"Let's make an agreement first, that pistol is not for sale." Wei Ran took two steps back, "And you must complete the current transaction first, otherwise you won't want to see it."
"Pay! "Ilya urged impatiently.
The assistant following the old man heard this and immediately took the cash out of the box, while Professor Alexey also danced and brought the money counter, muttering to himself " Get rich, get rich." He carefully counted the rubles on the table.
Until the two completed the transaction, Wei Ran returned to the room and took out the PPK and the cowhide holster he had found in Polevoy's briefcase a week ago.
"This pistol was found in Mr. Polevoy's briefcase"
Wei Ran pointed at the trace stains on the holster with a gel pen Said, "These stains were already there when I took it out of the briefcase. You can find the same stains in the briefcase."
Mr. Ilya quickly picked up the table when he saw this. I took a look at the briefcase and found the same stain and a 7.65 mm caliber bullet with some rust in one of the compartments.
"No selling," Wei Ran reminded him again before the other party opened his mouth.
"Then...can I take a look?" Ilya's tone was almost pleading.
"Of course"
After getting Professor Alexei's nod, Wei Ran placed the pistol and the cowhide holster on the table.
Carefully opening the holster and taking out the gun, Ilya took the magnifying glass handed by his assistant and carefully observed the wooden handle of the pistol. It was not until more than half an hour later that he was still not satisfied. Wei Ran sighed and said, "Victor, if..."
"No sale" Wei Ran emphasized his attitude again. It was not that he was reluctant to part with this small pistol, but that he got it just now. Professor Alexei’s suggestion.
"This is my business card"
Ilya took out a business card from his coat pocket and handed it to Wei Ran with both hands, almost pleading, "Victor, if in the future If you intend to sell this pistol, you must call me as soon as possible. Before doing so, you must keep it well."
"Of course" Wei Ran quickly put away the pistol on the table. , and then stuffed into the drawer of the workbench.
Ilya stood up with a tangled look on his face, "Today's harvest is really beyond expectations. Alexey, Victor, I can't stay here any longer, otherwise I'm worried that I'll take away the A pistol."
"We will contact you when we are interested in selling it," Alexey promised.
After Ilya’s assistant moved the photo albums on the table and the belongings of war correspondent Polevoy to the car, he reluctantly glanced at the drawer containing the pistol again. He turned back towards the studio door.
"Mr. Ilya, your gun." Wei Ran picked up the gun left on the long tableThe wooden gun box on the top reminds.
"I gave it to you." Elijah waved his hand without looking back, "Young man, I'm waiting for your call."
Watching Elijah with a bag full of Gain and Regret left in the car. Professor Alexey and Wei Ran looked at each other and ran towards the studio in no particular order.
"This is mine!" Wei Ran opened the drawer, picked up the PPK and raised it above his head.
Professor Alexey, who was only about 1.7 meters tall at most, naturally couldn't overtake Wei Ran, who was young and strong and half a head taller than him, so he could only sit down on the chair and complain. "Can you at least show it to me?"
"Tell me why you don't sell it first," Wei Ran asked across the long table.
"He is here to buy photos and negatives this time"
Halfway through Professor Alexey's words, he got up and walked to the studio door and pulled down the rolling shutter door before continuing. , "Even if he wants to buy this pistol, how much money do you think he can have left in the box? So even if he wants to sell it, he has to wait for a while and give him some time to save money, so that this pistol can be sold at a high price. ."
"That's it?" Wei Ran asked disappointedly.
“Of course there are more than that”
Professor Alexey’s small eyes revealed a mature and cunning person, “Perhaps only he is willing to create Mr. Polevoy’s photographic works. The price is high, but there are many people willing to pay a high price to buy a well-known war reporter's gun to show off.
So wait, maybe I can find a really rich person to buy this. It’s a pistol. And even if you can’t find it, at worst you can find a few friends to make guest appearances, and then organize a small auction to squeeze out every ruble in Ilya’s wallet.”
“You. What a profiteer!" Wei Ran laughed and scolded, then pushed the pistol to Professor Alexei across the table.
“Even without Mr. Polevoy’s background bonus, this small pistol can still be sold for a lot of money.”
While Professor Alexey was speaking, he used his nails to Gai pointed to the eagle emblem on the sleeve and the back of the barrel and said, "After the end of World War II, the PPK produced by Walter Company canceled the crisp eagle emblem on the sleeve and barrel, and even many of them were removed from the battlefield. The PPK pistol seized at the police station also had these two big-fly marks. But just because of these two eagle emblems, this pistol can be sold for a high price of at least six or seven dollars. Note that it is US dollars, not rubles. "
"There is also Mr. Polevoy's bonus," Wei Ran reminded him proactively.
Professor Alexey threw the pistol back into the drawer, picked up the gun case that Ilya left behind when he left, and made a promise with a sinister smile, "Don't worry, it's less than 20,000." No one can take away the dollar!"
"If this gun is sold, can you leave that one for me?" Wei Ran pointed at the one in Professor Alexei's hand. Gun Box asked.
"This small pistol is only suitable for women"
Professor Alexei opened the rolling shutter door and went outAs he walked, he said shamelessly, "So I decided to give it to my beautiful wife, your gentle aunt. Do you have any objection?"
"I have no objection!" Wei Ran said through gritted teeth. , he has a shitty opinion, and even if he had the guts to do so, he wouldn’t even dare to have an opinion. This old guy definitely did it on purpose!
“It doesn’t have to be so painful.” Alexei said with a smile while holding the rolling shutter door with one hand, “You will get a gift that is no worse than this.”
“It won’t be the same again. "Soviet rubles, right?"
Wei Ran asked suspiciously, this scammer professor never gave any good things, not even the priceless broken box, he almost asked himself to give it at seventy or eighty. On the battlefield years ago.
"Fuck you Stalin! Don't mention the Soviet ruble again!" Before Professor Alexey finished speaking, he had already disappeared.
It was not until an hour later that he proudly returned to the studio carrying two lunch boxes, "Let's have lunch quickly. Let's go out after eating."
"Go. Where?" Wei Ran asked confused.
"East Coast, let's go to Volgaski on the East Coast."
Professor Alexey snatched a piece of pork ribs from Wei Ran's lunch box and bit into it. After taking a sip, he continued with a satisfied look on his face, "That T-34 has been donated to the local geography exhibition hall by the collector. Let's go take a look. In addition, we also need to help them find clues about another exhibit. "
With a click, a piece of pork ribs fell from Wei Ran's mouth, "What else?"