"Professor, who is this person?" Wei Ran lowered his voice and asked Professor Alexei's ear.
"The last editor-in-chief of Pravda who retired before the collapse of the Soviet Union," Professor Alexei replied in a low voice, "At the same time, he was also the most loyal fan of Mr. Polevoy."
"Where did you find him?" Wei Ran asked in surprise.
Professor Alexey had a proud expression on his face, "We have known each other for a long time, but more importantly, there is a photo of him and Mr. Polevoy in those photos. Please keep quiet for now." , he will be able to see it soon."
As expected, within half an hour, Mr. Ilya pointed to a certain photo in the album and said happily, "This is me and Polevoy. Mr. Polevoy’s wife helped take this photo!”
“Really?” Professor Alexei looked over with a surprised expression. Then a series of words of praise came out of his mouth, and he attributed it all to God's arrangement.
Mr. Ilya was obviously very pleased with the flattery. He laughed loudly and picked up the film album at hand and asked, "Professor Alexey, I heard that you often help those moles." The rats and the private museum are investigating the historical clues of World War II cultural relics, so do you know the origin of these negatives?"
"I don't know this" Professor Alexei pretended to be confused, "It's not as good as Ilya? Sir, please tell me."
"Except for the daily life photos, the rest are eliminated."
Ilya said very happily, "It is undeniable, Bolie. Mr. Voy is a great war reporter, but even so, it is impossible for every photo he takes to be published in the newspaper. The ones you find are all those that were not selected in his previous reports."
At this point, Mr. Ilya pointed to a photo in the album and explained, "For example, this one was taken by Mr. Polevoy in Kiev after the end of World War II when he was reporting on his new life after the war. If you can find a copy of "Contemporary People" published in 1952, you will definitely find a photo similar to it."
Wei Ran glanced at Alek with a strange look on his face. Professor Sai, this old guy is good at acting. He had used the same reason to explain the origin of these photos the night before.
For the next hour, the teacher and student deliberately put on an attentive attitude, giving Mr. Ilya enough time and opportunity to show off his knowledge until the coffee pot on the table was cleared of its last stock. , Professor Alexei calmly brought the topic to the transaction price.
"These photos, of course, including these negatives, I am willing to buy them for half a million rubles."
After Ilya finished speaking, he waved his hand to let Professor Alexei arrive. He swallowed his words again, and then calmly pointed to the clothes and documents on another table next to him and continued, "As for Professor Alexey's relics and press card, I am willing to pay two hundred Ten thousandruble. "
Hearing this, Professor Alexey shook his head simply, "I'm sorry, Mr. Ilya, but the price you offered for Mr. Polevoy's relics is too low. "
"How much do you want to sell it for? "Mr. Ilya asked calmly.
"The ideal price for all of this is six million rubles. Professor Alexey opened his mouth and tripled the price. He even added in the end without giving up, "And it can only be done in cash." "
"How about 3 million? "
"5.5 million," Professor Alexey argued. "There are more than 600 photos here. On average, one photo costs less than 10,000 rubles, and it also includes Polevo. According to Mr. Yi’s relics, the price is low enough. ”
“4 million, this is the highest price I can pay. "
"5.5 million" Professor Alexei insisted and refused to lower the price.
After pondering for a moment, Ilya finally nodded, "As you said, 5.5 million rubles , but you have to do me a favor. "
"What are you busy with? Professor Alexei asked cautiously.
Ilya raised his arm towards the assistant beside him, who immediately put the suitcase he had been carrying on the table and opened it.
< p>The teacher and the student's eyes widened as soon as they opened the box. Not only did the box contain a stack of rubles, but there was also a small wooden box in the corner. < p> Under the watchful eyes of their teachers and students, Ilya opened the wooden box himself, took out a small PPK pistol and handed it to Professor Alexei, "This is what I bought at an auction a few years ago. The seller claimed that the pistol was a trophy captured by Mr. Polevoy after he followed the Soviet Red Army into Berlin. The pen used by Mr. Polevoy was also sold at the time, but the seller had no evidence to prove this. The origin of the pistol was exactly as he said it would be.Professor Alexei, I hope you can help me investigate whether this pistol is a trophy Mr. Polevoy brought back from Berlin. This is about whether you can take 5.5 million rubles in cash from me. "
"This..."
Professor Alexey hesitated. He did not accept all jobs, and was different from the T-34 that had been sent away. Likewise, there is no way to start Ilya’s commission.
“Mr. Ilya, can we just prove that this pistol is or is not Mr. Polevoy’s trophy? "Wei Ran asked abruptly.
Ilya glanced at the young Asian man who had been standing behind Professor Alexei in surprise, and nodded casually, "It's that simple. ”
“If you can answer a few questions for me, maybe I can help you. "Wei Ran ignored Professor Alexei's hint and said straightforwardly.
"What's your name? "Ilya asked unhurriedly.
"Russian name Victor" Wei RanLooking at the professor next to him, "Professor Alexei named it for me. I am his student."
"Victor, that's a good name."
Eli Ya put the pistol back into the box, "Okay, let's start your question."
"As far as you know, how many pistols does Mr. Polevoy have? Or, to be more precise, how many pistols does Mr. Polevoy have?" How many PPK pistols?"
Ilya pondered for a moment and said with certainty, "Mr. Polevoy first used a Nagant revolver, and later he received a Soviet Union pistol in Berlin. The PPK pistol captured by the Red Army soldiers, this PPK pistol accompanied him until the end of his life, and only changed the grip patch once."
Wei Ran nodded, "In this case, I can be sure. Let me tell you, the PPK in your hand is not Mr. Polevoy's gun."
"Why?" Ilya and Professor Alexey asked in unison.
Wei Ran hesitated for a moment, but finally said truthfully, "Because his pistol is in my hand."
"What?!"
"In Where?"
The two old men stood up in no particular order.