Chapter 167 The 20-ring Potbelly Box (two-in-one update)

In the week before Christmas, the travel agency guarding Mamayev Heights has already begun its ten-day holiday, but the studio next door is getting busier day by day.

Not to mention the few reporters who followed the trend and wanted to interview Wei Ran, Wei Ran was overwhelmed by the public relations personnel sent by various museums who wanted to display the photo.

But fortunately, he still remembered the advice Nicholas gave him in the text message. Suisui insisted on using the excuse that "Victor had returned to China for the New Year" to push the museum staff who wanted to get authorization to two months later. And those reporters who wanted to interview Weiran had to wait until mid-March.

Unexpectedly, almost on the day the news was released, Alexander, who had already obtained the authorization for the photo exhibition, immediately sent a special gift.

This is a Mauser M712 submachine pistol. If we call it a name more familiar to Chinese people, it is a 20-ring pot-bellied box.

What is quite special is that at the bottom of the wooden handle of this pot-bellied box, there is a red and white piece of cloth tied to it, which looks like used auntie paper. Without even needing to take it off, Wei Ran knew that if nothing else happened, it should be half a plaster flag.

And on the left side of this pot-bellied box, there is also an inscription: "The war smoke stains the rivers and mountains with blood, and the Japanese will not return to Sichuan if they are not destroyed. Why should the Xu State fear death during the war? They will kill all the Japanese invaders and build the Jingguan." Twenty-eight vigorous little characters.

It was this special pistol, as well as various other expensive gifts sent by Federer's manager, that Wei Ran realized belatedly that he should postpone these visitors for a while. benefits.

If nothing else, Alexander owed him a huge favor by being able to display that photo at least two months earlier than other private museums.

On the other hand, when Wei Ran once again authorized other museums to display photos two months ago, if he takes the opportunity to accept a wave of interviews, his popularity will undoubtedly continue for a while.

Of course, Alexander was not the only one who sent him gifts. If we count them one by one, the first gifts came from Mr. Akeem and Aunt Kris from Finland, who arrived in the New Year. Previously, I was sent a set of ski equipment that looked expensive.

A little later than them, the "Jewish idiot" Mario from Berlin also sent someone to deliver a large box of egg tarts at noon today.

What made Wei Ran dumbfounded was that according to the staff member who traveled thousands of miles to deliver the egg tarts, these egg tarts were newly baked this morning by Moura and her daughter Anna from Kiev.

In addition to these former sponsors, Misha from Inta also sent two snow-white fox fur coats to Wei Ran this afternoon, but this time they were not given to Wei Ran. It's a gift for Suisui and her mother Zhou Shujin.

In addition to the furs sent by others, Misha also discussed with Suisui over the phone the reception of the second batch of tourists after Christmas and the third batch of tourists sent by Zhou Shujin. By the way, Wei Ran also got Ji Ma’s news from her.

What made everyone laugh was that almost on the second night after Jima and Alili landed at the abandoned military base with Dr. Galkin, Alili accidentally lost it. Got the cabin key of the An-2 aircraft.

It was precisely because of this small mistake that the three unlucky guys had to rely on the few supplies left last time to persist in the military base for nearly a week. Finally, I found the lost key last night and flew back to Inta smoothly.

Fortunately, it was also by taking the opportunity to find the key that Dr. Galkin discovered a well-hidden safe in the observatory, and bought the safe inside for a high price of US$80,000. There is a black stone only the size of a fist.

This windfall of money directly wiped out all the dissatisfaction of Jima and Alili, so that when Misha called, the two bastards were booking a room in the best bar in Inta to invite everyone to cooperate. The hunters are drinking together to prepare for Christmas.

Not to mention Inta, which is thousands of kilometers away, as night falls, the gifts on the dining table of Suisui's family are replaced by sumptuous meals. Next to Professor Alexei's tableware was a bottle of high-end gin.

When Suisui filled everyone's wine glasses with clear wine, Zhou Shujin, as the de facto head of the family, was the first to raise the clear glass, "Tomorrow is Christmas, I wish the travel agency There are so many tourists in the new year. I wish the Time Studio a lot of money every day, and I wish Suisui a successful academic career.”

“Cheers!” The other three responded enthusiastically. , raised his head in cheers and drank all the wine in the glass.

Before putting down the glass, Zhou Shujin smiled and asked her daughter sitting opposite, "Suisui, when will you go back to school?"

The woman who just picked up the bottle of wine asked A trace of well-hidden panic flashed across Suisui's face, and she answered while pouring wine for Professor Alexei, "The day after tomorrow, I'll go back to prepare for the exam, and the air tickets have been bought."

"Then there's nothing we can do. It seems you can't catch up." While Professor Alexei spoke, there was a false regret on his face.

"What are you missing?" Suisui asked blankly.

"Your dad and I will go to Finland for vacation tomorrow morning, and we won't be back until a week later." Zhou Shujin said with a normal expression, "Since you will go back the day after tomorrow, it seems that I can't take you with me, let alone I can't take you to the airport."

"I actually..."

"Study is important, let Victor take you there then."

Speaking of which, even excluding the days spent playing in Inta, Suisui has been back for less than half a month. After all the three members of this family had a fresh time,Her treatment also plummeted like a cliff.

And it is obvious that both Aunt Zhou Shujin and Professor Alexei can't wait to send away this annoying person they raised and continue to live in their world.

"Then after I finish the exam..."

"After the exam, go directly to your grandma's house!"

Zhou Shujin couldn't help but do it for her daughter. Decided, "Your dad and I are planning to go back to celebrate the New Year at the end of the month, so don't run back and forth. Air tickets are quite expensive."

Suisui looked at Wei Ran who was sitting next to her with a sad face, as if asking for help. , only to find that this guy’s attention seemed to be entirely focused on the braised pork trotters.

Before Suisui could speak, Professor Alexei asked, "Speaking of this, Victor, when do you plan to return to China?"

"I guess so. It'll be at the end of the month." Wei Ran, who was full of food, replied without raising his head, making it clear that he didn't want to get involved in their family's topic so as not to get burned.

Professor Alexei continued to ask without giving up, "In that case, do you want to go to Finland with us for a few days? Akeem and Chris have been calling me these days to ask me I'll take you over to ski together."

"I'll forget it."

Wei Ran didn't want to help the couple attract fire at this time, so he simply shook his head and refused, "That's it. I have to be busy with other things in the next two days."

"Look at how sensible your brother is!" Zhou Shujin pointed her finger at her unhappy daughter without warning, "Look at you again. , I just want to play every day!"

"Wait!" Suisui kicked Wei Ran hard in the dark, the threat in her tone almost overflowing.

"How about I go back later?" Wei Ran asked with a smile.

"Drink! Drink! Let me toast you!" Suisui, who was gritting her teeth just now, quickly put on a smile and diligently picked up the wine bottle and poured Wei Ran a full glass of wine.

The Maozi version of the New Year's Eve dinner lasted until 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, with laughter and Suisui's sad eyes.

After taking a shower and returning to the room, Wei Ran was not in a hurry to rest. Instead, he took out the 20-ring potbelly box sent by Alexander again and gently groped for the writing on it. Lost in thought.

This was the first time that he was so eager to know the story behind the owner of this pistol, what happened back then, and whether that person survived the war. If he survives, is he living well? If he didn't survive... at least know where he was buried.

With slightly heavy breathing, Wei Ran, who smelled of alcohol, hesitated for a moment, and finally placed the pistol gently on the bedside table.

It's not that he's timid, but he doesn't want to make a rash decision. After all, this is a professor's home, not a studio where the rolling door can be locked at any time. Moreover, he had drunk a lot just now, so who knows if his condition would be affected after being sent over by the cowhide notebook.

But the most important thing is that, thanks to China’s various war-themed TV sets, movies and even sketches, most Chinese people are extremely familiar with that pistol. But in fact, not many people have actually used it. If you need to use this pistol in combat, you should familiarize yourself with it in advance.

Thoughts kept going on in my head, and the night of tossing and turning seemed extremely long. Early the next morning, before dawn, Zhou Shujin and Professor Alexei quietly got up, placed a beautifully wrapped gift at the door of Wei Ran and Suisui's bedroom respectively, and then left the room with their suitcases.

Almost at the same time that the security door was locked, Suisui, who was dressed in sleepy clothes, also opened the door, sat cross-legged on the floor and tore open the packaging of the gift box.

Looking at the latest Chinese mobile phone with satisfaction, Suisui glanced at the gift at the door of Weiran, tiptoed over, picked up the box and rushed into her room. .

Carefully unpacked the package. After seeing that it contained the same mobile phone, Suisui was satisfied and taped the package again with tape, and stacked it together with the gifts she prepared. Wei Ran's door rang.

The banging on the door immediately woke up Wei Ran, who had only been asleep for less than two hours. At the same time, a black matte pistol appeared in his hand. When he woke up completely, he put away the pistol and opened the door sleepily.

"Dang Dang Dang! Merry Christmas!"

Suisui, who had her own soundtrack, stuffed the two gifts into Wei Ran's arms before Wei Ran could react. , then stretched out his hand and said, "The ones below were given to you by my parents, and the ones above were given to you by me. Now I'm giving you my gift!"

"Why did you get up so early?" Wei Ran yawned and put the two gifts on the bed. He raised his hand and pointed at the backpack that was still on the sofa in the living room. "Your gifts are in the bag. Go and see for yourself!"

"You give What gift did I prepare?" Suisui asked as she ran towards the sofa, but what she received in response was the sound of the door closing behind her.

“This bastard!”

Suisui gritted her teeth and opened Wei Ran’s backpack, waiting for her to take out a SLR lens that she had long admired from the torn gift box. After that, he immediately cheered and banged on Wei Ran's door again, shouting.

When Wei Ran opened the door again after putting on clothes, Suisui took the lens and asked excitedly, "How did you know I wanted to buy this lens?"

Wei Ran opened the door. He yawned and said angrily, "You have the nerve to ask? Last time in that abandoned military base, I didn't know who it was and I drank too much. I spent the whole night talking nonsense and begging my aunt to buy a new lens."

"Shut up! Pretend I didn't ask!" Suisui threatened fiercely, "Don't mention this matter in the future!"

"You asked yourself" without washing your face Wei Ran, who hadn't brushed his teeth, said as he walked out, "You figure out how to fix breakfast yourself. I'll go out."

"Where are you going?" asked Suisui, who had already run back to the room and was busy changing lenses.

Wei Ran shook the object in his hand and said, "Go try this pistol given by Mr. Alexander."

"Wait! I'll go with you! Don't leave. ! Give me five minutes to change clothes!" Before she finished speaking, Suisui closed the door with a bang, leaving Wei Ran, who had already touched the door handle, shaking his head helplessly.

After waiting patiently for seven or eight five minutes, Suisui finally walked out of the bedroom wearing the fox fur coat she just got yesterday. Taking this opportunity, Wei Ran had not only finished washing and prepared breakfast, he had even almost digested his portion.

Leaving home with this follower holding a camera, Wei Ran drove a large and somewhat exaggerated off-road vehicle and went to the studio on the way, finally stopping at a snow-covered area on the east coast. On the edge of the forest.

"It's just a test of the gun, as for running so far?" Suisui asked puzzledly while standing at the door of the car.

"What if I get recognized when I go to the shooting range?" Wei Ran, who thinks he already has some idol baggage, replied matter-of-factly, "It's a big holiday, and I don't want to be blocked by reporters again."

"I quite take myself seriously..."

Suisui muttered to herself, and helped Weiran fix the steel plates in the carriage with nails. Several trees fell out. On the birch tree with leaves, he then took out a silenced VSS sniper rifle from the trunk of the off-road vehicle.

This gun was originally borrowed by Wei Ran from Nikolai, and it has been kept in the studio ever since. Just when they went to get the steel plate used as a target and the matching bullets, it was Suisui was loaded into the car.

Taking the noise-canceling headphones from Weiran, Suisui lay directly in the spacious compartment of the off-road vehicle, followed the open trunk door, aimed at the target a hundred meters away, and clicked the button the trigger.

But soon, the weak sound of the gun and the crisp sound of the bullet hitting the steel plate were completely covered up by the 20-ring pot belly box in Wei Ran's hand.

I have to admit that this pistol has a firepower intensity comparable to that of a submachine gun, but due to its weird structure and excessive weight, it also feels extremely awkward in the hand.

Especially when adjusted to the burst mode, in the normal gun-holding posture, the bullets flying out of the severely raised muzzle have even hit the crowns of a few white birch trees in the distance.

"This gun must be used by Chinese people."

Wei Ran muttered and moved his numb wrist, and took out a slightly numb gun from his pocket. The rusty magazine pressed the bullet above into the magazine that had just been removed.

When he got up again and picked up the pistol, he had already flipped his wrist to a horizontal position. However, what made him quite uncomfortable was that holding the gun like this made him unable to aim at all.

I tried to shoot another round of bullets. This time it was indeed much easier than before. After the muzzle of the gun that originally jumped was turned ninety degrees, it really looked like the legendaryThe same as above, creating a dense fan horizontally. As for aiming, submachine gun-like fire suppression, as long as the general direction is correct.

Reloading the bullet, Weiran turned the speed switch into single-shot mode, constantly changing his posture to pull the trigger, and gradually became familiar with this heavy weapon that was not very easy to use.

After all the bullets were fired, he drove back to the city of Volgograd with his follower Suisui.

"Where are we going to play in the afternoon?" Suisui, whose face was red from the cold, asked impatiently on the way back.

"With this time, you might as well think about how to cope with the remaining exams."

Wei Ran, who was in charge of driving, used the rearview mirror to glance at the man sitting behind him. Suisui continued without any pause, "Today's German test?"

"No, the German test will be taken tomorrow morning..." Suisui accidentally let it slip and hurriedly changed the topic. , "Well, how about I treat you to dinner at noon?"

"No need to be so attentive." Wei Ran shook his head helplessly, "I'm going to the studio to practice piano later. You should also seize the time to review those things you have learned." I can still catch up on the exam."

"It's Christmas!" Suisui begged with a sad face, "And I'm leaving tomorrow, can't I have a good rest?"

Hearing this, Suisui immediately regained her confidence, patting her chest and making a promise, "Don't worry, the remaining classes will be absolutely fine!"

"Don't roll over. That's all." Wei Ran didn't say much after all. The other party was an adult after all, and it was no longer his turn to nag.