After the sauna, everyone did not rest after they came out. Instead, Gale pulled them to sit down again by the fireplace.
"Let's go ahead and have a drink!"
While Gale was speaking, he had already brought over the wine bottles and glasses on the table, "As Quentin said just now, this is the last time we drink as French people, isn't it?"
"You just want to drink," Kantan said while holding the wine glass, "You don't have to make so many excuses."
Gale grinned and did not refute. He just poured a glass of wine for everyone, "Anyway, today we have a good drink and then sleep comfortably. Tomorrow we will learn to die."
in Finnish.”
"It feels like a dream." As Dorian spoke, he had already brought the just-filled wine glass to his mouth and drank it all in one gulp.
"Then let this sweet dream last longer!" Gale said, already refilling Dorian's wine.
Everyone continued the topic in the sauna, chatting for a long time by the warm fireplace, and drank two whole bottles of potato wine with a high alcohol content.
Naturally, Wei Ran would not let go of such a rare opportunity. He stood up and walked to a distance without leaving a trace. He took out the Rolleiflex camera from the metal book, pointed it at the people chatting and laughing at the fireplace under the kerosene lamp, and pressed the shutter.
With a soft "click" sound, a strong white light hit his face. Wei Ran also breathed a sigh of relief, and then patiently waited for any follow-up "plot".
When the white light that filled his vision faded, the scene in front of him returned to the cabin floating on the water. At this point, he completely relaxed and turned his attention to the metal book in his hand.
While he was waiting, the metal quill pen wrote under the black and white photo:
"Struggle on the Edge of the Battlefield"
Prisoner of war Quentin, after the Battle of Lapland, the German troops withdrew from Finland. Quentin used Quentin to pretend to be the fur merchant Eero and occupied all his real estate in Inari.
After the end of World War II, he settled in Inari, Finland and continued to travel between Finland and the Soviet Union as a fur trader. In the winter of 1961, due to an unexpected avalanche, Quentin, his wife, and his son passed away.
Prisoner of war Gael, after the Battle of Lapland, the German troops withdrew from Finland, assisted Quentin in business. In 1958, due to different business concepts, the two stopped cooperating, and later ran a French restaurant in Inari alone.
In the winter of 1961, after the tragic death of Quentin's family, Gale and his family left Finland and returned to his hometown of Grenoble, France to settle down and continue to run a restaurant. In 1988, Gale and his wife died of illness one after another, and the restaurant was not managed well by his son.
, which went bankrupt the following year.
Quentin, a prisoner of war, returned to Paris after World War II to search for his wife and daughter to no avail, so he committed suicide by drowning himself in the Seine on Christmas Day 1946.
Dorian, a prisoner of war, returned to his hometown of Lille to reunite with his parents after World War II. In the following winter, with the support of Quentin and Gale, he started a fur business there.
In 1958, due to differences in business philosophy, he stopped cooperating with Quentin and switched to solid wood furniture. He has two sons and two daughters. Since the end of World War II, he has never disclosed his experience in Finland.
After writing this, the metal quill started on a new line, first giving an extremely precise coordinate, and then listed a detailed address in Lille, France.
"What exactly happened in 1958?" Wei Ran looked at the experiences of those people and fell into deep thought.
At the same time, the metal quill pen started another line and continued to write, "Human nature is complicated. Those who do good also do evil, those who do evil also do good, and innocent people also have ugly sides."
This epilogue... was it because of the fur traders who were killed? Or was it because of Quentin?
In Wei Ran's thoughts, the page full of words was turned to the back, and the metal quill wrote under the slowly rotating red vortex, "Actually, living in a shelter built by oneself is more peaceful than living in one that was stolen."
With a silent sigh, Wei Ran reached into the red vortex and took out the contents.
Looking at the thick mittens in his hand, Wei Ran shook his head in confusion. Kantan had made these for himself before leaving the shelter. Even his request at that time to separate the glove on his right index finger was granted.
satisfy.
As for the only difference, maybe it's just that the workmanship of this pair of animal leather mittens is much better.
Putting it back into the metal book, Wei Ran sat down on the seat in the cabin and thought to himself. The harvest this time could not be said to be good or bad. Although he only got a pair of gloves, he also learned French, which was considered good.
After all, I have even encountered the situation of only getting one pen, so I should be content with it.
Apart from the harvest, what concerned him most was what happened in 1958 and why both Gale and Dorian terminated their cooperation with Quentin.
After thinking about it, Wei Ran took out his satellite phone and entered the string of coordinates recorded in the metal book into the satellite map.
Just by looking at the distance between the destination and himself, he was almost certain that the location recorded by the coordinates should be the stronghold of the fur traders occupied by Quentin's leadership.
At the same time, the distance between the two places was not that far, which gave him the urge to go there and take a look.
After thinking about it, Wei Ran let out a long breath, stood up and walked out of the cabin. He squinted at the sparkling lake. After some comparison, he found the approximate reason for the original abandonment of the half-track motorcycle and the two towing buckets.
Location.
However, he did not rush over to see if he could find the wreckage of the half-track. Instead, he closed the hatch, carried the shotgun on his back, and slowly walked towards the clearing in the forest while pulling the tub.
Far away, he saw Akeem and Professor Alexei sitting on a log that had been sawed down not long ago, each holding a bottle of wine and talking about something. The tree trunk was flattened by the chain saw.
, there was even some reindeer meat and opened cans on display.
"Victor, you are finally back."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Professor Alexei pointed to the three corpses lying side by side in the distance, "How about doing me a favor and putting them in coffins?"
"Why don't you do it yourself?" Wei Ran asked angrily.
"As you can see, we are eating."
Professor Alexei made an excuse with a playful smile, "It's too troublesome to wash your hands in this damn place. Your hands are dirty anyway."
"Thank you so much"
Wei Ran was too lazy to be serious with the old bastard. He picked up a light body and put it into the nearest wooden coffin. At the same time, he asked, "Professor, what are you going to do with these three corpses?"
"Tell me your opinion." Professor Alexei asked vaguely while holding a tomato and sucking the juice inside.
"It depends on Mr. Akeem's friend and Mr. Alexander's needs."
While Wei Ran was speaking, he had already picked up the second body and waited until he put it into the second simple coffin before continuing, "If you don't want to cause unnecessary trouble, just find a place with a nice view and bury it."
It’s the easiest thing to do if nothing ever happens.”
“This is not okay”
Professor Alexei refused without thinking, "Mr. Alexander has bought everything found here and the stories behind it. How can he pretend that nothing happened?"
"And my friend is definitely not willing to do this," Akeem said after taking a sip of wine. "My friend and I still hope to become famous through this."
"In this case, let's notify the authorities."
Wei Ran put the third corpse into the coffin, and while nailing the simple coffin, he said, "Briefly describe the discovery process. You will be interviewed again, and then you will talk about your speculations. For example, they may be from a certain country in Southern Europe."
The country’s prisoners of war and so on. I don’t know if you can make a movie of what happened here in the end, but I guess it will be no problem to make you famous, and it will definitely be a good reputation.”
"You mean you don't want to investigate the story behind this?" Alexey frowned and asked reluctantly. This was related to his future.
"Why not investigate?"
Wei Ran asked back, "It's just a different method, one that saves effort and makes you famous. Maybe someone knows what's going on here?"
"You don't have the motivation to investigate because you don't have a commission, right?" Alexei asked suspiciously.
"This is called profit maximization"
Wei Ran stopped what he was doing and said, "If you don't believe me, you can ask Mr. Alexander, he will definitely be willing to do it. Although it is a bit troublesome, whether these corpses are exposed by the media or if the insider is really found, it will be a big deal."
It’s news that can be discussed for a long time, isn’t it?”
"My good nephew, you have convinced me."
Professor Alexei said with a smile on his face, "I will contact Alexander right away. Akeem, you can also ask your friend and see what he wants to do."
"Before that, I think it's best to move these bodies to a place with a slightly lower temperature."
Before the two men took out their satellite phones, Wei Ran gently tapped the stubbled coffin board with an axe, "The sun here is as strong as if you have taken a big bowl of blue pills. If you continue to be so sunny,
Go down, they will stink before long."
“That makes sense”
Akeem immediately put away the satellite phone he had just taken out, "Let's take them to my friend's house first. His cellar is big enough and there should be room for these three poor people."
"Go back now?" Professor Alexei looked at the wine bottle in his hand with a confused look on his face.
"I'd better go now while I only drank half a bottle of wine."
Akeem poured another drink into his mouth as he spoke, "Otherwise, if I drink too much and accidentally fly the plane across the border, I'll be in trouble."
"You still know that you have been drinking..." Wei Ran twitched the corner of his mouth. Although Akeem had a Finnish wife, he was still a man with alcohol flowing in his veins.
"That's right!"
Alexei also poured another glass of wine into his mouth, "In this case, we'll set off now. But Akeem, after sending the three of them there, I think it's necessary for us to come here and sleep in the tent for a few more days.
"
"Until all the wine we brought is drunk?" Akeem said in agreement, "Just like when we were at school in the name of summer duty..."
"Don't mention the past"
Professor Alexey quickly stopped what the former had not finished saying, obviously he had some secrets that he did not want Wei Ran to know.
