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Chapter 372 About bloodline

It wasn’t until the horizon completely blocked the setting sun that Soren ran out of the room holding up his cell phone and said excitedly, "Victor, can you imagine? Not only do I have Jewish ancestry, but I also have a The last noble ancestry and Polish ancestry! And my mother is a Dane! Of course, I already knew this last thing.” Ranan made a joke to himself and asked with a smile, "It seems that the diary and those letters contain the answers you need?"

"Although those diaries didn't say much, I just talked to My father has combined the contents of those letters to piece together what happened here."

As he spoke, Sauron took the keys handed over by Wei Ran and closed the security doors of the Siren Tavern one by one. After locking the door, he sent out an invitation, "Victor, how about staying here for a day? My father will come over tomorrow. Just like me just now, he is shocked, and he can't believe that there are people in Ferm. A family cemetery that belongs to us."

"You don't know about that cemetery?" Wei Ran asked in surprise.

Solan spread his hands, "Before seeing that diary, my father and I always insisted that our respective grandfathers were just ordinary fishermen, so we may still need you tomorrow. Help us find the cemetery together."

"This is not my strong point."

Wei Ran followed the other person and said while walking to the car parked not far away, "And this is not my strength." It was just luck that I was able to find those things. This is the first time that I have investigated the historical truth so quickly."

"You are indeed lucky, but luck is also part of strength."

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Soren closed the car door and asked, "Don't talk about this, Victor, do you know what the 1st Saxon Guards Heavy Cavalry Regiment is? Frankly speaking, although I am a German, I have never heard of it. This cavalry regiment."

"To put it simply, they are the elite of the Kingdom of Saxony"

Wei Ran paused here and corrected himself, "Maybe we can say that they are the elite. Although the Sachs Kingdom was merged into the Weimar regime, this cavalry regiment was still elite."

"No more?" Sauron asked, looking at Wei Ran sitting in the passenger seat.

Wei Ran spread his hands and said, "I don't know much about the history before World War II. It's pretty good to know so much."

"I should have checked that in detail if I had known earlier. "For the desk," Sauron joked after starting the engine, "this way I don't have to pay the agreed 300,000 euros."

"If you think it's too expensive, I can give you a discount." "Wei Ran responded with a smile. At the same time, he was also prepared for the other party to default on his debt. After all, this time it seemed too simple on the surface.

"No, no, no, business is business, we have to abide by the agreement."

Solan smiled after finishing speaking, "On the other hand, this money Although it’s a lot, the price/performance ratio is actually goodVery high, because you took the shortest time to help me find the truth I wanted to know, didn't you? "

You are the second generation of rich people, and everything you say is right. Wei Ran cursed in his heart, but with a faint smile on his face, he changed the topic to other aspects.

< p>While the two were chatting, the car driven by Soren also drove to the entrance of a hotel not far away. As for the beach motorcycle he drove there, he had obviously forgotten about it.

At Sauron's invitation, Wei Ran enjoyed a sumptuous seafood dinner with him, and during the dinner he also gained a general understanding of this employer with a fairly good personality and his father.

It is hard to imagine that the dream of this rich second generation with no bad habits is to participate in the Olympic sailing competition, and the club he wants to build with the rebuilt Siren Tavern is actually the one he has visited several times. After missing out on the Olympics, he decided to do the next best thing and prepare himself to train a sailing athlete who could compete in the Olympic Games.

However, when Wei Ran heard such a grand ideal, he was met with a sour sentence: "You have money." "I'm full, I'm full" is a vivid summary.

Compared with this rich second-generation Sauron who is a bit idle, his father, the old guy named Olaf, is the real one. A fierce man.

To put it simply, the most successful investment of Soren's old father's life was to marry a wealthy lady who was somewhat related to the Danish royal family. As for this investment. In return, in addition to his silly son Soren who only knows how to spend money but not make money, and is even single in his thirties, Mr. Olaf has struggled for several years at the same age and relied on a good wife to overcome the difficulties.

Since the other party was well off, Wei Ran had no other ideas, so after the dinner, he honestly accepted the food that the other party had prepared. With one hundred thousand euros in cash and a check for one hundred thousand euros, he happily returned to the hotel and had a solid sleep.

In the blink of an eye, the next morning, Wei Ran came down from the hotel after receiving a call from Solon. When he arrived, there was not only an old man with a somewhat arrogant look waiting for him in the business car at the door, but even Mr. Hans, whom he hadn’t seen for a long time, also came.

“Victor, it’s been a long time. not see. ”

Mr. Hans didn’t wait for Wei Ran to sit down before he took the initiative to say hello, “Come here and sit next to me. After knowing that he had a noble ancestor, that arrogant old guy no longer bothered to talk to him.” We civilians sat together. "

"I just don't want to sit with you," Olaf responded contemptuously.

"It's the same, isn't it just because I have Jewish ancestry..."

Mr. Hans patted his forehead happily mid-sentence, "Sorry, I forgot that you also have Jewish ancestry. Let me put it another way, you don't want to sit with me because of me. There is no such thing as nobility..."

"You old guy, can you shut up your stinky mouth? "Olav said angrily,"Sauron, drive quickly! Let's go to Ferm! ”

“I am a dentist”

The silver-haired Mr. Hans seemed to like to tease this arrogant old man who looked much younger than him, “It’s because of me. As a professional habit, I usually ask others to open their mouths. ”

Olav glared at Mr. Hans, then snorted coldly, but closed his eyes directly to be out of sight and out of mind.

Wei Ran smiled helplessly. He smiled and wisely decided not to get involved in the bickering between the two old men. He sat in his seat and counted the number of street trees that were rapidly receding outside the window.

Fortunately, it was short. The distance of seven or eight kilometers did not waste much time. When the car stopped and the door opened, Olaf immediately left the car, obviously tired of Mr. Hans.

"I know that. Where is the cemetery? "Olav asked his son Soren.

"It's just that it's in the forest south of Ferm Village." Soren looked at the large arable land around him and said with a blank look on his face, "I They are all worried about whether the cemetery is still there. ”

At the same time, Wei Ran, who was helping Mr. Hans get out of the car, was also observing the surroundings. Obviously, the relatively peaceful half century after the end of World War II has caused earth-shaking changes here. .

Not only has the area of ​​Ferm Village been expanded several times, but the surrounding farmland has also been connected, and the surrounding forest is also much smaller.

Contrast. After taking a look at the topography of the last time he came here, Wei Ran pointed to the small remaining patch of forest and suggested, "Why don't we go look inside? ”

Olav glanced at Wei Ran, then waved to another commercial vehicle that followed him. Immediately, several staff members in suits walked into the forest.

Did they wait long, a man in a suit trotted back, "Sir, we found a cavalry sculpture in the forest, probably less than 200 meters away from here. "

"Let's go in and take a look together. "After Olaf finished speaking, he refused the support of his son Sauron and walked into the forest stepping on the fallen leaves on the ground.

"I won't go"

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Mr. Hans, who was following him, saw that Soran had already caught up with him, and then he smiled and whispered to Wei Ran who was supporting him, "Victor, after the things here are finished, we can be alone. How about a chat? ”

“Of course, it’s my honor. "Wei Ran responded politely.

Mr. Hans nodded, raised the walking stick in his hand and pointed to the forest on the side of the field, "Okay young man, you don't need to stay with me here, go and take a look. Well, I guess you must be interested. "

Wei Ran nodded when he heard this, helped Mr. Hans get back into the car and sit down, and then ran after him. After he met Olaf and his son, he saw at a glance that at that time The two-meter-tall cavalry sculpture is now torn apart. The cavalryman who was originally riding on the horse has been cut off at the waist.Now most of it is buried in the soil, and even his head is missing.

And the horse he was originally riding on was left with only a naked body lying on its side. As for the horse's legs, tail and head, it was also unknown where they went.

Not to mention, even the house where Wei Ran killed the tombkeeper had only a remaining stone foundation left. In addition, there was no trace of the neatly arranged wooden crosses in the cemetery at that time. Instead, there was a waist-high patch of withered yellow weeds.

Bent down, he picked up a dead wood and broke off the branches. Wei Ran pulled back the dense grass and, together with Sauron and the staff, carefully searched for the tombstone recorded in the metal book.

"Victor, tell me about the history of the 1st Saxon Guards Heavy Cavalry Regiment." Olaf sat on the remaining body of the stone sculpture of the war horse and asked Wei Ran not far away. Obviously, this old man has a similar history as his son Sauron.

Fortunately, last night, Wei Ran carefully inquired about the history of this cavalry regiment, and even made a special call to Professor Alexei to ask for advice, so now he can speak clearly. . When he used his mobile phone to show the iconic lion helmet and coat of arms of this cavalry regiment, and Olaf immediately recognized it as exactly the same as the weathervane on the roof of the Siren Tavern, good news came from Sauron.

Everyone heard the sound and moved closer, and then discovered that under an oak tree at the edge of the cemetery, there was a black tombstone that had just been cleaned lying leaning against it.

Just like what was described in Wei Ran’s metal book, this tombstone was inlaid with a gorgeous whistling flower made of red stone. And under this whining flower, the remaining soil outlines a clear epitaph - "The war is over, some people did not survive, but those who survived chose to end their lives."

"Victor, what kind of flower is this?" Sauron asked curiously.

"The Whispering Flower, the national flower of Poland" Wei Ran sighed and gently touched the inscription on the tombstone, "Buried here should be the relics of Ms. Juliet."

"Thank you Victor, I am very satisfied with the results of your investigation."

The arrogant old man Olaf thanked him abruptly, then turned around and said as he walked out, " Clean up the weeds in this cemetery, and look carefully for the missing parts of the cavalry sculpture, and try to put it back together."

"Are you going back now?" Sauron was surprised. Asked, "How about we take that cavalry sculpture back? Placed with the anchor, it must be..."

"What must it be?"

Olav did not look back. As he walked, he said, "We must let others know that we have that ridiculous aristocratic bloodline? Sauron, if you have this time, you might as well bring someone to bring the poor Ms. Mia in the basement here for burial. Remember to come It’s time to find a priest for her and get her a decent tombstone.”

"Then why are you following me..." Sauron muttered in a moderate voice, and then he noticed that Wei Ran was looking at his father's back with a strange expression.

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