Chapter 475 The story of bayanqin delivered to your door late at night
"There's nothing wrong with my boat, right?"
Almost at the same time that Weiran extinguished the engine, Ivan, who had fixed the cable, asked loudly at the top of his voice.
"no problem"
The bearded old guy responded with the same volume, "Victor's skills are already very good, and he also caught a lot of whitefish this morning."
"And this guy is much more diligent than you," the old guy in the baseball cap added.
"As long as my boat is fine," Ivan completely ignored Wei Ran's gritted teeth expression and said regretfully, "I'm still looking forward to getting a new boat."
"I'll fold a new boat for you out of paper," Wei Ran said angrily, standing at the door of the cockpit.
"Stop talking nonsense and come with me."
As Ivan spoke, he had already taken the leather bag from his bearded companion, and then led the three of them towards the wooden house not far away.
At this time, the dining table in the room was already filled with sumptuous meals, and Yana and her two daughters were busy bringing the red cabbage soup to the dining table.
However, Ivan did not take them to sit at the dining table. Instead, he walked straight to the living room area and invited everyone to sit on the slightly worn sofa.
"How much did you earn today?" As Ivan spoke, he had already opened the wallet in his hand and took out all the cash and gas receipts inside.
"You can count it yourself, I haven't had time to see it yet."
While the old guy with the beard was talking, he and Wei Ran had already received the hot coffee from sisters Olga and Olena respectively. The old guy with the baseball cap took out a bottle of vodka from the refrigerator in a familiar manner, and then added
He picked up a glass from the table and poured himself a glass.
After Ivan took out all the cash in his bag and stuffed it, he actually counted out tens of thousands of rubles and handed it to Wei Ran.
"For me?" Wei Ran asked in surprise.
"Didn't you pay for the gas?" As Ivan spoke, he had already placed the few bills in his hand on the table in front of Wei Ran, and then took out a tattered calculator from under the table to add and subtract.
Multiply and divide.
"After deducting the cost of gas and ship repairs, everyone can get a share this week..." Ivan said and glanced at the calculator screen, "I'm lucky, everyone can get a ruble, which is almost one more than last week.
Ten thousand rubles. According to our rules, the remainder is saved for refueling and repairing the ship, so each person has thirty-four thousand rubles."
Before Ivan finished speaking, Yana, who had just been busy with dinner, had already opened the shabby safe next to the TV, took out a paper box containing a stack of banknotes of different denominations and placed it on the table.
As Wei Ran watched, Ivan counted out 34,000 rubles to the two old guys with a beard and a baseball cap respectively. The two old guys had no intention of leaving after getting the money and got up on their own.
I sat directly at the dining table.
"This is yours," Ivan said, counting out another twelve thousand rubles and handing it to Wei Ran.
"Do I have a part in this?"
Wei Ran became more and more surprised. Based on his experience in dealing with Hongqi Forest Farm, the probability of making money from these people was almost the same as that of the Soviet Union. On the contrary, it was normal operation to be deceived under various names.
Ivan looked at Wei Ran as if he were a fool, "You are not a prisoner in a Siberian correctional camp. Since you have worked hard, of course you can get paid. What? Did your previous boss never pay you a salary?
?"
"Some bosses even gave me their daughters. But some bosses only know how to steal my money." Wei Ran complained, half teasingly and half hinting.
"Originally, I felt a little guilty about only paying you half of your salary, but now that you say it, it actually makes me feel more comfortable."
Ivan put the remaining money into the paper box according to the face value, and continued with a warning, "Anyway, I have already paid you your salary, so don't take any chances with my daughter."
"Do not worry"
Wei Ran shook the twelve thousand rubles in his hand in an exaggerated manner, and put it into his wallet with great care, "I will keep this money well and show it to my boss when I have the opportunity in the future.
"
Ivan twitched his lips, changed the subject and said, "Wash your hands and let's eat together. We don't have to go fishing tomorrow for the weekend, so we can have a drink together."
"As long as Aunt Yana doesn't have any objections," Wei Ran stood up with him as he spoke.
Just like yesterday, Wei Ran had chosen to be an audience, listening to the two girls talking about the interesting things and idiots they encountered in school, and listening to the two "old colleagues" talking about the whitefish they caught online this morning, or Yana.
Nagging Ivan to drink less, Ivan even used his drunkenness to threaten to go to the Repin Academy of Fine Arts, and stripped off a boy that Olena accidentally mentioned just now who was always pestering her and hung it on the school door.
talk.
After a lively dinner, and after seeing off the two drunken old men, Wei Ran, who hadn't even finished a glass of wine during the whole process, followed the Ivan family's schedule and returned to the room early.
, continued to type on the keyboard and worked on his graduation thesis.
However, what surprised him was that when the time in the lower right corner of the laptop screen jumped to 9:42 pm, his door was knocked on by someone outside with a very slight movement.
Opening the door with doubts, Wei Ran never expected that the person knocking on the door would be Ivan's eldest daughter, the tall Olga.
Subconsciously he glanced behind Olga and in the direction downstairs. Seeing that Ivan was not there, Wei Ran became even more nervous.
"Shh-"
Olga, who was wearing Pikachu pajamas, made a silent gesture, then walked around Wei Ran and got into the room, and then gently closed the door.
"Is...what's wrong?"
While Wei Ran was asking questions, he turned on the recording function of his cell phone without leaving a trace. He had to think about how he would escape alive from the oil drum that sank to the bottom of the lake once Ivan saw this situation.
"Don't be nervous." Olga rolled her eyes, "Of course, don't get me wrong."
"What I'm nervous about is whether your dad will misunderstand." Wei Ran muttered in a moderate voice, fearing that this was a trap deliberately set by Ivan.
"I'm looking for you because of something else."
Olga walked to the piano and sat on the piano bench with her legs crossed. "Victor, you are a historian, right?"
"Didn't you recognize this the day you came back?" Wei Ran, who was still leaning on the door frame and ready to leave the room at any time, replied in a suppressed voice.
"Oleana and I have watched many of your previous interviews in the past two days." Olga paused, and also lowered her voice and asked, "Victor, can you help me investigate some things?"
"What?" Wei Ran asked warily.
"My dad won't eat you, so you don't have to be so nervous."
Olga rolled her eyes, put her elbows on her knees, and dragged her chin with her palms to explain slowly, "It's a very old bayan. When I was working part-time at school last summer, I accidentally played it at school."
Found it in a musical instrument warehouse."
"Bayangqin?" Wei Ran became more and more confused and couldn't help but ask, "Why?"
"Because the other things in the suitcase containing the bayanqin are very interesting."
"No, no, no," Wei Ran pointed to the quartz watch hanging on the wall, "I mean, why do you have to come to me at this time?"
"Did you say it during the day?"
Olga rolled her eyes, "Do you think my father will approve of your contact with me or my sister?"
"Isn't it tiring to have such a father?" Wei Ran asked incoherently.
Olga was stunned for a moment, and then she couldn't help but smile, "It's true that we are a little tired, but at least he protected us very well. Victor, can we talk about business? I didn't come to you at this time just to chat.
To pass the time.”
Having said this, the tall girl with long hair actually took out a metal cigarette case from her pocket, popped two cigarettes out of it and gestured to Wei Ran.
Wei Ran waved his hand and rejected the other party's cigarette, "Continue the topic just now, let's talk about anything else."
Olga shrugged, and took out a delicate metal lighter to light the cigarette in her mouth. She waited until the thick smoke erupted from her mouth and nostrils, then continued, "In that suitcase
In addition to the bayan, there is also a piece of black bread wrapped in newspaper, a small bottle of coarse salt, half a dried fish, a half-remained sheet of music, a necklace and a pistol."
"A pistol?"
Olga nodded, reached into her pajamas pocket and took out her cell phone. She had already prepared a photo and handed it to Wei Ran.
Taking the mobile phone handed over by the other party, Wei Ran discovered that the photo on the screen was a small pistol placed in the palm of his hand. Just from the faintly visible black silk thighs and skirt behind the hand in the photo, if nothing unexpected happened
This is a woman's hand, which also implies that the pistol is indeed not too big.
Slightly enlarging the photo, you can see that in addition to the diamond-shaped checkered anti-slip pattern on the wooden grip patch of the pistol, there are also the words "Soviet Bank".
"I don't recognize this gun."
Olga took the mobile phone handed back by Wei Ran, took another puff of cigarette, and continued in a puff of smoke, "But I've always been curious about who put these things in that suitcase."
"The TK automatic pistol is the first pistol produced after the founding of the Soviet Union. Olga, how about you first tell me how you discovered these things?"
As Wei Ran spoke, he took a few steps back and sat on the bed. The reason why he recognized this pistol was thanks to the firearms course at Hongqi Forestry Farm. Culp once systematically explained the weapons equipped by the KGB. Among them, the second
The first one was this small pistol. Of course, the KGB at that time was still called NKVD.
"Because of a rumor"
Olga explained with some embarrassment, "My tutor told me that the piano once used by Dmitri Dmitriyevich Shostakovich was hidden in the school's musical instrument warehouse. I believed it.
Already."
"Then what?" Wei Ran asked. Although he didn't know who the names the other party just mentioned were, it was obviously not the point.
"Actually, it was just because my tutor was responsible for organizing the musical instrument warehouse during the summer vacation last year, but she wanted to travel to Vienna more at that time, so she transferred the job to me for 46,000 rubles.
"
Olga spread her hands helplessly, "When I realized that I had been cheated, the summer vacation was almost over. But it was that job that made me accidentally discover that suitcase."
"So that bayan is still in your school's musical instrument warehouse?"
"How can it be!"
Olga opened the window, flicked the half-smoked cigarette in her hand into the drizzle, then turned around and leaned against the window and said, "I can't be deceived by that nasty old woman in vain, so I bought an extra second-hand
I brought back the things I found in the musical instrument warehouse with my bayanqin and similar suitcases, and now they are placed under my bed in the school dormitory.
Victor, if you are really as good as you said in the interview, can you help me investigate the origin of that bayan? I have always been very curious about the story behind it, but there is no record of it in the school."
"Where's the reward?"
Wei Ran spread his hands and said, "It's true that I am a historian, but I am not an unpaid volunteer. Even Mr. Ivan will pay me a salary. Olga, you are not going to let me do voluntary labor, are you?"
"If that bayan was used by a celebrity, how about you take one-third of the money from the sale?" Olga asked in a low voice.
Wei Ran reminded angrily, "Olija, although I am a music idiot, I have never heard of any musician in Russian history who became famous for playing the bayan."
"If you're interested I can name several Russian musicians who play the bayan, but for now let's tell you what you want."
Olga closed the window, crossed her legs and sat on the piano stool again, jokingly continuing to ask, "You don't have any dangerous thoughts about me or my sister, do you?"
"I'm still young and don't want to be put into a coffin so early."
Wei Ran spread his hands and said, "I don't have much time recently, so let me think about it first. When I am interested and have time, I may help you investigate. Before that, you'd better not put that bayanqin and
The things you mentioned just now are lost."
"Then it's settled"
Olga stood up while she was talking, took out a note from her pocket and handed it to Wei Ran, "This is my mobile phone number. Remember to call me when you have time. Good night."
Before she finished speaking, Olga had already opened the door and walked to her room, leaving only a note for Wei Ran, half a story about bayanqin, and the aroma of shower gel mixed with the smell of nicotine.
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