"Victor? Victor?" Professor Alexey waved his hand in front of Wei Ran who was in a daze.
"It's okay, I just remembered something else." Wei Ran came back to his senses, "Professor, is that camera still there? The camera that was with these films."
< p>"I lost it a long time ago"Professor Alexey shook the photos in his hand, "So do you want to try? If you can find out where these photos were taken , I have channels to sell these clues."
"Let me rest for a few days, and I have to go to Kazan on the 1st of next month." Wei Ran changed the subject immediately. He asked, "What about you? When are you going to work for Mr. Alexander?"
"It's also No. 1." Professor Alexey made a last-ditch effort, "How about you go to work in that museum with me?" How?”
“I’ll forget it”
Wei Ran quickly refused. He would have to study at Hongqi Forest Farm for a long time in the future, and he might even have to leave most of the time. In Kazan.
"Since you don't want to go, this studio will be left to you. I will introduce you to more clients in the future." Professor Alexey said with some regret, he still liked it very much. The atmosphere of this young man hanging around.
"We'll talk about it later, Professor, I'll go out for a while."
Before he finished speaking, Wei Ran had already gotten into the van and disappeared out of sight. Walking all the way through the streets and alleys towards Volgaski on the east bank, he was also thinking about the idea that had just popped up.
Based on the previous two experiences, the T-34 sent itself back to Stalingrad, and the anti-tank gun sent itself to Don Position 19.
But what if I consciously collect some items left over from the relatively safer battlefield? Wouldn't it be more likely that he would come back alive?
Or to put it another way, compared to risking one’s life in exchange for consulting fees, witnessing some historic moments can bring far more benefits than consulting fees or the war that may be buried somewhere. More equipment.
If nothing else, he is almost 100% sure that he can bring back the negatives of photos taken during World War II, so as long as he deliberately chooses some key moments to press the shutter, the negatives he brings back will be They will be precious historical materials, and their value is not just for selling money.
If you have to give an example, the photo of the Soviet Red Army planting its flag in Berlin is the best proof!
The only problem now is where to find the relevant items. Of course, there is no doubt that the best place is the museum, but even if he had a dog's brain, he wouldn't dare to do such a stupid thing.
Suppressing the vague thoughts in his heart for the time being, Wei Ran drove across the Volga River and went to the front of the Geographical Exhibition Hall. After a week of absence, the ZIS-3 anti-tank gun from Don Position 19 has been placed on the display next to the T-34 tank.Both sides of the museum gate.
The application report for the title of Hero of the Soviet Union provided by Nikolai was also engraved on the monument carrying the anti-tank gun. At the same time, directly below, an additional sentence was engraved: "The original is in storage. In the exhibition hall. "There are still many flowers placed around, some of them have withered, and some still have crystal water drops.
Taking out his cell phone, he took a photo of the newly erected monument and sent it to Jima. Satisfied, Wei Ran drove to Alexander's auto repair shop and found the one hidden in the deepest place with familiarity. gun modification studio.
Alexander, who was reloading bullets by hand, saw Wei Ran coming to the door. He calmly put down his work and waved to the latter, leading him into the lounge next door.
"Mr. Alexander, the last time you asked me to inquire about the Aleutian Captain, the results have been obtained." Wei Ran said as he took out a transparent plastic document from his bag. The newspaper was handed over.
"You also found it from the survivor?" Alexander curiously took the newspaper and asked.
Wei Ran nodded, briefly recounted the cause and effect, and finally said, "In addition, the money you asked me to transfer has been handed over to the other party."
Alexander After reading the report in the newspaper, he raised his head and asked slowly, "It seems that we haven't agreed on the remuneration last time?"
Wei Ran looked at the other party with a smile, "Just treat it as a gift to me. Thank you for the pistol. In addition, this newspaper is the same as the last report. I hope you can keep it properly. The survivor spent a lot of effort to find this newspaper."
"Of course. "Alexander put the newspaper on the coffee table, "I like the story in this very much"
Wei Ran stood up and said, "In that case, I will leave first."
"Young man, will you and Professor Alexey come to work in my museum next month?" Alexander asked before Wei Ran walked out of the room.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Alexander."
Wei Ran stopped and said apologetically, "I cherish this opportunity, but I am planning to study for graduate school and may not be able to do so in the next three years. Too much energy is devoted to you."
Alexander patted Wei Ran on the shoulder, "For the sake of giving me a newspaper, you can still come to me after three years if you want. "I look forward to that day." Wei Ran shook hands with the other party and walked out of the small lounge.
Driving his minivan back slowly, he was also thinking about the next arrangements. Now that there have been changes in the studio, his future income will definitely be greatly affected. Although Now I still have 1.5 million rubles in cash, but this money will not last long.
It seems that we need to find a way to get money as soon as possible...
Involuntarily, Wei Ran began to think about the vague idea on the road again, but until heDriving back to the city of Volgograd, I still had no idea which safe enough battle to start with.
Knocking on the door with the sparkling wine bought on the road, my aunt was busy stewing ribs in the kitchen. For Professor Alexei and Wei Ran, two pure carnivores, braised ribs Or braised pork will appear on the table almost every now and then.
The aunt who was busy cooking turned off the humming range hood and asked, "You are finally back. Where have you been these past few days? You can't even get through on the phone?"< /p>
“Went to the Arctic Circle”
Wei Ran had to repeat the experience of the past few days again. He waited until all his aunt’s curiosity was satisfied before he asked, "Uncle told me that he is going to work for Mr. Alexander?"
"Yes." Zhou Shujin came over with two glasses, opened a bottle of sparkling wine and poured it, "Ignore him, you will What are your plans?"
Wei Ran shook his head, "I haven't thought about it yet, but I will definitely not work for Mr. Alexander."
"It would be nice if he was as determined as you are. "Zhou Shujin sighed, picked up the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp, "Wait a minute, I'll give you something."
Zhou Shujin walked into the bedroom carrying one in less than a minute. The paper bag came out and handed it to Wei Ran, "These are the various licenses for that studio. From now on, that studio will be handed over to you."
"Leave it to me?" Wei Ran was surprised. Looking at aunt Zhou Shujin.
"Do you want me to read the history books?" Zhou Shujin said angrily, "Tomorrow I will take you to make a change, and that studio will be yours from now on."
"Uncle, can you agree?"
"If I hadn't stopped him, that studio would have belonged to Alexander."
Zhou Shujin became angry when she talked about this. "Let this studio be in your name. This will not only stop Alexander's thoughts, but also give him a way out. It can also help the travel agency avoid taxes. Don't refuse, anyway, that room is There is nothing valuable about the rags."
"Since my aunt said so, I won't be polite."
Wei Ran thought for a moment and accepted the gift with a playful smile. Although he is the only one left in the studio now, there are advantages. At least the investigation fees are all his own, and it can also provide some cover for what he will do in the future.
While the two were chatting, Professor Alexey, who rarely stayed awake, also returned home with a bouquet of roses. What's more strange to Wei Ran is that this old guy who usually doesn't drink alcohol didn't even drink a glass of sparkling wine during the whole process.
"Professor, why don't you drink anymore?" Wei Ran, who was full and drunk, asked in a low voice while his aunt was clearing the table.
Professor Alexey pointed in the direction of the restaurant with a grimace, "I promised your aunt not to drink in the future, and then I was allowed to work at Mr. Alexander's place."
Wei Ran suppressed a smile and glanced at Professor Alexey, then gloated.They gave each other a thumbs up.