"You want to buy everything in the attic?" In the living room on the first floor of the holiday villa, Isaiah Popov looked at the gray-faced Wei Ran and the three people with interest.

"It's useless for you to keep those things, right?" Wei Ran asked with a smile.

"It's really useless," Isai thought for a while, "but I don't plan to sell them."

"Why?" Suisui asked subconsciously.

Hearing this, Isai hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "I sold those ashes in exchange for a sum of money, but I wanted to know more about the cause of my father's death. I believe there must be relevant clues in those things.

It’s just that I didn’t find it.”

"Yisai, maybe he can help you." Ji Ma patted Wei Ran on the shoulder and said, "He is a historian."

"Historians who can make money"

Suisui added helpfully on the side, with a slightly proud tone, as if historians who can make money are very powerful historians.

Before Wei Ran could correct this abnormal judgment standard, Ji Ma nodded subconsciously, "He is indeed a relatively profitable historian. In short, he can definitely help you."

Looking at Wei Ran who looked helpless, Yisai smiled and shook his head, "I won't bother you young people to help with this matter. Just keep putting the things upstairs here. Okay, you have a

Spend an hour wandering around here.

If you really want to help me do something, just clean this house. In an hour, we can go back just in time for dinner."

Before he finished speaking, Isai had already stood up from the rocking chair, slowly took off a Baikal brand shotgun from the wall behind him, took out a box of bullets from the desk drawer against the wall, put it into his pocket, and finally carried it

Climbed the ladder to the attic and left the room.

A moment later, gunshots and the distinctive buzz of a metal target being hit rang out from the open space behind the holiday villa.

The three people still in the room looked at each other, and in the end they could only spread their hands. In any case, they were here just to satisfy their curiosity.

If the other party doesn't want to sell those things, they can't steal them by force. What's the difference between that and what those bastards in the ashes did before they were alive?

Of course, they couldn't take away the ashes they wanted to take away, so they naturally chose to forget the cleaning work arranged by Isai.

When the three of them left the room, Maya, who was fishing by the lake, waved to them.

"What's wrong?" Jima immediately trotted over and asked eagerly while spraying Maya with DEET.

"Look over there." Maya pointed to the opposite side of the lake. "There seems to be a tombstone there, right next to the sunflowers."

tombstone?

Everyone looked in the direction of Maya's finger, and sure enough, in an open space opposite the lake, a large patch of sunflowers grew lushly, and the edge of the patch of sunflowers was unusually smooth, as if it had been cut with a knife, making it appear even.

That tombstone is particularly conspicuous.

Putting down the fishing rod in his hand, Wei Ran was the first to run around the not-so-big lake to the opposite side. Seeing this, Suisui immediately chased after him.

"Shall we go and have a look too?" Jima asked Maya.

"I'm not interested." Maya swung the shot again as she spoke, "Stay away from me."

Jima shrugged upon hearing this, and took a few steps aside honestly. He casually hung some grass leaves on the hook and threw it into the calm lake. However, most of his attention was on

He looked at Maya's side face, and at most he occasionally glanced in the direction of Wei Ran and the other two.

After walking along the edge of the lakeshore for more than ten minutes, Wei Ran finally stopped at the edge of the tombstone.

This field of sunflowers is obviously in a semi-wild state without being cared for. Some of the flower plates that are as big as the bottom of a basin still have petals left, while some have only full melon seeds left. Some even have small animals visiting them.

There are traces of it, and there are also some Jerusalem artichokes that are still blooming.

Not only that, around the tombstone on the edge, there is a large area of ​​chamomile growing that is about to enter the next cycle of life.

"Could it be Isai's parents who are buried here?" Suisui asked in a lowered voice. At the same time, she picked a Jerusalem artichoke flower and placed it in front of the tombstone as a token of appreciation.

"It should be"

Wei Ran nodded absently, but in fact all his attention was attracted by the inconspicuous letter "K" on the corner of the tombstone.

He remembered very clearly that in addition to the name "Karenina" on the tombstone of Old Katenka on the Tula River, there was also such an inconspicuous letter "K" on the edge.

But apart from a mottled letter "K", there is no name on this tombstone. Instead, it is just a vague carving of two horses rubbing their ears and temples together.

Another person who doesn't even have a name...

Wei Ran sighed secretly, took Suisui's hand and strolled back to the door of the holiday villa.

Yisai, who had already returned with a shotgun, obviously saw Wei Ran and Suisui walking back from across the lake, but he did not give any explanation. He just greeted everyone enthusiastically as always to help him move the not-so-big villa.

After a brief cleaning, they were allowed to get in the car and return to their home on the edge of the city.

Under the warm hospitality of Isai, his son and daughter-in-law, everyone enjoyed a sumptuous dinner. Then they declined the invitation to stay overnight and took a taxi to the hotel they had booked in advance in the center of the city.

"This trip was in vain"

Suisui, who had been complaining on the way, threw herself on the hotel bed. Although she heard the story as she wished, the plot of the story was too simple and general, and it felt like she had heard it but not listened.

"At least you know what that tombstone is about," Wei Ran comforted with a smile.

"So it's just a background prop for taking pictures?" Wei Ran didn't say it, but it was okay. When he said it, Suisui became more and more disappointed.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "There were many Japs sent to Siberia back then. Maybe we can dig out a nest somewhere in the future."

Wei Ran paused and said very seriously, "But forget it this time, there is no need to get involved with Soviet spies because of a few devils."

"makes sense"

Suisui turned over, stood up lively and said, "I'll be busy after I go back tomorrow. Let's go shopping in the shopping mall we just passed before it gets dark. Maybe we can buy a lot of Kazan here.

Chinese products you can’t buy.”

"Just listen to my advice." Wei Ran secretly breathed a sigh of relief and happily followed Suisui out of the hotel.

After spending a day wandering around Khabarovsk, the four of them boarded the flight back to Kazan the next morning.

Although it took three or four days to go back and forth, when they returned to the shore of Kaban Lake, more than half of the roof of the workshop they bought had been removed. According to this progress, it might take at most another week to

Once all the work is done it is time to start the renovation.

Giving the task of supervising the construction to Suisui, Weiran and Jima boarded the flight to Kirov together.

Although it had been a while since they had been here, when the two of them walked out of the airport, they each thought of what happened here.

"I don't know what's going on with that old guy's health now," Jima muttered to himself, "He must not know that I put the money in his drawer."

However, before Wei Ran could respond, his cell phone rang.

"It's Mr. Nicholas' call," Wei Ran said in surprise, and then pressed the answer button.

"I'll go find the car Gorman left for us first," Jima responded hastily, and walked into the parking lot knowingly.

"Have you arrived in Kirov?" Nikolai on the other end of the phone asked slowly.

"Just landed," Wei Ran responded respectfully and honestly.

"See it?" Nicholas asked with interest.

"Yes," Wei Ran replied immediately. He naturally knew that the person he was asking about was Isay Popov, who lives in Khabarovsk.

"If you want to see cherry blossoms in the future, you can ask her for help."

Nicholas deliberately used a female pronoun, and then reminded him, "As long as you know this matter yourself."

"I understand, thank you." Wei Ran raised his eyebrows while thanking him. He didn't expect that there was such a benefit.

"Nothing." Nicholas on the phone smiled, changed the subject and asked, "I heard Dalia said that you bought the abandoned factory next to her house?"

"It cost a lot of money." Wei Ran paused and truthfully informed the other party of his plan.

“Good idea”

Nicholas praised angrily, "After you renovate the place, I will give you a gift."

After saying that, the old man simply hung up the phone without waiting for Wei Ran's response. While Wei Ran put his phone in his pocket, Jima also drove a slightly older car and parked in front of him.

beside.

"Should we meet up with Gorman first, or should we go see veteran Leva first?" Jima asked while Wei Ran was loading their suitcases into the trunk.

"Let's go find veteran Leva first."

Wei Ran got into the passenger seat as he spoke, "Give him the gift you brought first and see how he is doing."

"I hope he can recognize me. I don't even remember what I did to my face."

While Wei Ran was talking, he picked up a Countess Ikon camera that Ji Ma had just put down. This camera was bought from the one-armed veteran Leva's shop when he came here last time, but later

The bastard Ji Ma took over.

Now that such a long time has passed, although there is no scratch on the appearance of this camera, the shutter has been damaged by Ji Ma. Now that I took it out, I just asked him to help repair the shutter of this camera as a way to visit again.

Excuse.

"I only remember that you dyed your hair light blonde," Jima said uncertainly.

"Now I can only hope he recognizes the camera."

Wei Ran looked at the camera over and over again, and finally gave up the plan of redisguising his face according to the appearance in his memory. After all, this time he went to ask the other party for advice, so

There still needs to be some respect.
To be continued...