While Prokhor helped restore the gift, Wei Ran sat on the edge of the well this time and didn't go anywhere. According to the skills he learned at the Hongqi Forest Farm, this mine had never been laid.
One piece of truth.
Since the ammunition box just now was a disguised mine, it is obvious that there must be other dangerous explosives nearby. In this case, staying where you are is undoubtedly the safest option.
Cowardly? This is not called cowardly, this is called being unable to live with oneself.
However, Diane misunderstood Wei Ran. She obviously thought that the young historian was frightened by the danger just now.
"Mr. Victor"
Diane considered the suggestion and said, "Or we can choose a safe place outside the forest and send the bones and finds there?"
"Why?"
After Wei Ran subconsciously asked the question, he guessed what the other party was thinking, and said in a dumbfounded voice, "No, just stay here. I was thinking about something just now. I'll wait and see if Prohor and the others can continue to discover anything."
"
Hearing this, Diane wisely did not ask any more questions. Instead, she turned around and walked towards the white truck not far away. She brought a canvas-covered folding chair from inside and handed it to Wei Ran. Then she greeted and drove them over.
The young man helped bring a small folding table and a wood stove with charcoal fire.
Guarding the well that was once used to bury corpses, Wei Ran took the coffee brought by Diane and sipped it, but in fact he focused on the ammunition box mine and kerosene lamp that Prohor had just sent.
On top of the helmet.
Putting aside whether these three things can send him back to that time, he needs to seriously consider whether to help Diane investigate what happened here.
In addition, if you take this job, what kind of commission you should charge is also something that needs to be carefully considered. But the main premise of all this is actually to wait for Katianka to send follow-up investigation results.
During the long wait, time passed little by little. Prokhor and his companions continued to work until the sun went down. But apart from a horseshoe that was abandoned at an unknown time and a large number of almost rusty tin cans,
No valuable discoveries were made at all.
"Plohor, in which direction are you going to search tomorrow?" Wei Ran, who had been idle for most of the day, asked beside the warm bonfire.
"Do you have any suggestions?" Prohol asked enthusiastically, taking the coffee from Diane, "I heard from Ms. Diane that you are a historian. You must know better than us which direction to look for, right?"
"
"You guessed this wrong"
Wei Ran spread his hands and said, "If you let me do it, I might go directly into the archives. To be honest, this is the first time I have seen the work of the Digging Party up close."
Prohol said self-deprecatingly, "We often go to the archives, but every time we can't last long, we choose to have a drink in the bar opposite the archives."
"Can you tell us your impressions of this place?" Wei Ran continued to ask, "from your professional perspective."
“We are not professionals”
Prohol pointed to his three companions who were busy making dinner in the distance, "We are actually all teachers from the same high school."
"Are you a teacher?" Wei Ran looked at Prokhor sitting next to him in surprise.
"I am a physics teacher"
Prokhor pointed to his companions in the distance again, "The youngest of the three of them is the physical education teacher, the fattest one is responsible for teaching mathematics, and the other one whose hair is almost falling out is the school nurse of our school."
"you..."
"Actually, they are digging illegally."
Diane said bluntly, and Prokhor nodded simply, "It is indeed illegal. In Belarus, very few people can legally excavate war ruins, but this matter is very meaningful and interesting, isn't it?"
"Yes... indeed... it's really interesting."
Wei Ran secretly glanced at Diane with a strange expression. He originally thought that the small team of diggers working with Diane would be very professional, but he didn't expect that they turned out to be a group of amateur players!
"Don't underestimate us"
Prokhor said proudly, "Two years ago, we dug out a T-34 tank in the middle of the school playground. Now that tank has been made into a monument and is standing on the edge of our school playground.
.”
"It's... really awesome," Wei Ran praised dryly, but he really didn't know how to evaluate these high school teachers who were not doing their jobs properly.
"Mr. Victor, if you return to Liuban later, you can stop by our school and have a look."
Prokhor said with increasing pride, "Even outside the wall, you can see that tank. It was built by the four of us and the school children over the summer. Even the monument belongs to the school.
teachers donated money to build it.”
"Do you want to go take a look?" Diane asked Wei Ran through the topic, but in fact she just wanted to ask him if he wanted to go back to the hotel tonight.
How could Wei Ran not understand the meaning of Diane's words? He simply nodded happily, "That's what I want, go and see the tanks dug up by Prohor and the others, and then I will also go to the local archives tomorrow to have a look.
, maybe there will be some unexpected discoveries.”
"We'll look in that swamp tomorrow."
Prokhor finally answered Weiran's initial question, "Victor, if we find anything interesting by then, we will keep it for you."
"Thank you then," Wei Ran responded in a dumbfounded voice. Apparently, because he spent 500 rubles to buy the broken box, the other party now regarded him as a fat sheep to be slaughtered.
Taking the metal ammunition box with the explosives removed, the two almost rusty kerosene lamps, and the broken helmet wrapped in newspapers, Wei Ran followed Diane and got into the off-road vehicle that sent them here again, along the road.
The ruts left behind slowly left this clearing in the forest.
Diane waited until the car drove onto a relatively flat dirt road in the forest before she asked, "Looking at your expression, you don't seem to have a clue?"
"Recovering the historical truth is a relatively long process."
Wei Ran once again used the excuse he had used countless times before, "And if I just drank coffee by the well for half a day and had a clue, I'm afraid Ms. Diane wouldn't have to invite me from far away Kazan."
"I was too impatient." Diane smiled, changed the subject and asked, "Are you planning to go to the archives tomorrow?"
"Maybe." Wei Ranhun nodded nonchalantly, "If it's convenient, leave me a car tomorrow. I want to drive around."
"Do you want me to accompany you?"
"No, just go about your business." Wei Ran quickly waved his hand and refused.
Hearing this, Diane did not insist and wisely suspended the topic.
Riding in this off-road vehicle with a local license plate, the two chatted all the way back to the hotel. After getting off the car, Weiran also got the keys to the off-road vehicle that had driven them from Minsk to Liuban. And Diane
But he did not get out of the car, but left the hotel directly, and seemed to have returned to the excavation site. As for the tank mentioned by the teacher named Prohor, it seemed as if it had been forgotten by both of them.
Never mentioned it.
Watching the busy fat woman leave, Wei Ran weighed the car keys, then carried the scrap metal in the canvas bag upstairs and got into his room.
When he went back downstairs to eat and then came back as usual, he checked the room carefully, took a shower and changed into clean clothes, but there was still no new information from Katenka.
Wei Ran was not anxious at all about this. It was only the second day, and neither he nor Diane could afford to wait, except that Katenka might have to work overtime for a while.
In the blink of an eye, it was early the next morning. Wei Ran, who was woken up by his biological clock on time, picked up his cell phone before opening his eyes, and then noticed the spam text messages he received at around three o'clock in the morning and almost four o'clock in the morning.
Covering his head with a quilt, Wei Ran took out the authenticator from the food box, then grabbed the laptop on the bedside table and connected it to it.
Less than two minutes after he completed the certification, pictures and documents automatically expanded on the computer screen.
"These are things I found on the Edelweiss organization's finance office computer, as well as Diane's own personal email."
After Katenka typed out a line of German on the text document used for communication, she turned to remotely control the laptop in Wei Ran's hand to open a group photo.
"The man posing with Diane in the photo is named August. He is her husband, one of the top executives of the World Cinema Foundation and the main financial supporter of the Edelweiss Organization."
After typing such a paragraph, Katenka changed the photo on the screen to a document that was opened in advance, and then continued to write, "This is what I found in Diane's mailbox. It is basically the same as what I found before.
Match.
Taken together, first of all, because there are relatively few funders, the Edelweiss Organization does not have sufficient funds. Moreover, even the descendants of the corpses they greeted do not seem to have a favorable impression of this organization."
"Why?" Wei Ran, who had been enjoying the results, couldn't help but touch the touch pad, and then typed a question.
In less than ten seconds, Katenka on the other end of the network cable pulled up a news screenshot, and then explained in text, "According to the news interview report last autumn, this edelweiss not only brought back
Soldiers who disappeared during World War II also brought back evidence of their crimes.
But it is obvious that just like racial discrimination in the United States, even ordinary people in Germany, which is overly sensitive to Nazi Germany today, will feel ashamed because their ancestors were invaders who committed war crimes and crimes against humanity.
But this edelweiss always shows the good and bad sides without any reservation, which obviously does not meet some people’s expectations.”
"Continue" Wei Ran typed out a German word.
After a moment, Katenka closed the screenshot of the news that he had just opened and continued to type out lines of German on the document, "Secondly, this small organization was accused last spring of exposing the German army's attack on a small village in France during World War II.
The Jews carried out a small-scale massacre and were intimidated and kidnapped by unknown sources. For this reason, they paid $500,000 to redeem a volunteer of this organization.
Finally, according to the emails I found in her mailbox, at least a year ago, Mr. Hans, the funder of this organization, recommended a history scholar named Victor to her several times."
Looking at the various screenshots and documents displayed on the screen in turn, as well as the group photo of himself and Hans' family, Wei Ran shook his head in confusion, and finally understood why Diane was so interested in him. The reason for co-authorship was all because of that enthusiastic person
Mr. Hans.
Wei Ran carefully read through all the information that Kajianka found, and after understanding the cause and effect, Wei Ran finally let down his guard against Diane. In any case, at least for now, the fat woman's three views are still quite upright, and this
This point is definitely the basic bottom line for in-depth cooperation.
Randomly typing out a string of worthless thanks on the cleared text document, and continuing to ignore Kajianka's request for a bonus for the incident at the American farm last time, Weiran decisively unplugged the authenticator.
Locked up the laptop.
At the same time, in the single-family house next to Gubijing Pasta Restaurant, Katenka also clicked on the laptop screen and muttered fiercely, "I think our boss seems a bit stingy."
!I just want a bonus of 40,000 euros. I mentioned it twice, but he didn’t seem to notice!”
"Perhaps he already knows about your extortion of the farmer before?" The girl who was busy putting on makeup not far away reminded her with gloating, "You have already defrauded that American of 100,000 US dollars.
Why bother asking the boss for it?"
"How could he know about the US$100,000 in the United States?" Katenka muttered with extra confidence at first, then asked, "Even if he knew, he probably wouldn't care..."
"How about giving him half of the extorted money?" The girl who was putting on makeup came up with a bad idea without looking back.
"Then give him your half!"
Katenka rolled his eyes and couldn't help comforting himself, "We haven't touched the money yet anyway. Even if he really knows about it, the worst case scenario is that it will all be returned to him."
“What is the difference between money that you dare not use and waste paper?”
The girl who had just been putting on makeup had already picked up the small bag placed on the table before she finished speaking, "Okay, I'm going to the zoo with Matthew."
"Remember to bring pizza back," Katenka said, and immediately re-entered the bedroom with the curtains drawn.
