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Chapter 60 Diagnosis and Treatment Records

Leaving the room and joining Nicholas who was waiting at the stairs, Wei Ran shook his head before he opened his mouth and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Nicholas, I didn't find any valuable clues at all, and the most important thing is that I I don’t understand German, so I can’t understand whether there are any clues hidden in the books left by the ampoule.”

Although he had already guessed this result, Nikolai’s disappointment was inevitable. But before he could say anything, Wei Ran waved his driver's license and said, "However, if I can take something from those rooms back to work in Volgograd, I might be able to find some clues."< /p>

"No problem!"

Nicholas, unwilling to let go of the last glimmer of hope, quickly said, "No matter what, even if they all move in, it will be no problem! I will let those The little bastards are here to help you move things."

Um...

Wei Ran, who originally just wanted to delay, quickly waved his hand and refused, "Don't worry, Mr. Nicholas, now. It’s already very late, should we have dinner first?”

Hearing this, Nicholas also calmed down and put the old touch-tone mobile phone back into his pocket, “Then tomorrow morning, you What do you want to eat?”

“Anything?” Wei Ran shook his head helplessly. This poor old guy might have waited too long.

With the help of the mohawk gangster, in less than half an hour, the dining table was filled with the same sumptuous meals as before he left last time. And this time, Wei Ran finally had the opportunity to sit across from Nicholas and have dinner together.

During the dinner, Nicholas took the initiative to talk about his wife and children. To Wei Ran's surprise, Nikolai's wife turned out to be the child of a German woman who was serving her sentence in the Inta Correctional Camp. Later, when the cornboy came to power, the correctional camp was closed, but this German woman did not return to Germany. Instead, he chose to stay in Inta and took his daughter to marry a prisoner of war who also chose to stay.

But the later story turned out to be a tragedy. Because of the German she learned from her mother, Nikolai’s wife became Nikolai’s assistant in intelligence activities in East Berlin. There was a difference of more than ten years between them. The two have been living in East Berlin since the 1960s and raised three children. But they eventually died in Berlin under the Iron Curtain, never having the chance to return to the freezing Inta.

It was precisely because of this guilt that had tortured him all his life that after Nicholas retired, all his wife’s neighbors and friends when she lived in Inta moved to this small village outside Kazan. .

After listening to Nikolai’s story, this old man who had lived almost all his life in tragedy and guilt finally got himself drunk and lay down on the messy dining table with sobs.

After greeting the mohawk gangster who had been guarding downstairs, the two of them carried Nikolay to the bed, and discussed the arrangements for returning to Volgograd tomorrow. They also drank a lot. Wei Ran also fell down on the sofa and began to purr.

Early the next morning, the loud pneumatic horn woke up the hungover Wei Ran.. As for Nicholas, who was still drunk and unconscious yesterday, the old guy disappeared early in the morning.

"I heard Mr. Nikolay say this morning that I still want to drive to Volgograd?" Wei Ran asked, Jima waking up and smelling of alcohol.

"Hiccup~ It seems, it seems like this."

Wei Ran waved away the smell of wine when he burped, and said in confusion, "I didn't expect you to burp so quickly. Back."

Jima gritted his teeth and looked at Wei Ran. He grabbed his collar and belt and pushed him into the bathroom, then turned on the shower. Wei Ran shivered when the icy cold water was poured on his body, and he also woke up from the wine.

"How much did you drink last night?" Jima turned off the shower and asked with an unkind expression.

"It's so high." Wei Ran stretched out his hand and gestured, "Two bottles of vodka, and this is the only thing left in the end."

"Have you sobered up?" Ji Ma spoke at the same time. , turned on the shower again.

"Close it quickly!"

Wei Ran, who had just wiped off the water stains on his face, got up dizzy, then his feet went weak and he sat on the floor again. Professor Alexei is not a drunkard. He drank a large bottle of vodka alone last night. He is lucky enough to be alive now.

Jima yawned and asked, "Now that you've sobered up, tell me what you need to move over?"

"No rush, you go get some sleep first, and we'll do it tonight Let's go."

Wei Ran struggled to stand up and walked out of the bathroom dizzy while holding on to the wall. "We can leave in the evening, but you have to ask a few people to help me carry some things."< /p>

"We're all waiting outside."

Ji Ma threw Wei Ran on the sofa, opened the window and whistled. In less than two minutes, more than a dozen people were wearing the clothes. A gangster who looked like a high school student with all the bells and whistles walked into the living room with a cigarette in his mouth.

"You guys, all listen to Victor's arrangements." After Jima finished speaking, he went directly into Nicholas's bedroom, "Wait until you're done and wake me up. I want to take a nap now. Yes."

Looking at the small-eyed gangsters surrounding him, Wei Ran rubbed his face vigorously to wake himself up, and then waved to the gangsters, "Everyone. Come with me."

Leading these boys back to the locked corridor on the second floor, Wei Ran took out the key and opened the security door, led them into the innermost room, and pointed at the There were boxes full of supplies in every corner and he said, "Carry all these things onto the car, pay special attention to the paper documents. They must be arranged properly and must not be placed randomly."

"Leave it to us!" These little gangsters shouted in unison. Looking at their lively looks, it was clear that Ji Ma was probably still the king of children among them.

Ignoring the information used as a cover, Weiran personally took out the suitcase containing the radio transmitter from the bedroom, walked downstairs, and put it into the car that had just arrived from Volgograd.Ural truck coming back.

In contrast, this radio transmitter is the most important thing, and among all the items left by the ampoule, it is the most likely thing that the notebook will take a fancy to.

The reason why Wei Ran insisted on taking them back to Volgograd was entirely because he was not sure about keeping the secret of the notebook under the nose of an old KGB. So although it's a little troublesome, it has to be done for safety.

With the hard work of those little gangsters, it took less than two hours to load everything into the truck. In the recreated room on the second floor, Wei Ran made an unexpected discovery while supervising the transportation.

In the empty room, there was a medical record in German placed on the only table. Although Wei Ran could not understand the German on it, this piece of information was accidentally scattered from the pile of documents. A large number of ink stains were smeared on the medical files, so that many of them were difficult to identify.

Nikolai, who came after hearing the news, just glanced at the information displayed by Weiran, raised his hand to disperse the gangsters who were acting as free labor, and explained in a low voice, "During the Cold War, West Germany The backbone of the Federal Intelligence Agency are basically the old team of the fragile intelligence chief Galen."

"So these records..."

"Ampoule's job is not only to collect West Germany. In addition to intelligence, another mission is to assassinate these old people through consultation." Nicholas picked up the medical files that Wei Ran put on the table, "These are all the targets that he has successfully assassinated. ”

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