The next morning, Shiquan got up early and started to work on breakfast as usual. This was a habit that he developed after coming to Smolensk.

For a authentic Northeastern man, the Russian red vegetable soup Da Lieba really couldn't raise much appetite, so since his life stabilized, he began to try to make breakfast by himself.

As expected, Ivan appeared on time and on time on the dining table to help arrange the dishes and chopsticks. After eating with Shiquan for a year, he had already used the chopsticks. The knife and fork in the kitchen had not come in handy for a long time.

When Shiquan picked up all the pork-filled buns in the steamer onto the plate and served them on the table, the two brothers sucked the hot porridge and began to plan their work today.

"Ivan, do you still have military maps of the Soviet and German sides in World War II?"

Shi Quan asked casually.

"Of course, there are too many such things and they can't be sold at a price."

"I'll take me to see after finishing my meal. I'll pick a few photos to study."

Upon hearing this, Da Ivan put down the meat bun in his hand and stared at the boss with a pair of bull-eyed eyes, "Is there another clue?"

Shi Quan shook his head and said an excuse he had already thought of: "I just found a few maps to study because there were no clues. I have been revolving around the battlefield of the Battle of Smolensk twice in the past six months. I want to try to find some new clues."

In fact, Shi Quan wanted to try to burn a few more maps for the bracelets, otherwise wouldn’t there be no work to do when those arrows are dug up?

"After breakfast, I'm going to deal with the treasures you dug up, and by the way, I'll go to the bank to exchange for some dollars."

Da Yiwan thought about it, "If you don't go out this morning, please help me see the store. Just sell it but not collect it. The maps are all in the cardboard boxes under the bar, and you will be given to you."

"Thank you then!" Shi Quan was overjoyed when he heard this. Although these maps were not worth much in Da Yiwan's mouth, if you want to collect them by yourself, you will definitely get half the result with twice the effort.

He sent Da Ivan away with meat buns. He did not rush to help him read the shop, but instead took out the thread-bound book and cowhide diary he dug out yesterday.

Compared to the function of the bracelet, he wanted to know more about why a German guy had Chinese style things in his hands.

Perhaps it was because he had been buried underground for too long, and most of the pen handwriting on the diary was blurred, but fortunately the font was very neat. Shi Quan held his mobile phone and translated words one by one, so he probably knew that the owner of the diary was a front-line artillery commander named Warner.

There is no record of bracelets in the diary. Instead, I recall from a few words that Werner's ancestors were soldiers who invaded China and brought back a large amount of treasures and wealth from China. His own invasion of the Soviet Union only brought death and killing. Unexpectedly, this old man was still a literary youth.

I think this bracelet is stolen by Werner's father or grandfather from China.

Although no valuable information was found, in order to keep the secret, Shi Quan carefully threw the diary into an iron bucket and burned it clean.

Keeping these written things is a hidden danger. Do you know if Warner has any descendants who know the inside story. The secrets of the bracelet are destined to be brought into the grave. Only you know these secrets are enough.

Locking the rest of the thread-bound books into the iron cabinet, he went downstairs to open the rolling shutter door of the Ula Antique Store. The antique store is not large in size and only takes up less than half of the space on the first floor. Most of the goods in the store are worthless souvenirs such as military kettles and medals from the former Soviet Union or Russian army.

But the so-called buns have meat but not on the folds. These things on the surface are just face-saving projects to fool the police in the Ministry of Internal Affairs. All the truly valuable things are placed in the basement.

You should know that whether it is a firearm business or anything with a ten thousand characters mark is illegal in the Russian Federation. Once you are caught by the federal police, you will be fined tens of thousands of rubles at a minimum, and you will have to be imprisoned if you are not lucky.

I was familiar with the way and found a large box of military maps from under the bar. These old maps were indeed not very valuable, so Ivan was too lazy to take care of them, both the German and Soviet ones were mixed together.

He didn't dare to touch the map directly with his left hand. Shi Quan transformed into Yang Guo and sorted out the maps of a whole large box in categories.

These maps are basically dominated by Smolensk and the surrounding areas, with only a few pictures of Stalingrad (now Volgograd) and Kursk being mixed in. This is normal, after all, they were collected from the local digging party.

While there was no one in the store, Shi Quan took a deep breath and slowly pressed his left wrist on the map.

1 second

2 seconds

Half a minute passed, and the map was still lying peacefully on the glass counter.

"False?"

Shi Quan unwillingly picked up a map and pressed it on the bracelet and rubbed it repeatedly until the map was grinding a hole, and the expected situation did not occur.

What's going on?

I picked up the maps that I didn't believe in evil and tried them one by one, but the result made him feel like he fell into an ice cellar.

Why doesn't it work?

calm!

Surely I didn't find the right way!

Shi Quan suppressed the panic in his heart and carefully recalled everything that happened.

"If the function of the absorption map is not invalid, then the only difference between these maps and the original one is that the map was dug out by yourself, and these maps are all from someone else. In other words, if you want the bracelet to absorb the map, it may be that you have found it yourself."

There is a second possibility

Shiquan opened the map view again and stared at the two remaining arrows on the map.

The last possibility is, perhaps only by digging the remaining two positions can the bracelet absorb the next map?

After circling around, he found that he had to continue digging no matter what. Only when he digs the map again or digs out the existing two locations can he thoroughly understand the correct way to use the bracelet.

Since you have found the direction, just dig along this direction.

Comparing mobile phone navigation and map view, Shiquan easily determined the specific locations of the last two arrows.

Coincidentally, the last two green arrows were actually in the small town outside, but the first one was just west of the city and the other was a little easterly south.

Go to the south first!

Shi Quan made a decision without hesitation. The Ula Antique Store is originally in Nancheng, and after leaving the city, it is less than ten kilometers away from this point. If you move faster, you can make a round trip at most an hour.

After hanging up the phone with Da Ivan, Shiquan locked the store and drove out of the city in a shabby van.

More than half an hour later, when Shiquan arrived at the destination, he was stunned. This time the location was in an abandoned wood processing factory.

It is impossible to sneak in. Most of the citizens of the Russian Federation have guns, so he doesn't want to die under the hunting rifle of a strong Russian man.

Helplessly, I had to change the target and go to the last green arrow position.

"Damn it!"

Shi Quan gritted his teeth and stared at the wooden house less than ten meters in front of the front of the car. This time it was even more excessive. The arrow was actually in this obviously dilapidated wooden house!

It is impossible to give up. If you don’t dig into these two positions, you will have no chance to verify your ideas.
Chapter completed!