It wasn't until the horizon completely blocked the setting sun that Soran ran out of the room holding his cell phone and said excitedly, "Victor, can you imagine? Not only do I have Jewish ancestry, but I also have the last generation of nobles.
Of ancestry and Polish ancestry! And my mother is Danish! Of course, I already knew this last point.”
"Is he just a high-end guy?" Wei Ran joked secretly and asked with a smile, "It seems that the diary and those letters contain the answers you need?"
"Although those diaries didn't say much, my father and I have just combined the contents of those letters to piece together what happened here at that time."
As he spoke, Sauron took the key handed over by Wei Ran, locked the security doors of the Siren Tavern one by one, and then issued an invitation, "Victor, how about staying here for a day? My father will come over tomorrow.
Like me just now, he was shocked, and he couldn't believe that there was a family cemetery belonging to us in Ferm."
"You don't know about that cemetery?" Wei Ran asked in surprise.
Soran spread his hands, "Before seeing that diary, my father and I always insisted that our respective grandfathers were just ordinary fishermen, so we may need your help to find the cemetery tomorrow.
"
"This is not my strong point"
Wei Ran followed the other party to the car parked not far away and said, "And I was just lucky to be able to find those things this time. This is the first time I have investigated the historical truth so quickly."
"You are indeed lucky, but luck is also part of your strength."
Soren closed the car door and asked, "Don't talk about this, Victor, do you know what the 1st Saxony Guards Heavy Cavalry Regiment is? Frankly speaking, although I am a German, I have never heard of this cavalry regiment at all."
"Simply put, the elite of the Kingdom of Saxony"
Wei Ran paused at this point and corrected himself, "Perhaps it can be said that they are the elite of the elite. Later, although the Sachs Kingdom was merged into the Weimar regime, this cavalry regiment is still among the elite."
"No more?" Sauron asked, looking at Wei Ran sitting in the passenger seat.
Wei Ran spread his hands and said, "I don't know much about the history before World War II. It's pretty good to know so much."
"I should have checked that desk in detail if I had known it," Sauron joked after starting the engine, "so that I wouldn't have to pay the agreed 300,000 euros."
"If you think it's too expensive, I can give you a discount." Wei Ran responded with a smile, and he was also prepared for the other party to default on the bill. After all, this time it seemed too simple on the surface.
"No, no, no, business is business, we have to abide by the agreement."
After speaking, Soran smiled and said, "On the other hand, although the money is a lot, it is actually very cost-effective because you helped me find the truth I wanted to know in the shortest time, didn't you?"
You are the second generation rich, and everything you say is right. Wei Ran cursed in his heart, but with a faint smile on his face, he changed the topic to other aspects.
While the two were chatting, the car driven by Soren also drove to the entrance of a hotel not far away. As for the beach motorcycle he drove past at that time, he had obviously forgotten all about it.
At Sauron's invitation, Wei Ran enjoyed a sumptuous seafood dinner with him. During the dinner, he also gained a general understanding of this employer with a fairly good personality and his father.
It’s hard to imagine that the dream of this rich second-generation man with no bad habits is to participate in the Olympic sailing competition. And the club he wants to build with the rebuilt Siren Tavern is actually just his dream after missing out on the Olympics several times.
The second best thing to do is to prepare yourself to train a competitor who can participate in the Olympic sailing competition.
However, when such a grand ideal came to Wei Ran's mouth, it was summed up vividly by the sour sentence "If you have money to burn, you will have enough to eat."
Compared with the rich second-generation Sauron who is a bit idle, his father, the old guy named Olaf, is really fierce.
To put it simply, the most successful investment made by Soren's old father in his life was to marry a rich lady who was somewhat related to the Danish royal family. As for the return on this investment, apart from the fact that he only knew how to spend money, he could not earn anything.
Money, and even his silly son Soren, who was still single in his thirties, also allowed Mr. Olaf to struggle for several years at the same age, and passed the initial stage of capital accumulation with a good wife.
Since the other party was well off, Wei Ran had no other ideas. So after the dinner, he honestly accepted the 200,000 euros in cash and a check of 100,000 euros that the other party had prepared.
I happily returned to the hotel and had a solid sleep.
In the blink of an eye, early the next morning, when Wei Ran received a call from Solon and came down from the hotel, there was not only an old man with a somewhat arrogant look in the business car waiting for him at the door, but also Mr. Hans, whom he had not seen for a long time.
He actually came too.
"Victor, long time no see."
Mr. Hans didn't wait for Wei Ran to sit down, and took the initiative to say hello, "Come here and sit next to me. After that arrogant old guy found out that he had a noble ancestor, he no longer bothered to sit with us commoners.
"
"I just don't want to sit with you," Olaf responded contemptuously.
"It's the same, isn't it just because I have Jewish ancestry..."
Mr. Hans patted his forehead happily in the middle of speaking, "Sorry, I forgot that you also have Jewish ancestry. Let me put it another way, you don't want to sit with me because I don't have any nobility."
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"You old guy, can you shut up your bad mouth?" Olaf said angrily, "Soren, drive quickly! Let's go to Ferm!"
"I'm a dentist"
The silver-haired Mr. Hans seemed to like to tease this arrogant old man who looked much younger than him, "Due to my professional habits, I usually ask others to open their mouths."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Olaf glared at Mr. Hans, then snorted coldly, but he just closed his eyes to be out of sight and out of mind.
Wei Ran smiled helplessly and wisely decided not to get involved in the bickering between the two old men. He sat in his seat and counted the number of street trees that were rapidly retreating outside the window.
Fortunately, the short distance of seven or eight kilometers did not waste much time. When the car stopped and the door opened, Olaf immediately left the car, obviously tired of Mr. Hans.
"Do you know where the cemetery is?" Olaf asked his son Sauron.
"It's just that it's in the forest south of Ferm Village." Sauron looked at the large farmland around him and said with a blank expression, "I'm even worried about whether that cemetery is still there."
At the same time, Wei Ran, who helped Mr. Hans get out of the car, was also observing the surroundings. It was obvious that the relatively peaceful half century after the end of World War II had caused earth-shaking changes here.
Not only has the area of Ferm Village at that time expanded several times, the surrounding cultivated land has also been connected, and the surrounding forest has become much smaller accordingly.
After comparing the topography of the last time he came here, Wei Ran pointed to the remaining small piece of forest and suggested, "Why don't we go look inside?"
Olaf glanced at Wei Ran, then waved to another commercial vehicle that followed him. Immediately, several staff members in suits walked into the forest.
They didn't let them wait long. A man in a suit trotted back and said, "Sir, we found a cavalry sculpture in the forest, probably less than 200 meters away from here."
"Let's go in and take a look together." After Olaf said this, he refused the support of his son Sauron and walked into the forest stepping on the fallen leaves on the ground.
"I won't go"
Mr. Hans, who was following him, saw that Soran had already caught up, and then he smiled and whispered to Wei Ran who was supporting him, "Victor, after the things here are finished, how about we talk alone?"
"
"Of course, it's my honor." Wei Ran responded politely.
Mr. Hans nodded, raised the walking stick in his hand and pointed to the forest on the side of the field, "Okay young man, you don't have to stay with me here, go and have a look. I guess you will be interested."
Wei Ran nodded when he heard this, helped Mr. Hans get back into the car and sat down, and then trotted after him. When he met Olaf and his son, he saw at a glance the two-meter-tall cavalryman at that time.
The sculpture is now in pieces. The cavalryman who was originally on the horse has been cut off at the waist. Now most of it is buried in the soil, and even his head is missing.
And the horse he was riding on was left with only its naked body lying on its side. As for the horse's legs, tail and head, it was also unknown where they went.
Not to mention, even the house where Wei Ran killed the tombkeeper had only a stone foundation left. In addition, the neatly arranged wooden crosses in the cemetery at that time were even more invisible.
When the shadow was half gone, it was replaced by a waist-high patch of withered yellow weeds.
He bent down to pick up a dead wood and broke off the branches. Wei Ran pulled back the dense grass and, together with Sauron and the staff, carefully searched for the tombstone recorded in the metal book.
"Victor, tell me about the history of the 1st Saxon Guards Heavy Cavalry Regiment." Olaf sat on the remaining body of the stone sculpture of the war horse and asked the guard not far away. Obviously, this old man and his son
Sauron also has a different history.
Fortunately, last night, Wei Ran had carefully researched the history of this cavalry regiment, and even called Professor Alexey to ask for advice, so now he can speak clearly and clearly. When he showed it on his mobile phone
When Olaf recognized the iconic lion helmet and coat of arms of this cavalry regiment as identical to the weather vane on the roof of the Siren Tavern, good news came from Sauron.
Everyone heard the sound and moved closer, and then they discovered that under an oak tree at the edge of the cemetery, there was a black tombstone that had just been cleaned lying leaning against it.
Just as described in Wei Ran's metal book, this tombstone is inlaid with a gorgeous whining flower made of red stone. And underneath the whining flower, the remaining soil outlines a clear epitaph.
——"The war is over. Some people did not survive, but those who survived chose to end their lives."
"Victor, what kind of flower is this?" Soren asked curiously.
"The Whispering Flower, the national flower of Poland." Wei Ran sighed and gently touched the inscription on the tombstone. "The relics of Ms. Juliet should be buried here."
"Thank you Victor, I am very satisfied with the results of your investigation."
The arrogant old man Olaf thanked him abruptly, then turned around and walked out, saying, "Clean up the weeds in this cemetery, and look carefully for the missing part of the cavalry sculpture, and try to put it back together."
good."
"Are you going back now?" Sauron asked in surprise, "How about we take that cavalry sculpture back? Put it together with the anchor..."
"What must it be?"
Olaf said as he walked without looking back, "We must let others know that we have that ridiculous aristocratic bloodline? Sauron, if you have this time, why don't you take someone to send the poor Ms. Mia in the basement as well?"
Come here for burial, remember to find a priest for her and get her a decent tombstone."
"Then why are you following me..." Sauron muttered in a moderate voice, and then he noticed that Wei Ran was looking at his father's back with a strange expression.
