After passing a street light, I saw Gao Yang's trembling hands with the help of the light and Gao Yang's appearance of holding the box tightly, Erin was a little scared. She whispered: "Boss, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?"

Gao Yang turned his head to look at Erin, his lips trembled and said, "I'm fine, I'm just a little too excited, too excited..."

Erin looked at the box that Gao Yang hugged tightly in his arms and whispered: "It's because of the things in this box? What is it? What makes you so excited?"

Gao Yang swallowed, and then said with difficulty: "Russia, the father of Russia, the sun of poetry..."

Erin suddenly covered her mouth with her hands, then stared at Gao Yang with an incredible look on her face, widening her eyes.

The carriage was quite dark, and only when passing by the street lights could the light outside the window illuminate Erin's eyes that were wide open because of extreme surprise.

Li Jinfang turned his head and whispered: "What are you talking about? What father, the poem of the sun? Who is that powerful?"

Gao Yang and Erin didn't say anything. After a while, Erin trembled: "Are you sure? Are you really sure what you are talking about?"

Gao Yang whispered: "I'm not sure, but, I think it should be true."

Erin suddenly said, "No, stop talking, stop talking, we will go and talk again, and we will talk later when we go back!"

Li Jinfang stopped talking, Gao Yang stopped talking, but just hugged the box in his arms tightly.

When they returned to the placement, Gao Yang opened the car door and hurriedly got out of the car and returned to the large living room where many people were gathering. After Erin and Li Jinfang took the remaining guns, they hurriedly followed Gao Yang's footsteps from behind and walked into the room.

There must be at least three people staying in the living room, and it is the same at night. It is impossible to be completely unprepared in unfamiliar places. Even if you are not fully armed, your weapons are hidden in places within your reach.

It was already very late, and most of the people went to sleep. Fry Taylor and Albert, who were on duty, sat in the living room. When he saw Gao Yang hurriedly knocking open and rushed into the living room with a box in his arms, Fry stood up and said with concern: "Boss, what's wrong with you? Your face doesn't look good."

Gao Yang did not answer. He swept all the debris on the coffee table to the ground. He put the box on the coffee table, and then rubbed his hands involuntarily.

Gao Yang had never been so ruthless. Taylor subconsciously reached under the sofa and dragged out his rifle. At this time, Erin, who rushed in, put the gun in her hand on the sofa, stood next to Gao Yang, swallowed, and said nervously: "Can you open it and look?"

Gao Yang said in a trembling voice: "Of course you have to see."

Fry looked at Li Jinfang with a blank look and said, "What's wrong? What happened? What are you doing?"

Li Jinfang shrugged and said, "It's hard to describe it. We have experienced a lot today."

Albert came to Gao Yang's side curiously, looked at the box and said, "What?"

Li Jinfang frowned and said, "The father of Russia, the sun of Russian poetry."

Albert frowned and looked at the box and said, "What the hell are you talking about?"

Erin sternly said, "Shut up, have you never taken classes? What a bunch of idiots, there are things that can drive Russians crazy."

Fry touched his head and said, "What's the matter? Do you want to tell the big dog? You said it can make the Russians crazy."

Gao Yang opened the first floor box and then said tremblingly: "Shut up, there is Pushkin's gun in it, his duel gun."

Erin covered her arm with her hands and said tremblingly: "O God. I started to tremble, I started to get goosebumps. This sacred moment makes it difficult for me to breathe, guys. You must witness a miracle, a moment of history..., Fark! Why aren't you surprised?"

Li Jinfang, Fry, and Taylor were all confused. The three of them looked at me and I looked at yours, but Albert touched his bald head and said with a frown: "Pushkin, I have heard of this name, I know, I know him, don't remind me, don't remind me, I must know him, Oh, Shet, Erin, who is this guy?"

Erin was almost crying. She looked at the second-level box that Gao Yang opened, then looked at a few confused guys, and said helplessly: "He is a poet, a great poet. Damn, are you educated?"

Taylor put his gun in the gap under the sofa, then shook his head and said, "When I was in school, I was not interested in European history, especially Russians, Russians, who can write poetry?"

Li Jinfang said with a embarrassed look: "I may have learned it. This name sounds familiar, but my academic performance is not good."

Gao Yang took out the folded paper, opened it carefully, and said to Erin: "Don't worry about them, I don't read it very well in Russian. Come and take a look. Is this name Pushkin?"

Erin took the yellowed paper carefully, and after a glance, her hands began to tremble violently. Then she raised her voice and said, "Yes, yes, Alexander Sergeevich Pushkin, yes, yes."

Gao Yang said with a careful look on his face: "Don't be excited, put down the paper and put it down slowly."

Erin slowly placed the paper on the coffee table, and then said tremblingly: "This is a receipt, boss, do you need me to read it carefully for you?"

Gao Yang swallowed and said, "I probably can see clearly, but you should just read it for me."

"Sold with Mr. Alexander Sergeevich Pushkin, a pair of pistols and accessories made by Mr. Pazha, Paris, the signature is the Military Store of Neva Street, Petersburg, Yanuleni Samedov, January 24, 1837."

After reading it, Erin took a deep breath and said in a trembling voice: "Below the receipt, there is a handwritten font written by Pushkin. Although the font is very sloppy, I can see clearly. I feel very painful. But Danzas took my duel pistol to prevent me from committing suicide. In this case, I will give my duel pistol to Danzas as a memory, Alexander Pushkin!"

After saying that, Erin raised her head, looked at Gao Yang, and said in a daze: "I think it's true, because there is Pushkin's signature here, which is unlikely to be a forgery. Also, you know, Danzas is Pushkin's duel assistant and witness, and Danzas is by his side when Pushkin died."

Gao Yang exhaled and said, "I don't know who Danzas is, but now I know, I think with this, it's easy to be firm, right?"

Erin nodded and said in a deep voice: "I think yes, it's easy to identify with these. I think this is the duel pistol used by Pushkin."

Fry whispered, "Well, can I see it?"

When I saw Li Jinfang and the others curious but not excited, Irene shuddered and then said to Gao Yang urgently: "Hurry up, put it away quickly, let these rude guys look at you, break this great finale, then our sin will be too great!"

Gao Yang picked up the last pen written by Pushkin on the receipt, carefully put it back into the box, and slowly covered the two layers of boxes, then looked at Erin and said, "What should I do?"

Erin said firmly: "Send it away! Save it away quickly! Save it away immediately!"

Gao Yang sighed and whispered: "How much do you think this gun can sell?"

Erin thought for a while, then said with a serious look: "Priceless! Compared to those two guns, I think the suicide note written by Pushkin on the receipt is equally precious, even more precious. If it is to be auctioned, the Russians would rather let Russia go bankrupt than buy it back."

Gao Yang sighed and said, "It's a pity that the things in this box can never be auctioned, so they can only be traded in private, but even if they are traded in private, I think they must be very valuable."

Erin looked at Gao Yang and said, "Do you want to sell it? Are you willing to sell it?"

After thinking seriously for a long time, Gao Yang said with a sad face: "I can't bear to give up, I really can't bear to give up, but when I think about the price of these two guns, I feel sorry for everyone if I don't sell them."

Gao Yang's hand was placed on the lid, while Erin placed his hand on Gao Yang's hand, and then said with a serious look: "Then don't sell it. It can be exchanged for a lot of money after selling it, but after selling it, you can't buy it back. You can't buy it back at no cost, and you can't even see it. So, store it well, and let me take a look when I want to."

Gao Yang breathed slowly, a smile appeared on his face, and then he whispered: "That's right, collect it, no one gives it, no one gives it, when we want to appreciate it, we can take it out at any time!"

Erin also laughed, and she whispered: "It must be kept in the safest place."

Fry curled his lips and said, "It's just two broken guns. I really don't know what you are excited about. And Morgan. I really don't know what you have to collect for a bunch of broken guns."

"roll!"

"Go on the side!"

After expressing disdain for Fry, Gao Yang smiled and said, "Irene, why are you so familiar with Pushkin?"

Erin smiled and said, "Because I was fascinated by his poems for a while, although I was past that age, why could you tell that the name was Pushkin?"

Gao Yang coughed lightly and laughed: "Because I was a literary youth for a while, although I am past that age now, Pushkin is still the Russian name I am most familiar with, so of course I can recognize it."

After smiling at Erin, Gao Yang suddenly said, "Oh, I have to share my happiness in time. I have to call Morgan and tell him some news that excites him."
Chapter completed!