On the night of the auction, Mr. Hans formally hosted a banquet for Wei Ran and Suisui, as well as the Katenka sisters and Chanin.

Also attending this dinner were Rabbi Reutz and a dozen other respectable friends who had neither remembered their names nor had any intention of remembering their names.

"Mr. Victor, I wonder what plans you and your friends have in the next few days?"

During the dinner, Rabbi Reutz held up a glass of red wine and invited warmly, "If you have time, I suggest you go to Ronda. Hemingway said that it is the most suitable residence for elopements. Of course, it is also the residence of the Spanish matador."

Hometown, where you will find everything you want to encounter in Spain.”

"We will consider going to Longda when we have time." Wei Ran smiled and clinked his glasses with the other party.

"Mr. Victor"

Mrs. Alona also picked up the cup and clinked it with Wei Ran, and said in German with a slight accent, "I have watched several movies with you as the historical director. Frankly speaking, those movies, especially the ones shot in North Africa,

It’s very touching.”

"This is all the credit of the director and actors"

Wei Ran took a sip from the cup, and then gestured to Suisui beside him, "This is Aurora, she is also the professional manager of that film studio."

"The studio you led produced many meaningful films."

Mrs. Alona also clinked glasses with Suisui, and then asked curiously, "Miss Aurora, I wonder if your studio has any schedule?"

"Is Mrs. Alonna ready to shoot a movie?" Suisui asked with a smile after listening to Anfisa's translation next to her.

"Making a movie? No, no, no, I don't have that many touching stories to use in making movies."

Mrs. Alonna smiled and said, "I just think those films might have a chance to win some awards, such as the Laura Award?"

"Mrs. Alonna, maybe we can sit down and talk about these ideas in detail."

After listening to Anfisa's translation, Suisui enthusiastically invited Alona to sit down on the sofa nearby.

"Did they come to this dinner with friendship?" Wei Ran asked in Russian, holding a cup and smiling at Diane, who was walking over.

Diane replied in Russian, "They just smell the scent of profit."

"I feel relieved to hear you say that," Wei Ran said, clinking glasses with the other party.

"Mr. Victor, there are two guests who want to visit you." Diane took a sip of the red wine in her glass and said, "They are just outside the banquet hall."

"guest?"

Wei Ran raised his eyebrows, "That wrestler?"

"That's right." Diane nodded, "That wrestler, Mr. Miguel Perez."

"Who's the other one?"

Wei Ran said and winked at Anfiya, who was still following him. The latter nodded and turned towards Suisui and Anfisa.

"I haven't seen it before. I'm afraid Mr. Perez is going to introduce it to you personally." Diane said as she led him out.

"It seems that Mr. Hans guessed correctly"

Wei Ran said, put the wine glass on the table, followed the other party out of the banquet hall, which was not very large, and walked into an adjacent reception room.

In this living room, in addition to the tall wrestler, there was also a man who looked to be in his mid-thirties, wearing a white suit with a slicked back hair, and wearing several gems of various colors.

The ring hand holds a fat cigar and smokes it non-stop.

In addition to the two people sitting there, behind the sofa where they were sitting, there was also a beautiful blond woman wearing a black suit and skirt, holding a brown briefcase in her hand.

The moment they saw Wei Ran come in, the two-meter-tall wrestler Milg Perez and the fat man who was at least 1.8 meters tall all stood behind him, and the latter even more

He placed the cigar on the edge of the ashtray.

"Please let me introduce you"

Diane said in German, "This is Mr. Victor. Mr. Victor, and the one on the left is Mr. Perez who organized the auction this morning."

"Hello, Mr. Perez." Wei Ran took the initiative to shake hands with the other party.

To his surprise, without waiting for the blond woman behind him to translate, the strong man actually said "Hello Ni'er" in Chinese, and then said something in Spanish that Wei Ran couldn't understand.

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"Mr. Perez said it was an honor to have the opportunity to meet you."

The blond woman in charge of the translation said respectfully, "Please call him Miguel. Mr. Perez is here to visit you with gifts and friendship."

"I am also very honored to meet you again."

As he spoke, Wei Ran looked at the fat man, took the initiative to shake hands with him and asked politely, "I wonder what I call this gentleman?"

Before he could finish his words, the wrestler Miguel said something in Spanish.

"This is Mr. Giuliano Constantine from Romania"

The blond woman who was responsible for translating introduced in German, "He also wants to meet you, so he brought some small gifts specially for this purpose."

After the blond woman finished speaking, the fat man immediately spoke.

"Victor, it's an honor to have the opportunity to meet you. Please just call me Giuliano. I want to waste some of your precious time, so I brought some small gifts."

While the blond woman was translating, she also opened the briefcase she had been carrying, took out a sealed bag the size of an A4 paper and handed it to Wei Ran with both hands.

“Please have a seat”

Wei Ran did not rush to open the sealed bag, but instead raised his hand to invite the two of them to sit down, and at the same time said, "Ma'am, please sit down too."

"Thanks"

The blond woman in charge of the translation bowed slightly to thank her, and then sat on a single sofa.

"You guys chat, I'll bring you some drinks." Diane said, turned and walked out of the reception room.

"Mr. Victor, please take a look at the gifts we brought first. These things were found together with the flag."

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The blonde woman translated the words of the wrestler Miguel in real time.

After a slight hesitation, Wei Ran nodded, took out a pair of silk gloves from his pocket and put them on, then opened the sealed bag and took out everything inside.

There weren't many things in this sealed bag, but everything made Wei Ran feel energetic.

The first thing was a sealed kraft paper envelope, with the same delivery address written in English, Chinese and Spanish, which although he didn't recognize it, was very similar to French.

The sending address is Madrid, but the receiving address written in English and Spanish ends in Shanghai, China, while the Chinese one is more detailed.

But unfortunately, in the part where the Chinese characters are written, the back of the Shanghai Stock Exchange was stained black with a large blood stain, and there was a round bullet hole in the middle of the blood stain.

The second thing was a small pocket sewn with red, yellow, and purple coarse cloth. What this pocket contained were medals and medals that were either round or triangular.

Among these small iron pieces, there are also several rings of various styles and materials and a pendant with a leather case, most of which are tied to commemorative medals or medals.

Picking up the pendant, he gently took off the leather cover and took a closer look. The warm mutton-fat jade material had some pretty red and yellow colors. Although the whole thing was only about the size of a thumb, it was carefully carved into the shape of a carp.

Carefully stuffing the pendant back into the leather case and putting it into the small pocket, Wei Ran took out the third item from the sealed bag.

This time it was a photo album the size of a Xinhua dictionary. Picking up the photo album, he couldn't help but frown.

Like the letter, this album of negatives also had a bullet hole in the middle, and it seemed to have been soaked in blood and water, with most of the film stuck inside.

Even if there is no adhesion, the negatives stored inside are severely contaminated, and some of them are even cracked and missing parts.

He had to wonder whether photos could still be developed from these negatives.

There are more than just the above items in the sealed bag. There are two final items in it, a silver Orthodox cross and an old-fashioned razor.

After a moment's hesitation, Weiran put the above items back into the plastic bags one by one and sealed them carefully.

Immediately afterwards, he slowly took off his silk gloves, folded them carefully and put them into his pocket. Then he asked, "Were these things found with the flag?"

Upon hearing this, the blond woman immediately translated it, and Miguel also answered.

"These items and the flag were found in the same safe."

The blonde woman translated, "At that time, these things were packed in the same shoe box with the flag, pistol and harmonica."

Hearing this, Wei Ran nodded and looked at Miguel and the fat man named Giuliano.

At this moment, Diane gently knocked on the ajar door, and then delivered four glasses and a bottle of Spanish wine.

After watching Diane leave, Wei Ran picked up the cup and clinked it with Miguel and Giuliano, "Mr. Miguel, Mr. Giuliano, I'm just a historian. I guess these two came here specially to bring this precious

The gift you gave me must be because there is something I can do to help you, right?"

After the blond woman translated this sentence, Miguel and Giuliano looked at each other. The former smiled and gestured with his hand, then took out a cigar and lit it and started puffing.

fog.

He also took out a cigar and signaled to Wei Ran. After receiving the rejection, Giuliano picked up the half of the cigar on the ashtray and lit it again, and began to speak in the lingering fog.

"Mr. Victor, I don't want to hide my identity. I am from Bucharest, a gangster who grew up in the sewers and now lives by smuggling."

The blonde woman translated in real time, "Standing with a historian like you, I don't think someone like me is qualified to be your friend, but for the sake of those gifts just now, I still hope you can help

I'm investigating some things."

"Please don't say that"

After Wei Ran lit a cigarette, he shook hands with the other party again and proactively, "Although I am a glorious-sounding historian, my best friend is a gang member.
To be continued...