In the old small hotel in the city of Vladivostok, the ringtone of the mobile phone that sounded like a reminder finally woke up Wei Ran, who was sleeping soundly.
He picked up his cell phone in confusion and glanced at the unfamiliar caller number. He directly pressed the volume button, then threw it aside, covered himself with the quilt and closed his eyes again.
However, soon, the cell phone placed next to the pillow rang again. Wei Ran, who was awakened for the second time, reluctantly opened his eyes, picked up the cell phone and pressed the answer button.
"Victor, it's really hard to get through on your phone." An old voice on the other end of the phone joked in German.
"Sorry, I just drank a lot and haven't woken up yet." Wei Ran replied sleepily.
"It's me, Hans from Berlin, Germany. Do you still remember it? Hans next to the Moltke Bridge." The old man on the other end of the phone said helplessly, "Maybe I'll call you later. ?"
"Mr. Hans, of course I remember you," Wei Ran struggled to get up and said. This Hans is the son of that idiot Mario during the Battle of Berlin. Of course he will not forget it. .
"I have a business here. Are you interested?" Hans on the other end of the phone asked.
"What business?" Wei Ran yawned, "Mr. Hans, if it's convenient, can you wait for me for a few minutes? I'll go wash my face and wake up, and then call you?"
"Just make this call." Before he finished speaking, Mr. Hans on the other end of the phone hung up the phone.
"Is this another fat sheep coming to your door?" Wei Ran weighed his cell phone, muttered something to himself, got up and walked into the bathroom.
He washed his face with cold water to wake himself up completely, and opened the window again. When the cold wind mixed with snowflakes outside took away the warmth in the room, he dialed back the phone.
"Mr. Hans, now you can tell me what the business is."
"I have a friend"
The old Hans has just begun to speak, Then he took the initiative to correct himself, "Maybe he is not a friend yet. To be more precise, he is an old guy I met at an auction not long ago. After hearing my father's story, he also wanted to ask for your help. Investigate some things."
"Can you tell me more specifically?" Wei Ran asked after hesitating for a moment.
"To put it simply, he found a set of radio stations in the basement of his home."
Hans seemed to think that his explanation was too simple, so he paused and continued. Said, "His home is near Kiel Port. Do you know Kiel Port?"
"Of course I know"
Wei Ran replied without thinking, that port But during World War II, one of the main ports of the German Navy in the mainland, "Mr. Hans, let's call this your friend...what does your friend want to investigate?"
" In addition to the radio station just mentioned, he also found some British passports in that basement, American passports and even identity documents from the Soviet Union, Germany and even Switzerland. The photos on those documents were all of his father. ”
Mr. Hans paused and added with a bit of irony, “That friend suspected that his father was a spy. A few days ago, after I invited him to visit the basement left by my father, He wants you to help him investigate whether his father is a spy, and if so, which country he is a spy for. "
As if he was afraid of Wei Ran's rejection, Mr. Hans continued without waiting for Wei Ran to speak, "For this, he is willing to pay at least 200,000 euros. This is what I negotiated for you. Of course, you don’t have to pay me an introduction fee. "
"The basement again? 200,000 euros? "Wei Ran swallowed secretly. This is not a small amount. To put it more bluntly, it is not easy to encounter such a big guy with a big wallet.
"At least 200,000 euros" Mr. Hans said proudly Said, “I told him that your minimum fee is 200,000 euros. "
After closing the window that was blowing cold wind into the room, Wei Ran, who was calm and completely sober, opened his tablet and asked cautiously, "Mr. Hans, in the basement you just mentioned , besides the radio station and those certificates, is there anything else? ”
“Yes, of course.
Hans paused for a moment and said in detail, "In addition to the things just mentioned, there are also a large number of manuscript papers, some outdated slide rules and radio accessories in the basement. In addition, there are some weapons, expired medicines and some gold bars. "
"Any more? "Wei Ran asked while recording on his tablet.
"There is also a coffin with a woman's body inside. "
Hans' words stunned Wei Ran, "Coffin? A woman's body? "
"Yes"
Mr. Hans paused and said, "That's it, nothing special. Victor, if you are interested, I can send you one." Pictures in that basement for you. ”
“Okay, I’ll send you the email address later. "Wei Ran responded quickly.
"So, are you willing to take on this investigation? "
Wei Ran hesitated for a moment and replied cautiously, "I can't give you and your friend an accurate answer until I see the photo. ”
“Okay, I’ll send you the photo first. "After Mr. Hans finished speaking, he simply hung up the phone.
And less than five minutes after Weiran sent his email address to the other party, he received an email.
Clicking on the two photos attached to the email, Wei Ran became even more confused. In the first photo, it was a panoramic view of the basement. It can be seen that the basement is very large, with few It is said to be about 30 square meters, and the surrounding walls are all wrapped with wooden boards. You can even see an exquisite fireplace in the direction the camera is facing.
In another photo, It isThere is a table. This wooden table is covered with stacks of manuscript papers. In the upper left corner of the photo, against the wall, there is also a European-style coffin placed on two chairs.
Almost at the same time that he looked at the two photos carefully, Mr. Hans called again, "Victor, are you interested in coming over and taking a look?"
"Mr. Hans, I have a question."
Wei Ran said after consideration, "As far as I know, Kiel Port was basically completely destroyed by Allied bombing during World War II. How was this basement preserved?"
"I'm afraid that gentleman and I can't answer your questions."
Mr. Hans explained, "According to the other party, this The house above the basement was built after the end of World War II. He never knew there were these things underground, and his father never mentioned it when he was alive."
"The other party was very worried. Are you in a hurry?" Wei Ran asked the second question.
"If you want to take over this investigative job, how about at least coming here to take a look?"
"Give me the address and I will rush over as soon as possible." Wei Ran finished speaking and then added He added, "As for whether to continue, I can't give a definite answer yet."
"It doesn't matter, I will send you the address right now."
After hanging up Mr. Hans's phone call, Wei Ran was completely sleepless. He said that he had not made any progress for a while. Although he had helped the museum investigate the Rzhev battlefield before, he had also gone to Bear Island during the Cold War era to conduct research. It was an adventure, but both times there was no cash income.
In addition, Katenka spent a lot of money to buy a house in Turin, Italy. For various reasons, this investigation worth at least 200,000 euros came at the right time. The only regret is that the time to go home may have to be delayed for a while.
When he used WeChat to inform Suisui that he might have to play for a few days before returning to China, Mr. Hans also sent a string of German addresses, along with the name of the nearest airport.
According to the address sent by the other party, Weiran bought a ticket to Hamburg as soon as possible. Then he lay on the bed again with his tablet computer and began to inquire about the relevant historical records of Kiel Port during World War II.
At the same time, Mr. Hans in Berlin also left the study, sat down at the dining table again, picked up his cup and touched it with an arrogant old man sitting opposite.
"Did the young man you recommended agree?" the arrogant old man asked, gently shaking the glass of red wine.
"He just promised to come over as soon as possible to have a look," Mr. Hans replied calmly.
"Can he really find out?" The doubt in the arrogant old man's tone was not concealed at all.
"Olav, you took the initiative to ask me for help."
Mr. Hans put down his glass and responded with a more arrogant attitude, "If you doubt the person I recommended, You don't need to come to me, you can figure it out on your ownWake up the woman lying in the coffin and ask her what the relationship is with you. "
"At least not related by blood"
The old guy called Olaf still looked aloof, "If he can't help me find out what's hidden in the basement. What's the secret? I won't help you open a dental clinic in Denmark. "
"Denmark is not your family"
Mr. Hans retorted in a calm tone, "You don't even have Danish royal blood. Your grandfather and father are just ordinary fishermen. That’s all. "
"You are right." The old man shook the unique ring on his hand intentionally or unintentionally, "But even so, if you want your business to grow in Denmark, you still need to You need my help. "
"Okay, we don't need to continue these boring arguments.
Mr. Hans picked up the cup again and said, "Let's wait until that young man comes over and takes a look at your basement. If you are willing to pay more, he will speed up." "
"I will let my son wait for him in advance." As Olaf spoke, he also picked up the wine glass and touched it lightly with Hans sitting opposite, but from beginning to end, there was a smile on his face. The arrogance of the stock fan has not diminished at all.
As for Mr. Hans, he also regained his calm expression before, picked up the knife and fork slowly, cut off a small piece of steak and put it into his mouth. Here, I don’t think there is anything wrong with helping Wei Ran steal more euros from his partners.
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