Beside the campfire under the stars, martial arts master Old Jerry finished telling the supernatural stories related to the native Indians with the help of beer. Suisui, who had completed the translation work, also fell asleep in Wei Ran's arms. Even
Katenka couldn't help but yawn.
Seeing that the fat sheep who had been deceived by Suisui from China were having fun, the cowboys headed by Makar immediately organized them to take a caravan and start driving back. Obviously, there was no real safety in the wilderness.
The plan was to sleep for one night.
Without any psychological barriers, he handed Suisui, who was sleeping soundly, to Katenka's care. Weiran rode alone at the end, took out the harmonica from his pocket, and tried to play the song that Randy had heard more than once.
, Will heard it, the theme song of the movie Casablanca "as time goes by".
Thanks to the teachings of his good teacher and bad friend Metal Ben'er, although Wei Ran was playing for the first time, he didn't feel unfamiliar at all. Although this strange feeling is difficult to describe, it can actually be said that he is very comfortable with it.
The soothing tune accompanied by the slow tapping of horseshoes floated among this retro horse team full of tourists. The tourists gradually became quiet, and the martial arts master Old Jerry couldn't help but hum along with the tune.
.At the same time, the big fat Jack who served the home-brew beer also played the guitar along with the melody.
Although old Jerry's voice was obviously not as good as that of black Will, and although Jack's guitar playing skills were not as good as Tom's, Wei Ran seemed to see those friends who had only been together for a short period of time.
Under the dotted stars, the harmonica, guitar and singing ensemble continued until Makar's ranch. Suisui, who was awakened by Katenka, sleepily jumped directly from the caravan into Wei Ran's arms and continued to sleep.
Eyes closed.
"You play the blues harmonica very well, better than anyone I've ever seen." Old Jerry, who had been singing all the way, said to Wei Ran before saying goodbye, and the big fat man Jack also affirmed his performance on the side.
Thumbs up.
Although he could understand what the other party said, Wei Ran, who was holding Suisui, still turned to look at Katenka who was standing next to him.
"He said that you play the harmonica very well, better than anyone he has ever seen." Katenka dutifully translated it into Russian.
"Thank you for their compliments for me, and also thank you for the stories told by Old Jerry tonight and the beer provided by Jack." Wei Ran paused and continued to speak in Russian, "Also, thank you for taking care of Aurora for me.
,Thanks a lot."
Katenka raised her beautiful eyebrows and first responded with a "you're welcome" in Russian, and then relayed Wei Ran's thanks to Old Jerry and Jack.
At the same time, Wei Ran had already carried the sleeping Suisui to their bedroom. At the same time, he was secretly wondering whether he should step in to help deal with the things in the basement that Makar took him to see before, and whether he should
Go and look at the address in Hawaii recorded on the metal book.
After a night of silence, when Wei Ran woke up the next day, Suisui had already gotten up in full swing, calling on Katenka to help her lead the fat sheep who were also making noises, and happily started the new journey.
A day of activities.
"Makar, can you take me to find Jack?" Wei Ran asked Makar, who was obviously lazy.
"You want his beer-making recipe?"
Makar thought he had guessed Wei Ran's purpose, "Just give up. Even if that fat guy gives you his wife, he will never give you his brewing formula."
"I have no interest in his wife or the brewing recipe."
Wei Ran said angrily, "I want to see the pistol he found in old Mr. Brown's house. If it's convenient, I'd also like to go to the basement and have a look."
"You told me earlier, I thought you wanted to brew your own beer." Makar said and walked to the stables in the distance, and at the same time said hello, "Wait a moment, I will lead the horse."
"I have a chance to say it." Wei Ran shook his head in confusion.
Without letting him wait long, Makar came over with two horses and led him through the barbed wire fence on the edge of the farm again to find his neighbor Jack.
After explaining Wei Ran's purpose, Big Fat Jack was extremely happy and enthusiastic. He pulled out a 1911 pistol from his waist and handed it to Wei Ran without thinking.
Contrary to his expectation, the wooden patch of this pistol still had obvious burn marks, which allowed Wei Ran to easily recognize that it was the sidearm of military police captain Sean.
Seemingly sensing Wei Ran's doubts, Jack took the initiative to explain, "It was like this when I found it. Although I don't know why it was like this, it can be seen that it has been carefully maintained. I guess the back of this pistol is definitely
There’s a story, so I didn’t replace the burnt patch.”
you guessed right...
While Makar was translating, Wei Ran secretly confirmed the other party's guess in his heart.
"Makar, ask Jack, can I go to that basement again?"
Wei Ran asked after the other party finished translating Jack's words. Although he had mastered English now, he didn't want to expose it, so he naturally had to pretend to be more like it.
"No problem at all!"
Makar directly responded in the affirmative, and then switched to English and informed Jack. Naturally, the latter had no objections, and even said that he could go with them and replace the house with a new one.
wooden door.
Wei Ran naturally had no problem with Jack being able to follow. The three of them rode horses separately, using Makar as the medium of communication. While chatting along the way, they stopped at the door of the house again.
After getting permission from Makar and Jack, Wei Ran walked around upstairs and downstairs until he was sure there was nothing valuable to gain, then he took the flashlight Jack had prepared in advance and went into the basement again.
I don’t know whether it was out of trust or the heads stored here, but neither Makar nor Jack followed him down this time. This allowed Wei Ran to walk unscrupulously in this not-so-large basement, using the light of a flashlight to carefully
Look through the shelf with the skulls and see if you can find any clues from the books on the second floor.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Even though it was expected and unexpected, in his rummaging and the steaming dust, he really found some interesting things.
The smallest discovery was that Brown's name was written all over those books.
Looking at the familiar human skull on the top shelf, Wei Ran had no doubt that Brown, who had been visiting strip bars at a young age, was at least 80% likely to study medicine because of that skull.
path, and eventually became a forensic doctor.
In addition, the biggest discovery was a photo album that was not too thick. It was from this photo album that Wei Ran saw the group photo he had taken of Marshall and others under the morning sun on the beach.
We arrived at the performance of the band formed by Tom and others, and saw the photos he took of Marshall while watching the performance.
However, perhaps because he was too greedy to include the sunset in the frame, only a black silhouette can be seen in the photo of Marshall holding a Coke. However, it is this small flaw that makes him
The back figure could be any soldier present at the time.
As he continued to flip through the pages, Wei Ran couldn't help but shudder. There were only two photos on this page of the album.
The picture above was taken when they celebrated Randy's birthday, but in this picture, the cake held by Marshall was tilted, the guitar in Tom's hand was about to fall to the ground, and there was a look on his face.
There was a moment of shock, and the faces of Randy and Marshall were full of panic.
Looking at the photo below, it is exactly the color photo they took in a private bar after the war. The only difference is that there is no shadow of Wei Ran in this photo.
Continuing to scroll back, the photos are basically group photos of Marshall, Will and Randy. Although the background of the photos keeps changing, and although the three people's figures are gradually getting out of shape and getting older, they still laugh as comfortably and leisurely as before.
Moreover, there was a shiny cross hanging around Marshall's neck from beginning to end.
Gradually, Randy in the photo was lying in the coffin, and the smiles in the previous photos disappeared from the faces of Marshall and Will.
Gradually, there was another young man in the group photo of the two of them who had a smile somewhat similar to Marshall's and who also liked to go shirtless.
In the following pages, most of the photos were taken between Marshall and the young man who was suspected to be Brown. But what made Wei Ran dumbfounded was that the most photos of the old man and the young man were of them each holding each other in their arms.
Taken when I was a girl.
In addition, there are photos in the album of an old man and a young man wearing beach shorts and sunbathing on the beach, and between the two of them, there is a young man who looks somewhat similar to Tom.
But just looking at the helpless expression on this young man's face, the large glasses with something painted on his chest, and the proud and arrogant expressions on the faces of the old man and the young man on both sides, you can tell that this honest kid is obviously being bullied.
Used to it.
This little bastard must be Brown, right? Is this guy with the underwear painted on him Tom’s son, the little guy named Pierce?
Wei Ran continued to flip through the pages with great interest. Sure enough, after the background behind the three people in the photo changed again and again, the Ferraro Arms Store finally appeared. In this group photo, there was still a man standing at the door of the store.
Ms. Laura, who is already old but has a kind face, also has a particularly gorgeous and extremely familiar 1911 pistol on her waist.
Continuing to turn back a few pages, the photo album also came to the end with photos of Marshall lying in the coffin, and Will and Ms. Laura standing outside the coffin praying for him.
Further on, except for a business card from Ferraro Arms Store, there was nothing else in the album.
Putting the flashlight's light on the business card, Wei Ran couldn't help but smile.
This simple little card not only has the words and detailed address of "Ferraro Arms Store" written in English, it also has "Shop Owner: Pierce Ferraro" and a series of landline numbers printed on it.
He carefully pulled it out. On the back of the slightly oxidized business card, there was a sentence "God is with you" printed on it.