sobriety.

　Let’s update it today, I’m too tired and resume updating tomorrow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)