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Chapter 477 DSCH motivation

After following the two sisters Olga and Olena on the train for nearly eight hours, it was already early the next morning when they arrived in St. Petersburg.

"Which of you will be sent to school first?" Wei Ran asked at the exit of the train station.

The two sisters looked at each other and smiled. Olga shook the key in her hand and said, "Come with us."

Wei Ran raised his eyebrows and pulled his luggage Hako followed obediently as they left the train station, crossed another road, and finally entered the parking lot of a large supermarket.

After a while, Olga drove out a new Nissan sedan from the parking lot, lowered the window and said, "Get in the car and put your luggage in the trunk."

Wei Ran looked at Olena standing beside him, walked to the back of the car, and put the suitcase in.

When he got into the car, Olena, who got in first, was already sitting in the passenger seat and fastened her seat belt.

Almost at the same time as the car door hit, Olga stepped on the accelerator and drove the car onto the main road. Seeing that the two sisters who were talking and laughing had no intention of explaining, Wei Ran didn't bother to ask more questions and just silently turned on the recording function of his mobile phone again.

Contrary to his expectations, when the car finally stopped, it neither drove into the Repin Academy of Fine Arts nor the Petersburg Conservatory of Music. Instead, it parked underground in an apartment building. In the field.

"You don't live in the school?" Wei Ran asked in hindsight.

"We moved out the year before last"

Oli Jiahun said nonchalantly, "Of course, don't tell my father, only my mother knows about this."

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"There is also a car, don't tell him." Olena added on the side, "Even my mother doesn't know about the car."

"You will not kill people and silence them. ”

Wei Ran joked as he got out of the car with the briefcase he carried with him. As for the suitcase, he didn’t take it out from the trunk at all. After all, he didn't think he had the guts to spend the night in the sisters' room, let alone that they would let him stay.

"As long as you don't talk nonsense, it shouldn't be a problem."

Olija also joked and replied, "Mom said you are trustworthy, otherwise we would not have brought you here. "

"Sure enough"

Wei Ran muttered to himself. He also said how could these two girls be so big-hearted and dare to bring a stranger like themselves here? It turned out to be their mother. Yana had already said hello.

Following the two sisters, they took the elevator upstairs. Olena, who was walking at the front, took out the key and opened the door.

This house is not too big. It looks like just a one-bedroom and one-living room suite, but fortunately it is quite clean.

I glanced at the sound-absorbing sponges on the walls around the living room, and then at the old-looking upright piano and some captain's pieces placed against the wall.Sculpture, Wei Ran was greeted by Olga and sat on a sofa filled with dolls. After Olena put the two large insulated lunch boxes she brought with her into the refrigerator, she took them out again. He picked up a bottle of cold Coke and handed it to Wei Ran.

"Olena, come here and help me." Olga shouted in a room that seemed to be a bedroom. After hearing this, Olena ran in quickly, followed by various sounds. Tiny sounds made when bottles and cans collide.

A moment later, sisters Olga and Olena walked out of the river carrying a wooden box with metal corners.

"So big"

Wei Ran looked at the wooden box the sisters placed on the carpet in surprise. This thing was at most one size smaller than the bedside table, and it seemed to have more There are some traces of cosmetics and the like remaining.

"Since we got it, we have been using it as a bedside table." While Olga was speaking, Olena had already taken out a key from her small bag and opened the padlock on the box.

As the box was opened, Wei Ran couldn't help but take a twitch. In addition to the things Olga mentioned before, there were actually two armpit guns with Velcro. The holster contained two chrome-plated SS silent pistols.

"This was a gift from our father when we were in college."

Olena picked up the two holsters and shook them, and said helplessly, "He was worried that we would be in danger while living in Petersburg, but in fact we were more worried that these two pistols would cause unnecessary trouble. If we didn't really know what to do with these two pistols, we wouldn't have to deal with them. "Move out of the school."

"Father's love is like a mountain"

Wei Ran grinned and wisely changed the topic and asked, "You secretly rent a house by yourself, you are under great financial pressure, right?" ”

“Fortunately”

Olija took out a bayan from the box, “This house was rented to us by Olena’s teacher, so it’s not It’s not expensive, and the part-time jobs we both had were enough to pay for the rent. Last year, we even used our scholarship to buy the second-hand car downstairs. Before that, we all rode motorcycles, but it was too cold to ride in the winter. ”

As they spoke, the two sisters had already quickly placed the bayan, which was not much different from an accordion, on the dining table, and then placed the black bread and half-baked rice balls mentioned earlier. A piece of dried fish, a small bottle of coarse salt, half a book of music, a necklace, and a TK pistol were all placed on the table.

After getting Olga’s permission, Wei Ran opened the briefcase he brought up, pretended to take out a pair of white gloves that were meant for showing off, put them on his hands, and then observed them. After that, I picked up the tk automatic pistol.

Wei Ran carefully pulled out the magazine, and Wei Ran's heart suddenly tightened. There were still a few bullets in the magazine. I tried pulling the slide, but luckily at least the chamber was empty.

Looking at the words "Soviet Bank" on the wooden gun handle patch, Wei Ran hesitated for a moment and finally placed it on the table.

According to what he found on the train last night, most of these pistols use bakelite handle patches and are made of wood. Most of them are early models. As for how early this is, At least it can be traced back to before 1930.

In that era, although this small palm-sized pistol was classified as a "civilian weapon", it had never been sold to civilians. Basically, those who were eligible to be issued this kind of weapon were nkvd, senior officers of the Red Army, important scientific researchers, and even middle- and senior-level personnel of the Soviet Bank.

Especially the one on the table that obviously used a custom-made gun handle patch. Even if its owner was a certain president of the Soviet Bank, Wei Ran would not be surprised at all.

After looking at the pistol, Wei Ran picked up the bread and dried fish on the table and looked at it. It was obvious that part of the piece of bread that had been stored for an unknown length of time had been cut off, and at the cut position, some unknown raw materials that looked like sawdust were mixed into the bread. Look at the half of the dried fish with only the tail left, and there is a vague tooth mark on it.

Putting the things down again, Wei Ran picked up the half of the sheet music. For a music idiot like him, the tadpoles on the score are almost equivalent to the wordless Bible.

After carefully flipping through the pages, there was nothing but the staff, as if a sheet of music had been split into two parts, and this was only one of them.

"What song is recorded on this?" Wei Ran asked after putting down the music score.

Oliga spread her hands, "Symphony No. 7 in C major. Of course, most people prefer to call it the Leningrad Symphony. This half of the score records the entire fourth movement. , so strictly speaking, it can be regarded as a quarter of the music score."

At this point, Olga picked up the bayan on the table, "But in any case, it is. It’s a symphony, at least it can’t be played alone with this kind of instrument.”

Before she finished speaking, Olga had already memorized the bayan and played a short piece of music that was very popular. Katyusha.

"This bayan is very well preserved,"

Olija took off the bayan on her chest and pointed to a small string carved on the decorative cover. Wu Line Pu said, "This is the main reason why I have always wanted to investigate the origin of these things."

"What is this?"

Wei Ran asked in confusion. Now he Although he can play two pieces of music on the Chinese guqin and a complete astiesby on the blues harmonica, this does not affect his ability to understand the tadpole symbols jumping rubber bands on the staff at all.

"dsch motive" came out of Olga's mouth a term that Wei Ran didn't understand at all.

"Or it can also be called a music password"

Olija WuNye explained, "To put it simply, the composer converts the abbreviation of his name into a note name. The favorite person to do this was the German composer Bach during the Baroque period. Since him, many composers and musicians have done this. Use this romantic way to hide your name or your lover's name in the music score."

Olija paused, pointed to the carvings on the panel and continued, "If you don't understand music, actually. It's hard for me to explain to you the conversion rules here.

So let's keep it simple. You only need to know that these notes are called dsch motives, and that this dsch motive was also the most important composer in the Soviet era. Dmitry Dmitrievich Shostakovich's musical signature is enough"

"Sister, he may even be Dmitry Dmitrievich Shostakovich. No one knows about Starkovich," Olena reminded in a low voice, having already eaten an apple.

"The Leningrad Symphony recorded in the half of the score was composed by him." Olga added a simple and direct explanation about this person.

"So, you think, this accordion"

"Bayang Qin" Olga corrected seriously and pressed the button on the right hand side at the same time, "the right hand button of the accordion" It's similar to a piano, and the bayan is a round button similar to an old typewriter."

"Okay, bayan"

Wei Ran corrected himself obediently. Wrong name, "So you suspect that this bayan is that one Dmitry, you suspect it is an instrument he used"

"I think it is very possible, but this kind of thing We need to find a way to confirm it."

Olija carefully put the bayan back into the box, and then said distressedly, "But there is no record of this box in our school's music warehouse. I don’t know who put it in.”

“Since there is no record”

“But what if someone comes to visit me after I make it public?”

Olija asked calmly, "I secretly took it out from the music warehouse. I just wanted to cause some harmless trouble for my teacher, but I didn't want to send myself to prison."

"Don't worry, no one will send you to jail for this little thing. Even if you are sent to jail, your dad can get you out."

Wei Ran muttered to himself, and then asked after thinking for a moment, "Olija, let's make a hypothesis first. If I find out that it is really the relic of the composer you just mentioned, but it has an owner, you What are we going to do?"

"What else can we do?"

Olija spread her hands and said matter-of-factly, "Of course, send it back and let its original owner take good care of such an important thing. "

Wei Ran smiled and continued to ask, "The conditions remain unchanged, what if it is already ownerless?"

"Sell it again at a suitable price."Give it to the school"

Olija continued to say in a matter-of-fact tone, "This will not only help my family get a new fishing boat or two new engines for the fishing boat, but as long as the price is high enough, even The school will also value these things and store them well, instead of just throwing them in the corner of the warehouse to serve as moisture-proof pads for other musical instruments. "

"Victor, have you agreed to help Olga investigate these things?" Olena asked smartly.

"I haven't made a decision yet"

Wei Ran shook his head decisively, "First of all, we haven't discussed the commission issue ourselves. Secondly, I will go to Sochi tomorrow, and then I will go to Kaliningrad, which will take at least half a day. I won't have time until a few months later. ”

“Didn’t we discuss the commission?” Olga pointed to the wooden box, “No matter how much it sells for, you can get one-third.” "

"You did say it, but I didn't agree. "

Wei Ran spread his hands and said, "Olijia, how about this, at most half a month later, I will finish all the things, whether it is the commission issue or the investigation of these things. "

"It's only half a month,"

Olija said nonchalantly, "But you'd better call me in advance when the time comes. I occasionally work part-time in the musical theater. The rest of the time is basically at school. "

"No problem," Wei Ran said, already taking off his gloves and putting them back in his briefcase. "In this case, I will contact you again before June. "

"One last thing"

Olija paused for a moment, and finally asked, "Victor, when we were picking mushrooms yesterday, you told my father What’s wrong?

“Everyone should have their own secrets, even their own daughters.

Wei Ran smiled and said while carrying his briefcase and walking towards the door, "Well, who of you would like to send me downstairs and let me take my luggage out of the trunk?" Let’s go”

“Let’s go together”

Olena, who doesn’t like to talk, was the first to say, “No wonder he is willing to let you come to Petersburg with us, but no matter what , thank you for speaking for us. "

"Mr. Ivan still loves you very much," Wei Ran said as he walked out. "Frankly speaking, he is more qualified than most Russian men I have seen who are fathers. "

"It should be said that it is overqualified."

Olija rolled her eyes and complained, "This is not the United States. What father would add a pistol to his daughter's list of things to prepare for college. "This kind of thing"

"Fortunately it's not in the United States," Olena said in unison, "otherwise we might have to carry a rocket launcher to school to make him feel relieved." ”

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