Turning the notebook forward again, Wei Ran took out a thick stack of photos from the bulging paper bag next to the black and white photo.
I opened the copy board and looked through it one by one. Except for the few photos I took at the last moment and Dr. Hans in biochemical protective clothing, the rest were basically secretly shot German documents.
Without any hesitation, Wei Ran put all the negatives back to their original positions, and then pulled out his pistol from the red vortex.
Gently remove the magazine, then pull the slide to extract the bullet from the chamber. The yellow-orange bullets hit the table, causing a series of tinkling and pleasant knocking sounds.
Wei Ran picked up the bullet that rolled on the table and looked at it, then his face showed a relaxed expression of surviving the disaster. Although this time I didn’t stay as long as at Don Position 19, and it wasn’t like during the Battle of Stalingrad where I had to worry about bumping into German soldiers or encountering cold shots at all times.
But the danger has not been reduced at all, especially the sarin cylinders detonated in that air raid bunker. Thinking of the scene of Dr. Hans flying towards him at the last moment, Wei Ran I couldn't help but shiver.
Fortunately, no matter how dangerous the journey was, we finally came back without any danger. Although it was not found out who killed Nikolai's family this time, at least one key suspect has been identified.
In fact, he was at least 80% sure that the real murderer was Hannah, the East German Stasi agent codenamed Gnome!
And according to historical records, there was no sarin gas attack in East Germany in 1985. Then it is almost certain that either the subsequent developments were as Dr. Hans expected at the time, and the entire attack was urgently stopped by the West German Federal Intelligence Service. Alternatively, Hannah notified the Stasi through other means.
It would be easy to confirm your guess, but definitely not now. After all, he and Jima just came back from Kazan last night, and even including the travel time, it was less than 24 hours. In such a short time, I was able to roughly check out the whole situation, and even found out the key suspects.
Let’s not talk about whether Nicholas believes it or not. Even if he believes it, I’m afraid he will immediately think about himself inside and out.
"Wait a little longer..."
Wei Ran muttered to himself, pressed the bullet on the table into the magazine again, and then sent it away. I returned the cowhide notebook.
Turning his head to look at the two silenced weapons still on the table, Wei Ran thought about it, finally pulled out the bayonet from the first red vortex and tried to put it in.
However, to his surprise, not only could the sniper rifle not fit in, but even the silent pistol was blocked from the whirlpool.
"It's really evil."
Wei Ran lost his temper and simply turned a page, took out the pistol he had just put back and threw it aside.Then he tried to stuff the two guns inside again, but without exception, this time they were still firmly blocked from the whirlpool.
What the hell is going on?
Wei Ran placed two silenced weapons on the table without knowing why, and then compared them with the sidearm that was made of a large number of titanium alloy parts.
Is it because of the noise canceling function?
Or is it because this pistol is custom-made and not mass-produced?
Or is it because the bullets used are of different calibers?
After thinking about it, Wei Ran temporarily put this problem behind him, took back all the leather notebooks and pistols, and then put the two silenced weapons back into the bag and stuffed them into the corner. pile of debris.
The most important thing at the moment, besides finding a good excuse for the investigation that I am about to discover, is to prepare to go back to the Red Flag Forest Farm in Kazan in a few days to go to Culp. Report class.
But before that, it’s business to take a bath and sleep. Although the only bedroom upstairs was occupied by the snoring Jima, don't forget that the travel agency next door has plenty of rooms.
He said hello to the little girl at the front desk and took the key card and disposable toiletries from her. Wei Ran went into the room on the second floor and soaked himself in the bathtub.
Although I was only sent back three times with cowhide notebooks in total, it seemed to have become my habit to take a shower and sleep every time I came back.
I slept until it was dark, and when Wei Ranxin came over, the travel agency downstairs had already finished get off work, and even Jima next door had disappeared. With nothing to do, Wei Ran dug out the medical files brought back by Kazan and laid them out one by one on the workbench.
He still remembered that when he followed Dr. Hans to the apartment to pick up the equipment, the other party stuffed a medical file into it. Perhaps that was his only clue.
But trying to find the one that Hans put in among the seventy or eighty medical files stained with large ink stains is also not an easy task.
Comparing the backup medical file with Russian translation provided by Nikolai, Weiran compared the remaining German letters on the original file one by one and put files with suspected same content together.
It was such a simple job, and by the time he finished, the moon outside the window was already hanging above his head.
“You suffer the loss of being uneducated.” Wei Ran looked at the medical files on the workbench and became more determined to learn German as soon as possible.
Having a good nap in the afternoon and feeling energetic now, Wei Ran turned on the desk lamp, brewed a large pot of coffee, and carefully read the Russian translation provided in the backup file.
According to what Nicholas said, the "patients" recorded in these files were all the patients who had been successfully assassinated by Dr. Hans, codenamed Ampoule.
In this thick abandoned medical file, there are railway workers who looked ordinary but were actually executioners in concentration camps., there is Gai Shitai, who disguised himself as a coal merchant after the war, and even more openly he is a grocery store owner, secretly playing a key role in providing materials and information transmission for the fragile organization after the war.
Most of them are unknown and have not appeared in historical records at all, but there are also well-known figures such as Hans Speidel and even Atolf Hausinger who formed the West German Wehrmacht after the war. .
“Salesperson from Oakleaf Insurance Company?” Wei Ran flipped through the medical files he had just flipped through.
The reason why the owner of this file was killed by Dr. Hans was only marked in a very simple column - "The new generation is so fragile". Other than that, there are no details.
Could it be the insurance company that Dr. Hans blew up? Wei Ran picked up the original medical file and transcribed the job title column in German on white paper. He then summoned a leather notebook and took out the stack of negatives and fixed them on the copy board.
As the power of the copy board was turned on, Wei Ran raised a magnifying glass as big as his face and carefully observed each one. He remembered that Dr. Hans had used a camera to take pictures at the insurance company. Something.
Unexpectedly, after this comparison, he actually found the German phrase "Blatt Eiche (oak leaf)" on the header of the paper document taken in one of the photos. Putting down the telescope, Wei Ran picked up the medical file again, with a confident smile on his face.