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Chapter 513 Teachers and students cooperate, each has their own goals

In the small living room, Wei Ran saw Mrs. Valentina looking at him expectantly. After a moment of silence, he continued to ask, "Did your husband leave anything else?"

"I originally had a son."

Valentina pointed to the photo on the wall opposite the sofa and said sadly, "My Parnia died 21 years ago because of a fire in the factory where he worked. He...how could he bear to compare?

I will leave this world first..."

"You... don't have any family anymore?" Wei Ran asked with a frown. The old man's misfortune far exceeded his expectations.

"And a grandson"

Valentina wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, "His name is Siwa, he is 29 years old this year, but since Panya's death, his mother took him to leave Kazan and live in Yebao. The last time I saw him

It was six years ago, when he had just graduated from college.

He used to study at the Siberian Federal University, where he studied geology. You must know that school, right?

Although I have never been there, and I don’t know what kind of job he can do after studying geology. But at that time, he told me that it was a very good school and major, and he also said that he would come to see me often when he finds a job.

Yes..."

"I will come to see you often in the future."

Teacher Dalia, whose pseudonym is Katyusha, held the former's hand and gently comforted her, "Aunt Valentina, I live not far from here, and I have plenty of time. I will often

Come here and see yours.

If you need help with anything, such as going to the hospital, or if you want to find someone to chat with or bask in the sun together, you can call me at any time. I gave you my phone number yesterday."

"Thank you, good boy."

Valentina patted Teacher Daria's hand gently and said, "I don't have a few months left to live. It makes me very happy to meet you at this time."

"Do you want to meet your grandson?"

Teacher Dalia continued to ask, "I know a few police officers. They might be able to help find out where your grandson is now. Maybe..."

"No"

Valentina shook her head and said calmly, "He is probably living a good life, so there is no need to disturb him. There is no need to look for my husband, either. Although I am very grateful to you for inviting such an outstanding young man to help.

, but I guess my husband must be dead.

So forget it, if you are willing to waste your time with me, an old guy who should have been lying in a coffin long ago, and if you are willing to listen to my nagging, I am already very happy.

I...I'm just too lonely. I'm living life alone and waiting to die alone. It's really...it's really lonely."

"Mrs. Valentina"

Wei Ran suddenly asked, "Can you treat Katyusha and I to a meal tonight? I'm a little hungry."

"Would you like to stay for dinner?"

Valentina asked in surprise, and then hurriedly agreed, "Yes, of course! Good boy, what do you want to eat? My cooking skills are very good."

"Beetroot soup!"

Wei Ran thought for a while, "How about making another beef stew with butter? I'll buy some beef later. Katyusha, what do you want to eat?"

"I'm losing weight." Teacher Dalia patted the fat on her belly, "but I like eating cheese dumplings very much."

"I can do all these!" Valentina said and stood up, "I'll start preparing now. Do you want a drink? Let's have a drink together? How about vodka?"

"Your body..."

"The doctor did say I can't drink anymore."

Valentina spread her hands towards Wei Ran, "Later I asked him if not drinking would help me live longer or make my body feel better. He said he couldn't do either, so I thought that idiot was just farting."

"Then have a drink!"

Dalia also stood up and said, "I think he is farting too. Aunt Valentina, please wait for me. Victor and I will go buy some groceries and come back together, and then how about we prepare dinner together? Also, okay?"

Let Victor get us some Chinese food to try."

"Of course. I'll wait for you. I will always wait for you."

Valentina Nadalia said as she walked towards the door, "There is a supermarket two streets away from here. The food there is the cheapest around. Children, do you have enough money? I still have...

"

"Don't worry, Aunt Valentina." Darya patted her pocket before the other party finished speaking, "I just paid my salary yesterday."

"We will be back soon," Weiran assured.

"Take your time, I will always wait for you to come back." Valentina said with some reluctance.

After bidding farewell to this octogenarian man for the time being, Wei Ran followed Teacher Dalia downstairs and got straight into the car.

"Her body..."

"In the late stage, it has spread, and I am currently relying on painkillers to support me."

After closing the car door, Teacher Dalia did not rush to start the engine. She just lowered the window and lit a cigarette. "Yesterday I saw her doctor. Valentina was too old and it was too late to find out. No matter what

Whether it was chemotherapy or surgery, they only made her suffer more pain before she died."

Wei Ran sighed, "Even living may be a torment for her."

"Victor...can...can you help her?"

Teacher Dalia asked in an erratic tone, "I don't know where my compassion comes from, but I want to help her. At least... I don't have any regrets about letting her go."

"Can you find her grandson?" Wei Ran asked after hesitating for a moment, "It can be seen that she actually wants to see her grandson."

“Not too difficult”

Teacher Dalia replied affirmatively, "I'm already looking for it, and we should have the results soon."

Wei Ran gritted his teeth, took a deep breath and responded, "Then let me help her too..."

"It's difficult?" Teacher Dalia looked at Wei Ran and asked.

“Of course it’s difficult”

Wei Ran spread his hands and found a tank gun firing pin that was not in the archives and was a Soviet Red Army soldier more than 70 years ago. This difficulty is almost the same as choosing the right camp for the Poles, and this camp was before the French surrendered.

It’s like occupying Paris.”

"She can only live for a few months at most." Teacher Dalia turned the key as she spoke. "If you are willing to help, do it as soon as possible."

"Teacher Dalia, I have a question."

Wei Ran hesitated for a moment and then asked, "According to your understanding, under what circumstances would there be a situation where military records cannot be found?"

"You ask me this kind of thing?"

Dalia glanced at Wei Ran who was sitting in the co-pilot strangely, and after thinking for a moment, she replied, "As far as I know, there are many reasons. The most likely one I can think of is that I only registered one name when I enlisted.

No surname registered.

Under such circumstances, it is actually very difficult to find accurate information about joining the military, because there are too many names with the same name, and their addresses are always changing."

"Actually there is another kind"

Wei Ran lowered his head and said, "Her husband might have been sent directly to the battlefield. Do you remember what Mrs. Valentina just said? His husband enlisted in the army in the winter of 1942, and soon after he joined the army

We lost contact. At that time, the Battle of Stalingrad had not yet ended."

"You mean her husband was sent to Stalingrad?"

Dalia frowned. If it was like Wei Ran said, it would be really difficult to find Mrs. Valentina's husband. "The Poles have chosen the right camp, and this camp is still surrendering to the French."

Before occupying Paris".

"More than the Battle of Stalingrad"

Wei Ran looked at the slowly receding old streets outside the car window, "That firing pin was sent back in the autumn of 1943, when the Kursk Tank Battle had just ended.

In other words, even if her husband Vadim escaped the Battle of Stalingrad, he might not be able to escape the Kursk Tank Battle. In addition to these two battles, there are also the third and fourth Battles of Kharkov. But

Our only clue is the firing pin of a tank gun."

"Is there anything I can do?" Daria asked after pulling into the parking lot of a supermarket and tightening the handbrake.

"Let's try to see if we can lend out that artillery firing pin."

Before Weiran opened the door, he said, "I'm going to find someone to do some research together to see if I can tell through some details which tank factory produced the firing pin in which year. If everything goes well, maybe we can narrow down the search scope."

Some."

"Why did you remember to stay for dinner?" Dalia asked an unrelated question before Weiran got off the bus.

"Because that's probably the only thing we can do for the poor old man now." Before he finished speaking, Wei Ran had already opened the car door and walked towards the supermarket door.

The reason why he was willing to help poor Valentina was certainly due to the compassion that Darya rarely showed.

But more importantly, he was actually betting that the missing tanker Vadim participated in Stalingrad. He was betting that if he could really use the firing pin to return to Stalin's meat grinder, he would have a chance to make up for what he had been hiding.

Regret in my heart.

I can meet that deaf and mute but extraordinarily brave little girl again, and I can have the opportunity to try to see if I can stop her from firing the grenade I borrowed from my hand, or even just take a picture of her to prove her

Photos that have existed in this world.

Watching Wei Ran walk into the supermarket, Dalia was just about to get out of the car when a call came in. Seeing this, Dalia simply closed the car door again, and then pressed the answer button.

"Galkin, can you help me find it?" Dalia asked straight to the point.

"Found it"

On the other end of the phone, a slightly drunk man burped and replied, "I contacted a teacher at Siberian Federal University, and he helped me find the information about the student named Siwa.

After graduating from university, this student went to work in a nickel mine on the lower reaches of the Yenisei River, but in the winter when he joined the nickel mine, he was injured due to a conflict with the miners."

"Injured?" Dalia frowned, "Then what?"

"The injury caused him to lie in the hospital for about two months. After he recovered, he was fired from the mining company and sent to prison. According to the clues I could find, he seemed to have injured several people and destroyed

Some equipment of the mining plant.

After spending two years in prison, the young man named Siwa disappeared and even his teachers had no idea where he had gone."

At this point, the man named Galkin on the other end of the phone burped again and asked drunkenly, "Do you want me to continue investigating? Summer vacation is coming soon, and I just have time."

After hesitating for a moment, Dalia said, "If you have nothing to do, please help me continue to check. At least I know whether he is still alive and where he went."

"No problem." Galkin on the other end of the phone agreed happily, and then asked, "I heard that you are going to Egypt soon?"

"Karp and Anna are going, but I'm not going."

"If you have the chance, remember to help me find out if there is anyone selling meteorites." Galkin made his request, "Just find the cheapest meteorites. There must be some for sale in Cairo."

"Who are you planning to trick this time?" Teacher Dalia asked in anticipation.

"Whoever has more money will be cheated." The person on the other end of the phone gave an impeccable answer with a smile.

"I'll ask them to help you pay attention to those broken rocks." Before she finished speaking, Teacher Dalia had already hung up the phone and opened the car door again.


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