In the cargo hold of the DT10 transport truck, Marta was speaking under the camera while using a hemostat to pull out an extremely old and frost-covered Argentine passport from the inner pocket of the corpse's jacket.
"Hans Ozil"
Marta carefully opened the passport that was almost stuck together, and Wei Ran next to her immediately read the slightly vague identity information on it, "Born in 1931, Argentinian."
At this point, Wei Ran switched to Italian, "Based on the minting time of that coin, he was probably about 37 years old when he came here.
But obviously, he couldn't have come to Antarctica during World War II, when he was still a child."
"So how do you explain the 'base' on that map?"
Tassie asked unwillingly, "I guess he must have discovered a treasure map about the secrets of Antarctica. We all know that after World War II, many Nazis fled to Argentina. Maybe Mr. Hans's father was
A Nazi who escaped justice."
"Taxi, it would be a shame not to be a writer based on your imagination."
Wei Ran took off the rubber gloves on his hands and said with pretense of regret, "In the late 1960s, it was when mysticism was prevalent. Many of the incredible unsolved mysteries we hear today were actually originated from the United States and the Soviet Union at that time.
A derivative of the public opinion confrontation between the two camps during the Cold War."
"Like the Bermuda Triangle?" A senior student in charge of filming joined the conversation in proficient Italian.
"That's probably the most famous rumor." Wei Ran spread his hands, "Of course, there's also Nachi's lunar base."
"But after talking so much, you still haven't explained the bases on the map."
Taxi said firmly that he really didn't want to give up. Although the shooting at this time was to draw out the topic, he still had a little bit of fantasy about the mysterious Nabi base in his heart.
"Taxi, if you were in 1968 and someone said he had a map of Antarctic treasures, would you buy it?" Wei Ran asked with a smile.
"Um...I..."
"Congratulations, you were cheated."
Wei Ran spread his hands, "You have been deceived from the moment you started to hesitate. But in comparison, Mr. Hans was deceived more miserably. Not only did he buy a map at a high price, but he also
Acted on the map and was defrauded of a large sum of money.
It’s not just you, look at how many people believe the videos we send out these days? Even in the 21st century with the developed Internet, so many people are still being deceived, let alone the 1960s of the last century?”
"How did you know he was cheated?" Taxi asked still unwilling to give up.
"Just look at the satellite map. It's not too far from Mount Prince Charles." Wei Ran pointed outside the window, and one of the lenses was also focused on the wind and snow outside.
“Prince Charles Mountain was the first aerial photography and observation conducted by the U.S. Navy, note, Operation High Jump, between 1946 and 1947 after the end of World War II.
Of course, Operation Highjump also spawned various Nazi-related conspiracy theories."
"So do Americans also think there is a treasure here?" the Italian-speaking senior asked while hiding behind the camera.
"The Antarctic Convention was proposed and adopted in 1959 and only came into effect in 1961."
Wei Ran said eloquently, “After this convention came into effect, Antarctica was deemed not to belong to any country’s territory in a legal sense.
But before that, Antarctica may become the territory of any country, and the Americans’ Operation High Jump is a military operation carried out by the navy.”
"Oh, I get it!"
Tassie made a chicken paw gesture that was enough to prove his nationality and said loudly, “They want to occupy Antarctica through military operations!
Just like they claimed to have discovered laundry... ah no, discovered a dirty bomb in a country in the Middle East, and then launched military intervention to occupy and seize oil!"
"You said it yourself"
Wei Ran spread his hands and said, "At that time, World War II had just ended a year ago, so what better excuse could there be than discovering Nazism?"
"But why didn't they occupy this place in the end?" Taxi couldn't help but ask.
"Maybe she discovered that there is no oil here," the senior behind the camera joked subconsciously.
“Maybe that’s really the case.”
Wei Ran smiled, "But the real reason, I guess, may be related to the Soviet Union. If the United States occupied this place, the Soviet Union would definitely come here to join in the fun.
After all, the leader of the Soviet Union at that time was Comrade Stalin, and at that time he had countless German prisoners of war and nuclear prisoners of war in his hands.
Speaking of this, I couldn't help but wonder if those nuclear prisoners of war were sent to Antarctica, would they be able to grow potatoes here."
"If they can grow potatoes here, then maybe they can really build a secret base." Taxi said with waning interest, "The base left by the Soviets."
"That's also a treasure," the senior who knew Italian said sadly.
"Those recruiters are also good at hunting whales," Wei Ran Tan said, "They can really survive by eating only whales. Speaking of this, I started to feel sorry for Comrade Stalin. He really could have tried it at that time."
"What did the whale do wrong?" Taxi couldn't help but joked.
"Maybe those two atomic bombs were dropped by whales," Wei Ran continued to tease the kid along with this topic.
"I'm starting to hope that Mr. Whales have mastered atomic bomb technology."
Taxi spread her hands and said disappointedly, "So we didn't find anything this time?"
"I'm afraid it's not just this time"
Wei Ran spread his hands, "Even if we come here a hundred times, I'm afraid we won't find anything, but I won't come here a second time. This damn place is too cold."
"what a pity"
Tassie made two chicken paw gestures and said, "Victor, I'm curious about another thing now."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "What happened?" Wei Ran asked with a smile.
"What will the people who were deceived by us think after our documentary is aired?"
Tassie gloated and said, "Victor, they will eat you."
"They will thank us"
Wei Ran said with a smile, "This way no one will be tricked into coming to Antarctica to die like this Hans Ozil."
"But I still don't understand why Mr. Hans brought the sword and ring we found?" Tassie asked the final doubt according to the script.
"I may have an answer to this question here."
The senior student hiding behind the camera said, "Just think about it, in that era without the Internet, even if he didn't find out, as long as he returned from Antarctica alive with the sword and ring, then..."
"So he is also a liar?" Taxi, who is quite talented in acting, widened his eyes in shock.
"Have you ever been to the North Pole?"
Wei Ran continued without waiting for an answer, "There is a kind of narwhal in the Arctic. Their big javelin-like teeth have been sold at high prices as unicorn horns for a long time, and many people do this."
Although the business people knew it was fake, they still tacitly protected this secret together.
Also a jointly protected secret are the Egyptian mummies. For a long time in Europe, dried meat powder ground from mummies was used as a life-saving medicine for treating impotence and various terminal diseases, and was even used as a pigment and seasoning.
used."
"Victor, stop talking, I'm going to vomit." The senior sister frowned and stopped Wei Ran's analogy.
"All right"
Wei Ran took out the sword and ring in his pocket, "I guess these two are similar. As long as Mr. Hans publicizes that he discovered this in the polar regions, and just takes a few photos and takes them back, maybe
He can make a lot of money with this amazing discovery."
"In a sense, we were also deceived." Taxi finally despaired.
"No, no, no, I am not." Wei Ran said proudly, "I have a commission of one million euros. This is the motivation for me to come here."
"Your proud look makes me feel very unbalanced. It's almost more uncomfortable than losing a million euros myself."
Tassie gritted her teeth and said, "Why is my commission only 10,000 euros?"
"I am a historian"
Wei Ran became more and more proud, "There are countless millions of euros hidden in history, so Taxi, do you want to learn history from me? It's very interesting."
"Forget it, I'm not interested in history."
Taxi refused without thinking, "Let's get back to business. Now that we have decided to go back, what should we do with this body?"
"Of course I brought it back"
Wei Ran said without thinking, "It is difficult for corpses to decompose in Antarctica. This is a burden on the Antarctic environment itself. And even out of a humanitarian spirit, we should send Mr. Hans back to his home."
Only my hometown will do."
"Then what are you waiting for? Let's set off now?" Taxi asked impatiently.
"Don't worry"
Wei Ran showed a sinister smile, put the sword and ring in his hand on the chest of the corpse and said, "As freight, let Mr. Hans cooperate with us for the last time. We will take a photo of him and send it out.
How many people will eventually believe the lies we concocted?"
"You will be bullied online"
Although Taxi said this, he had already taken out his mobile phone and took a photo of the body with the sword.
"Let's get together later and then head back."
As he spoke, Wei Ran stood up and said to the senior students in Russian, "I'll trouble you next."
"Don't worry," the Italian-speaking senior agreed confidently.
"let's go"
Wei Ran deliberately greeted Marta and Lu Xinda in front of the camera, left the cabin under Taxi's envious eyes, and returned to the small transport truck next to him.
Before getting into the warm carriage, he couldn't help but look at the ice crevice not far away again, and Apolly, who had just been winched out of the ice crevice.
Whether it's Major Schubert or April, who's looking for the fire, I just hope... I just hope they don't have any regrets in their hearts.
Wei Ran opened the car door with a sigh and mixed emotions, and asked Marta and Lu Xinda to get in.
"Boss, is this joke we made a little too much?"
In the not-so-spacious rear compartment, Marta was sitting on a small folding chair, swiping her phone and saying, "According to the poll we released, almost 70% of the people already believe that we are about to find the Nascent treasure.
, and I also saw..."
"What did you see?" Wei Ran couldn't help but asked curiously when he saw the astonishment on this beautiful girl's face.
Taking the hot coffee from Cinda Lu, Marta said in a dumbfounded voice, "I saw another online poll about whether the treasure we are about to discover should be returned to the Jews. This time, more than 90% of the people voted.
The treasure was returned to the Jews.
And the comments below have even helped us arrange which Jewish organizations should be returned to, and the official accounts of those organizations have already thanked the righteous historian Mr. Victor in advance in the comment area."
“They are everywhere”
Wei Ran curled his lips, reached out to take the hot coffee from Lu Xinda, took a sip and said, "Originally I was worried that this joke was indeed a bit too much, but now there's no need to worry."
"boss"
Lu Xinda poured herself a cup of coffee and started another topic in Chinese, "When we go back, should we secretly catch a few penguins and take them back? Sister Aurora will definitely like this gift."
"I take it you like it, right?" Wei Ran asked, dumbfounded.
"Hey," Lu Xinda asked innocently, "so do you want to catch a few?"
"forget it"
Wei Ran shuddered involuntarily, "I don't like those smelly, loose poop things."
"How do you know they stink if you haven't been in close contact with them?"
Lu Xinda encouraged her unwillingly, "How about we catch two? After we get back, we can secretly send them to Inta. If there is a penguin zoo there, there will definitely be..."
"This is a bad idea."
After coming back to his senses, Wei Ran once again rejected Lu Xinda's proposal, and instead asked a question that gave Lu Xinda a headache, "Now that you're talking about Penguin, how are you doing with your Russian studies?"
"ah--?"
Lu Xinda immediately asked with a frown on her face, "Boss, can this be connected?"
"Homophonous memes don't cost money," Wei Ran joked and changed the topic.
"here we go"
Marta said abruptly, "The photos we just took have been released through the studio's account, and it's very lively down there now."
Wei Ran went over to take a look, and couldn't help but feel happy. The comments section under this photo was written in a variety of languages, and the content expressed was also diverse.
But the most interesting one is a sentence in Chinese characters, "Jews, give up, those treasures will eventually belong to Han Bang people, you have to go back a little bit."
"Pfft"
Lu Xinda, who also saw this comment, immediately burst into laughter. At the same time, she also extended her finger to help Marta give a like on the back of this Chinese character comment.
"Is this comment interesting?" Marta raised her head and asked blankly.
“Of course it’s interesting”
Wei Ran and Lu Xinda looked at each other and gloated, "A powerful enemy of the Jews has appeared."
While the three Weirans were chatting and waiting for the dinner before their return, Anfiya and Monica were extremely busy in the hotel in Ushuaia - busy directing Hela to guide them.
The direction of public opinion.
At the same time, in another port further away from Ushuaia but still located in Argentina, when the woman in leather clothes who had followed Wei Ran and others saw the photo of the body that was being hyped on the Internet,
A disdainful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
"Let's go back"
The woman turned off the phone screen and said to her companion.
"Aren't you going to meet that Chinese guy?"
"No need to meet him in Argentina"
The woman in leather clothes said nonchalantly, "It's time for us to leave Argentina. Remember to remind our people to steal... no, just find something from our warehouse that historians are interested in. Hans Ozil's family
Let’s go meet that Chinese man as my identity and get back Major Schubert’s relics from him.”
"Exchange?" the leather-clad woman's companion asked in confusion.
"I'm very satisfied with his documentary"
The woman in leather clothes snapped her fingers, "Remember to wait until his documentary is broadcast before exchanging. Go to Kazan, and remember to have a better attitude."
"Don't you hate Chinese people? Especially Chinese men."
“You need to buy a movie ticket to watch a movie.”
The leather-clad woman said with a smile, "I am very satisfied with his film and television works, so of course I have to pay some movie tickets."
"Okay." The leather-clad woman's companion nodded indifferently, then took out the satellite phone from his pocket and began to adjust the arrangements.
It was still at this time, at the Antarctic scientific research station jointly built by Italy and France, a certain electrician was far more excited than everyone else. His greedy eyes were staring at the photo of the corpse on the screen.
.
In the same scientific research station, Matthew's parents were also looking at the corpse, but their eyes were full of doubts.
"Is this the body we found at that time?" Matthew's mother asked in a low voice.
"It's him, it must be."
Matthew's father said firmly, "No, we have never seen that body, never."
"Okay, never." Matthew's mother stretched, "As long as it doesn't affect our scientific research projects."
"No, definitely not."
When Matthew's father said this, he couldn't help but think of the vague reminders that appeared in the paintings his son showed them during the video call not long ago.
Of course, compared to Antarctica, which attracted everyone's attention, at this time in Kazan, there was a sidecar motorcycle with the flags of the Soviet Union, Russia, and the United States, once again parked at the door of the Time Library.
Only this time, apart from Comrade Channing, there was also a short middle-aged man with an Asian face who got out of the car.
"Channing, is this here?"
The middle-aged Asian man who got out of the sidecar moved his legs and feet while looking at the library's logo. "If I remember correctly, isn't that historian in Antarctica? Did we arrive too early?"
"You remember correctly, Comrade Victor is indeed in Antarctica."
As Channing spoke, he took off the gun case tied to the shelf, and at the same time kept explaining, "The main reason I brought you here today is to show you this library. This library
There are many old photos in there.
As far as I know, Mr. Victor discovered it from the historical archives. I believe those photos can definitely give you some confidence."
"I hope so..."
The short man said something rather insincere and perfunctory, and followed the enthusiastic Channing into the Time Library, which was still open.
