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Chapter 475 The story of bayanqin delivered to your door late at night

"Is there nothing wrong with my ship?"

Almost at the same time that Wei Ran extinguished the engine, Ivan, who had fixed the cable, asked loudly at the top of his lungs.

"No problem"

The bearded old guy responded with the same volume, "Victor's skills are already very good, and he also caught a lot of whitefish this morning. ."

"And this guy is much more diligent than you," the old guy in the baseball cap added.

"As long as my boat is fine," Ivan said with regret, completely ignoring Wei Ran's gritted teeth expression, "I'm still looking forward to getting a new boat."

"I'll fold a new boat for you out of paper," Wei Ran said angrily, standing at the door of the cockpit.

“Stop talking nonsense and come with me.”

As Ivan spoke, he had already taken the leather bag from his bearded companion, and then led the three of them towards A wooden house not far away.

At this time, the dining table in the room was already filled with sumptuous meals, and Yana and her two daughters were busy bringing the red cabbage soup to the table.

However, Ivan did not take them to sit at the dining table. Instead, he walked straight to the living room area and invited everyone to sit on the slightly worn sofa.

"How much did you earn today?" As Ivan spoke, he had already opened the wallet in his hand and took out all the cash and gas bills inside.

"You can count it yourself, I haven't had time to see it yet."

While the bearded old guy was talking, he and Wei Ran had already taken the gifts from sisters Olga and Olena respectively. Come hot coffee. The old guy in the baseball cap took out a bottle of vodka from the refrigerator, then picked up a glass from the table and poured himself a glass.

After Ivan took out all the cash in the bag and stuffed it, he actually counted out tens of thousands of rubles and handed it to Wei Ran.

"Give it to me" Wei Ran asked in surprise.

“Didn’t you pay for the gas?” As Ivan spoke, he had already placed the few banknotes in his hand on the table in front of Wei Ran, and then took out a tattered one from under the table. Calculator for addition, subtraction, multiplication and division.

"After deducting the cost of gas and ship repairs, everyone can get a share this week." Ivan said and glanced at the calculator screen. "I'm lucky. Everyone can get 34,523 rubles, which is more than the previous week." It’s almost ten thousand rubles a week. According to our rules, the change is saved for refueling and repairing the ship, so it’s thirty-four thousand rubles per person.”

Ivan was still busy just now. Yana, who was having dinner, had already opened the shabby safe next to the TV, took out a paper box containing a stack of banknotes of different denominations and placed it on the table.

As Wei Ran watched, Ivan counted out thirty-four thousand rubles to the two old guys, Big Beard and Baseball Cap respectively. And these two old guys had no intention of leaving after getting the money. They stood up and sat directly at the dining table..

"This is yours," Ivan said, counting out another twelve thousand rubles and handing it to Wei Ran.

"I have a share in this"

Wei Ran was even more surprised. Based on his experience in dealing with Hongqi Forest Farm, the probability of making money from these people was almost as high as the restoration of the Soviet Union. It's almost the same. On the contrary, it is normal operation to be cheated of money under various names.

Ivan looked at Wei Ran with the look of a fool, "You are not a prisoner in a Siberian correctional camp. Since you have worked hard, of course you can get paid. How come your previous boss never Don’t you pay me a salary?”

“Some bosses even gave me their daughter, but some bosses only know how to cheat me.” Wei Ran was half teasing and half hinting. complained.

"Originally, I felt a little guilty about only paying you half of your salary, but now that you say it, I feel much more comfortable."

Ivan will be left with nothing Put the money into the paper box according to the denomination, and continued with a warning, "Anyway, I have already paid you your salary, so don't take any chances with my daughter."

"Don't worry. "

Wei Ran shook the twelve thousand rubles in his hand in an exaggerated manner, and put it into his wallet with great care, "I will keep this money well until I have it in the future. Give it to my boss."

Ivan twitched his lips, changed the topic and said, "Wash your hands and eat together. We don't have to go fishing tomorrow, so we can have a drink together."

"As long as Aunt Yana has no objection," Wei Ran stood up with the other party as he spoke.

Just like yesterday, Wei Ran has chosen to be an audience, listening to the two girls telling the interesting things and idiots they encountered in school, and listening to the two "old colleagues" telling what they learned online this morning. Whitefish, or Yana nagging Ivan to drink less, or even Ivan threatening to go to the Repin Academy of Fine Arts under the influence of wine to strip naked a certain boy that Olena just accidentally mentioned who always pestered her. The harsh words hung on the school gate.

After a lively dinner, and after seeing off the two drunken old men, Wei Ran, who hadn’t even finished a glass of wine during the whole process, also followed the schedule of Ivan’s family. Regularly, he went back to his room early and continued to type on the keyboard to work on his graduation thesis.

However, what surprised him was that the time in the lower right corner of the laptop screen jumped to 9:42 pm, and his door was knocked by someone outside with a very slight movement. .

Opening the door with confusion, Wei Ran never expected that the person knocking on the door would be Ivan's eldest daughter, the tall Olga.

Subconsciously, he glanced behind Olga and in the direction downstairs. Seeing that Ivan was not there, Wei Ran became even more nervous.

"Shh"

Olija, who was wearing Pikachu pajamas, made a silent gesture, then walked around Wei Ran and got into the room, and then gently closed the door.

"Is there something wrong?"

While asking, Wei Ran didn'tHe turned on the recording function of his mobile phone without leaving any trace, and he had to think about how he would escape alive from the oil drum that sank to the bottom of the lake once Ivan saw this situation.

"Don't be nervous." Olga rolled her eyes, "Of course, don't get me wrong."

"What I'm nervous about is whether your dad will misunderstand." Wei Ran's voice was not loud. Bu Xiao muttered, fearing that this was a trap deliberately set by Ivan.

"I'm looking for you because of other things"

Olija walked to the piano and sat on the piano bench with her legs crossed, "Victor, You are a historian, right?"

"Didn't you recognize this on the day you came back?" Wei Yan, who was still leaning on the door frame and ready to leave the room at any time, replied in a suppressed voice.

"Oleana and I have watched many of your previous interviews in the past two days." Olga paused, and also lowered her voice and asked, "Victor, can you help me investigate some of them?" "What?"

"What?" Wei Ran asked warily.

"My dad won't eat you, so you don't have to be so nervous."

Olija rolled her eyes, put her elbows on her knees, and dragged her palms Chin slowly explained, "It's a very old bayanqin. I accidentally found it in the school's musical instrument warehouse when I was working part-time at school last summer."

"Bayangqin" Wei Ran became more and more confused and couldn't help but ask, "Why?"

"Because the other things in the suitcase containing the bayangqin are very interesting"

"No, no, no "Wei Ran pointed to the quartz watch hanging on the wall, "I mean, why do you have to come to me at this time?"

"Did you say it during the day?"

Olijia Rolling his eyes, "Do you think my father would approve of your contact with me or my sister?"

"Isn't it tiring to have such a father?" Wei Ran asked incoherently.

Olija was stunned for a moment, and then she couldn't help but smile, "It's true that we are a little tired, but at least he protected us very well. Victor, can you tell me that it's time to get down to business?" I’m not looking for you just to chat and kill time.”

After saying this, the tall girl with long hair took out a metal cigarette case from her pocket, popped two cigarettes out of it and signaled to Wei Ran. one time.

Wei Ran waved his hand and rejected the other party's cigarette, "Continue the topic just now, let's talk about what else there is."

Olija shrugged and took out another cigarette. A delicate metal lighter lit the cigarette in her mouth. She waited until the thick smoke erupted from her mouth and nostrils before continuing, "In addition to the bayanqin, there is also a piece of newspaper in the suitcase. Wrapped brown bread, a small bottle of coarse salt, half a dried fish, a half-written piece of music, a necklace and a pistol."

"A pistol"

Olija nodded, reached into her pajamas pocket and took out her mobile phone. She had already prepared a photo and handed it to her.Wei Ran.

Taking the mobile phone from the other party, Wei Ran discovered that the photo on the screen was a small pistol placed in the palm of his hand. Just from the faintly visible black silk thighs and skirt behind the hand in the photo, it is known that it is a woman's hand. In other words, it also implies that the pistol is indeed not too big.

If you slightly enlarge the photo, you will see that in addition to the diamond-shaped checkered anti-slip pattern on the wooden grip patch of the pistol, there are also the words "Soviet Bank".

“I don’t recognize this gun”

Olijia took the mobile phone handed back by Wei Ran, took another puff of cigarette, and continued puffing out, “But I I’ve always been curious about who put these things in that suitcase.”

“The TK automatic pistol is the first pistol produced after the founding of the Soviet Union. Olga, why don’t you tell me how you discovered it. How are these things?"

As Wei Ran spoke, he took a few steps back and sat on the bed. The reason why he recognized this pistol was thanks to the firearms course at Hongqi Forestry Farm. At the beginning, Culp once systematically explained the weapons equipped by kgb. The first one on the list was this small pistol. Of course, the kgb at that time was still called nkvd.

“Because of a rumor”

Oliga explained with some embarrassment, “My tutor told me that Dmitry Demetrius was hidden in the school’s musical instrument warehouse. I believed it to be the piano that Shostakovich once used."

"Then what?" Wei Ran asked, even though he didn't know the names the other party just mentioned. Who, but obviously that's not the point.

"Actually, it was just because my tutor was responsible for organizing the musical instrument warehouse during the summer vacation last year, but she wanted to travel to Vienna more at that time, so she offered the job for 46,000 rubles The price was handed over to me."

Olija spread her hands helplessly, "When I realized that I had been cheated, the summer vacation was almost over. But it was that job that surprised me. I found the suitcase."

"So the bayan is still in your school's musical instrument warehouse"

"How is that possible"

Oh. Lijia opened the window and flicked the half-smoked cigarette in her hand into the drizzle. Then she turned around and leaned against the window and said, "I can't be deceived by that nasty old woman in vain, so I bought an extra second-hand one." The bayan and similar suitcases brought back the things found in the musical instrument warehouse, and now they are placed under my bed in the school dormitory.

Victor, if you are serious. As awesome as you said in the interview, can you help me investigate the origin of that bayangqin? I have always been very curious about the story behind it, but there is no record of it in the school."

"What about the reward?

Wei Ran spread his hands, "It's true that I am a historian, but I am not an unpaid volunteer. Even Mr. Ivan will pay me a salary. Olga, you will never let me." I will work voluntarily"

"If that bayanqin was used by some celebrity, how about you take one-third of the money from the sale?" Olga asked in a low voice.

Wei Ran reminded angrily, "Olija, although I am a music idiot, I have never heard of any musician in Russian history who became famous for playing the bayan."

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"If you are interested I can name several Russian musicians who play the bayan, but for now let me tell you what you want."

Oliga Close Through the window, he sat on the piano stool with his legs crossed again, and continued to ask jokingly, "You don't have any dangerous thoughts about me or my sister?"

"I'm still young, I don't want to do this It has long been put in a coffin."

Wei Ran spread his hands and said, "I don't have much time recently, so let me think about it first. Maybe I will help you investigate when I am interested and have time. Before that, you’d better not lose the bayan and the things you just mentioned.”

“Then it’s settled”

Olija. As he spoke, he stood up, took out a note from his pocket and handed it to Wei Ran, "This is my mobile phone number. Remember to call me when you have time. Good night."

Before she finished speaking, Olga had already opened the door and walked to her room, leaving only a note for Wei Ran, half a story about bayanqin, and the aroma of shower gel mixed with the smell of nicotine.

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