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Chapter 105 The box in Ahola Village

In the warm room, Wei Ran stood by the window and looked through the telescope for a long time, then sat on the carpet again and returned the cowhide book.

"Now that the medal number has been obtained, all that's left is to verify my guess..." Wei Ran murmured to himself but stopped mid-sentence, "Maybe we need to go to Ahola Village. One trip."

After sorting out his thoughts, Wei Ran took back his notebook and found Chris who was preparing dinner on the first floor with the flag.

"Where are Jima and Akeem?" Wei Ran asked curiously.

"They went hunting," Chris said with a smile. "That assistant of yours looks very energetic."

"Too energetic"

Wei Ran shook his head helplessly and asked seriously, "Aunt Chris, I want to ask you some questions."

"What's the question?" Chris took out a large plate of freshly baked food from the oven. The blueberry pie was cut into pieces and brought to the dining table. Then he wiped his hands and sat across from Wei Ran.

"Can I know your last name?" Wei Ran asked straight to the point what he was most concerned about.

"Raikkonen, my name is Kris Raikkonen"

Hearing Kris' answer, Wei Ran no longer had any doubts. It seemed that she was Mika from before. Descendant of an only son with his wife Sally.

And Chris didn’t know anything about Mika’s combat experience, probably because after he died in Vyborg, Mika’s wife died unexpectedly prematurely, and the old hunter adopted her Their child, Chris' father, seemed to be hiding something for some reason.

It seems that it is really necessary to go to Ahola Village. I hope there are still traces of Ino’s father there...

Suppress the doubts in my heart, Wei Ran changed the subject and started chatting. After Jima and Akeem each came back with some prey, the three of them had a lively dinner, and Wei Ran also made excuses during the dinner to move back to the place where he could watch. A glass house to the stars.

In the steamy sauna room, Jima held a can of cold beer and asked, "Victor, tomorrow is the 14th, when do you plan to go back?"

"You're not going to the bar?" Wei Ran asked absently.

"I asked you when you plan to go back just because you want to go to the bar." Jima looked deceived, "Originally, I thought I could go shopping in big cities like Helsinki, but no Thinking of you coming here, apart from being colder, what is the difference between this place and the Hongqi Forest Farm on the outskirts of Kazan?"

"At least there are no teachers like Karp and Dalia here," Jima shuddered subconsciously. , "Don't mention them, otherwise you will have nightmares at night. But when do you plan to go back?"

"The day after tomorrow"

Wei Ran picked up a beer and sat with the other party and listened. Akeem, who was lively, said, "Tomorrow we will go somewhere and fly to Kazan on the night of the 16th."

"Has your investigation made progress?" Akeem asked in surprise.

“I can’t talk about progress, but I happened to find some clues in relevant historical records. I have to verify the details tomorrow.”

Wei Ran sighed secretly when he said this. Taking a breath, he had no intention of commenting on retired Akeem and his wife Aunt Chris. But as a descendant of Mika, Chris seemed to be instigated by Akeem and accidentally wanted to "recognize the thief as his father" and get in touch with the commander of the 163rd Division, which really made him a little sad.

After finishing the sauna, Wei Ran returned to the room and closed the curtains, then turned on the desk lamp and summoned the cowhide notebook that had become a tattoo, and took out a lot of paper bags on the side of the black and white photo. A few extra film negatives.

With the help of the light, Wei Ran could barely see the content of these negatives. As expected, there was no shadow of himself in these negatives. Even in the group photo of the three of them holding the flag, there was no trace of him. Only Mika and Daddy Ino were left.

Putting away the negatives again, Wei Ran opened the tablet he brought and logged into the official website of Finland's Formahawk. After an exhaustive search, he finally successfully found the few coins recorded in the cowhide notebook. Records related to medals.

After working hard to save the screenshots one by one, Wei Ran put away the leather notebook and lay on the soft big bed and fell asleep.

In the blink of an eye, early the next morning, after eating a hearty breakfast, Wei Ran took out his tablet and showed the screenshots he saved last night to Chris and Akeem, "These are the two of me. Tian found relevant clues from the list of medals awarded in the Battle of Suo Musalmi. According to the military exploits recorded in these medals, there was a Civil Guard sniper named Mika Raikkonen and this man named Ino. ·Vatanen's snipers were awarded the Cross of Freedom 2nd Class for capturing the Soviet Infantry Division flag."

"Wait"

Chris raised his finger. Pointing to the screenshot on the screen, he reminded, "It doesn't say that what they captured was the flag of the 163rd Division. And looking at the records on it, these two people are from a village called Ahola. I have never heard of this. "I've heard of it."

"How do you understand these Finnish words?" Jima asked in confusion.

“Don’t I know how to use translation software?”

Wei Ran pretended to have a headache and said, “It took me a lot of time to find these two people from the list of those who were awarded medals. A lot of effort. As for Aunt Chris's question, if the translation given by the translation software is correct, I would like to confirm whether the two Civil Guard snipers from Ajola are related to the flag found in your home. I'm afraid we can only I just need to go there in person."

"Should we leave now?" Akeem asked impatiently.

Chris looked at Wei Ran and nodded without hesitation, "In that case, let's set off now!"

After convincing these two, the rest Things are much simpler, before and afterIn less than ten minutes, Chris personally drove the old station wagon to the village of Likaprasi, and under the guidance of the navigation system, it went straight to the village of Ahola, more than ten kilometers north of Suomus Salmi.

There are only a few houses in this village. It can even be said that most villages in Finland have relatively small populations, and accordingly, everyone lives in scattered places.

However, it is not without its benefits. In addition to perfectly alleviating the ancestral social fear of the Finns, the long distance between neighbors also facilitates their group's need to inquire for information.

After driving around the village, Chris parked the car at the door of a particularly beautiful wooden house and walked towards an old man who was repairing a sleigh at the door of his garage.

After some questioning, she got a satisfactory answer successfully, got into the car again and drove along the country road to the door of a red spire house near the lake.

"This is it." Chris turned off the engine. "According to the old man just now, there is only one family with the surname Vatanen in this village. But he has not heard about that Yi Any story about Nuo."

"Aunt Chris, shall I go with you?" Wei Ran said with a smile.

Chris nodded, and Wei Ran pushed open the car door one after another, walked to the door of the house and rang the doorbell silently.

Two or three minutes later, as the door was opened, a middle-aged woman wearing glasses opened the door a crack, revealing half of her head and looking doubtfully at the two men standing at the foot of the steps outside the door. People, "What's the matter?"

"Hello madam" Chris asked with a kind smile, "Is this the Vatanin family?"

The woman nodded, "Excuse me, who are you..."

"I am Chris, Chris Raikkonen, and this young man is Victor."

" Jana Vatanen." After the woman announced her home, she continued to look at the two of them suspiciously.

"That's it." Chris briefly explained the things about the old hunter Ino in the screenshot provided by Weiran this morning, and then frankly told most of the purpose of the trip. A middle-aged woman hiding in the door.

After listening to Chris' description, Jiana hesitated for a moment and finally opened the door completely, revealing the double-barreled shotgun hanging on the inside of the wooden door, "Come in and sit down."

"Thank you" Chris showed a gentle smile and led Wei Ran into the living room following Jiana and sat on the soft sofa.

At the invitation of the other party, Wei Ran followed the woman into the living room and sat on the soft sofa.

"I'm sorry Chris"

After serving coffee to the two of them, Jana explained apologetically, "My husband died of cancer five years ago. He doesn’t know much about the history of the Vatanin family, and he has never heard of his ancestors having participated in the war.”

“Is that so?” Chris sighed regretfully. "I'm sorry Ms. Jana,Mentioned your sadness. "

"It doesn't matter"

Jana shook her head and said, "But you can go to the warehouse to look for it. There are many things left by my husband and his father before they were alive. If it turns out to be what you said, my son and I would be very proud. ”

“Is it really possible?” "Chris, who had no hope at all, asked in surprise. This sudden trust really surprised her and Wei Ran who was eavesdropping.

"It's okay," Jia Na said with a smile. , “I was a soldier when I was young, and it is very meaningful to me to be able to help those veterans find their glory. "

"Thank you," Chris stood up and thanked sincerely.

"Come with me." Jana waved her hand carelessly, motioning for the two of them to follow her and leave the house. I walked to a wooden warehouse next to it.

This warehouse is not very large, and the things inside are all sorted into wooden boxes of different sizes. They are neatly stacked together, and the packing time is written in blue paint on the lid of each box.

One of the walls of this warehouse is covered with them. There are dusty animal head specimens. On the gun racks on the opposite wall are extremely clean civilian shotguns of different models.

"If you can find them. If anything, then it can only be here. "

Jana turned on the light and walked along the narrow gap to the innermost part. After searching for a while, she pointed to a few dusty long wooden boxes in the corner and said, "These should be them. My husband inherited that house and this warehouse from his father, and it seems like these boxes have always been there and have never been opened. "

After Chris finished translating for Wei Ran, Wei Ran, who pretended not to understand Finnish, walked to the end and carefully took out the three wooden boxes placed against the wall. .

These three long boxes are unexpectedly heavy, and they are even sealed with rusty iron sheets, but without exception, the names written in paint remain on the sides of these boxes.

“Mika Raikkonen? "

Wei Ran wiped the remaining paint writing on one of the wooden boxes with his sleeve, and then wiped the writing on the other box, revealing the words "Ino Vatanen". On the third box, the words "Sally Brin" remain!

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