Led by real estate agent Walker, the two cars drove southwest along the clear Swinley River.
After the car left the city, the scenery on both sides was replaced by vast farmland, rolling mountains, and the occasional forest. If you ignore the English broadcast content on the radio and the occasional American truck driving by, the scenery here is actually
It is somewhat similar to Volgograd.
After passing through several vast farmlands, the red pickup truck driven by Walker, who was leading the way, swerved onto an old-looking cement bridge. After crossing the bridge, he just drove forward.
When they reached 100 meters, they turned right again and drove into a farm surrounded by barbed wire.
However, at this time, Wei Ran's attention was all focused on the left side of the bridge he just passed. There were more than a dozen buildings there, and he could even see a horse farm enclosed by a wooden frame.
Inside, there were more than a dozen horses of various colors standing.
When he looked back, Anfiya also turned the deliberately slowed car onto the right-hand fork, and finally stopped behind Walker's pickup truck.
“This is it”
Walker waited for Anphia to open the door, and immediately pointed to the surroundings and explained enthusiastically, "Although this farm only covers an area of 160 acres, they are almost adjacent to the Swinley River, and the land is very high.
There is no need to worry about waterlogging caused by nodular rising water. Of course, the land here is also very fertile, and there is a forest on its border where there are many wild animals."
"Can I walk around?"
Wei Ran waited for Anfiya to finish her translation and asked deliberately in German, "In addition, I want to hear about the history of this land and its current status."
"sure"
After Walker listened to Anfiya's translation, he immediately found a few beach motorcycles from the barn and took them on a tour while introducing them.
According to what the other party said, this farm had been surviving by growing barley, oats and sugar beets for the past half century. Twenty years ago, a wealthy man from Helena bought it as a farm.
A farm for leisure and retirement.
Unfortunately, just six months ago, the rich man passed away due to a sudden illness, and his heirs obviously had no intention of running a farm that did not make much profit, so they decided to sell the place.
As if to prove that he was not lying, Walker also took the two of them to visit a two-story wooden country house next to the river. Finally, he pointed to the group photo still hanging on the wall and said, "In the middle of the group photo,
That kind old man is the Mr. Robert I just mentioned. He loved fishing very much during his lifetime, and there are still many fishing gears he customized at high prices in this villa. If Mr. Hans is willing to buy them, there will be many fishing gears in this room.
I can give you anything."
It’s really “generous”!
Wei Ran, who still pretended not to understand English, muttered to himself, and waited patiently for Anfiya to help translate, and then said, "Ask him if we can catch big fish in this river, and what can we do tonight?"
He can’t stay here for one night, of course, I will pay him.”
Hearing this, Anfiya nodded and said in English, "Hans is planning to buy a farm to enjoy life, but he is dissatisfied with the pests and diseases he saw when he just passed the sugar beet field."
At this point, Anfiya paused deliberately and waited until the big fat Walker was ready to explain before continuing, "But Mr. Hans also likes fishing very much, so he intends to stay here for one night to see the river.
The decision depends on whether he can catch a big fish. Of course, he will definitely pay."
"Of course it's no problem!" Walker agreed happily, "It won't be a problem even if you stay here for a week."
After listening to Anfiya's translation, Wei Ran slowly took out his wallet, took out two hundred dollars and handed it to Walker, who looked surprised. At the same time, he deliberately said in German, "I will be there tonight.
Would fishing in the river violate local laws?”
Still after Anfiya translated, Walker immediately patted his chest and made a guarantee, saying repeatedly that there was no problem.
"Help us buy some food."
While Anfiya was speaking, she also took out two hundred dollars and handed it to the other party, "Remember to buy more beer, the rest is yours."
"No problem! I'll send it over soon!"
Since he could earn so much tips in less than half a day, Walker naturally had no objection and immediately got on his beach motorcycle and ran towards the parking lot.
Watching the other party's conspicuous big red pickup truck speeding towards McLeod, Wei Ran walked to the river a hundred meters away and said in German with a smile, "Go and drive the car over, and then buy the car."
Bring over your fishing gear and see if you can catch big fish in this river."
Hearing this, Anfiya smiled, got on the beach motorcycle and drove slowly towards the parking lot.
After waiting for a while, the former drove the car directly to the shore, helped Wei Ran take out the fishing gear he had just bought yesterday, and put them all on a manually repaired platform on the shore, and then walked straight to the building.
After carefully inspecting the country house, I found an oven and moved it to the shore.
“Nothing special inside”
Anfiya was busy lighting the charcoal in the oven and whispered, "But there is a mountain bike in there that might be useful."
"You stay tonight," Wei Ran responded in a low voice, "I'll go over and take a look myself."
"What about that agent?" Anfiya asked in a low voice.
"When he comes back, find an opportunity to install a locator on his car. If he stays, find a way to get him drunk."
Having said this, Wei Ran raised his finger and pointed to the briefcase placed aside, "The locator and the drug are both in that briefcase."
Hearing this, Anfiya wiped her hands, opened Wei Ran's briefcase, took out a small medicine bottle from it, then rummaged through to find a locator, and put it all into the pocket of her small suit.
Before she could light up the fire, Wei Ran had already pulled up an unknown freshwater fish.
However, he just walked the fish slowly and had no idea of lifting it up.
"It's about to run away," Anfiya reminded with interest.
"That farm is just up the river."
Wei Ran responded as if talking to himself, "I don't plan to eat anything from the river until I know what's hidden in that farm."
"What do you think there will be there?" Anfiya was already sitting next to Wei Ran with an outdoor folding chair while speaking.
Turning his head to look at the freckles he had painted on the other person's face, Wei Ran shook his head noncommittally, "We'll know in the evening."
Hearing this, Anfiya wisely did not continue to ask further questions and took the initiative to change the topic.
After waiting for more than an hour, when Walker came back, there were already several unknown freshwater fish in the small bucket at Weiran's feet.
When the enthusiastic fat man placed the purchased ingredients one by one on the table under the shade of the trees on the shore, and then brought out two large boxes of cold beer, Wei Ran picked up a bottle of beer and handed it to him,
At the same time he asked in German, "What's upstream of the river?"
After Anphia finished translating, Walker immediately explained, "There are also several farms upstream. But this farm is currently the only one willing to sell. If you continue to go upstream, you will enter the Yellowstone Park."
"In other words, you can directly enter Yellowstone Park by continuing along this river?" Anfiya asked with interest.
"Theoretically this is true"
Walker took a sip of beer and continued to explain, "But actually, the end of the road leads directly to a farm, and they won't allow cars to go through their farm into Yellowstone Park, and that farm crosses Swinley.
There are almost 700 acres on both sides of the river, and it would take a lot of time and energy to walk around it."
"700 acres?" Anfiya's eyes widened, "How can there be such a big farm?"
"This is Montana"
Walker proudly explained, "The 700-acre farm is indeed large, but there are many larger farms here."
"The owner of that farm must also be a rich man, right?" Anfiya exclaimed, "God, when will I also own a farm covering an area of 700 acres?"
"maybe"
Walker also said with an envious look, "The owner of that farm all travels by helicopter. Although I am familiar with all the farmers on both sides of the river, I have never met the owner of that farm, not even
I haven't seen any cowboys working on that farm."
"That must be a rich man," Anfiya guessed jokingly, "Maybe he is a retired president."
"Who knows?"
Walker spread his hand, "Montana has all kinds of farms, and there are also all kinds of farmers. It would not be surprising if the owner of that farm is a certain president."
"If it were really a certain president, Mr. Hans would definitely buy this farm."
Anfiya spread her hands when she said this, "Of course, this is what I guessed. Now he is focusing all his attention on fishing."
"Damn rich people," Walker said blatantly in English.
"Indeed, damn rich people." Anfiya also mocked Wei Ran who "can't understand English" and changed the subject to talk about various mysterious legends about Yellowstone Park.
The two people's chat continued until 4:30 in the afternoon. Walker, who had already helped cook a lot of delicious food and filled his stomach, took the initiative to leave and agreed to pick them up at 10 o'clock tomorrow morning.
After sending away the enthusiastic agent, Anfiya immediately took out her laptop from the car, and while monitoring the movement of Walker's pickup truck, she recounted the information she got from the chat to Wei Ran one by one.
"To put it simply, there are only two key pieces of information."
Wei Ran put aside the steak he took a bite of, "That farm has no contact with the surrounding neighbors at all. The owner of the farm and the employees there all travel by helicopter."
"And that farm has been around a long time."
Anphia added the key information for the next day, "According to Walker, it seems that the farm has existed since the 1980s."
"It seems that the owner of the farm is an old guy..."
Wei Ran muttered something pointedly and returned his attention to the steak that had just been grilled.