Chapter 760 A dead pig is not afraid of boiling water
On the morning of the first day of the New Year, as the emergency call from Weiran was made, the police on Golonid Island soon had to end their vacation. They cursed and picked up an abandoned agricultural product from an abandoned agricultural product on the island in a manner that was almost like catching a turtle in a urn.
Three trucks, six gypsy adults, 14 half-year-old children, half an airplane wreckage dug out from nowhere, and several skeletons covered in ice were found hidden in the processing plant.
The excavation of war relics in this winter was still near Volgograd. Not to mention those that the police had not heard of, even the staff who came later from the museum on Mamayev Hill were confused.
Wow, this is obviously the first time I have encountered this kind of situation.
"How did you dig it out?" The museum staff picked up a complete skull and asked in disbelief while observing it.
The bearded man who had been forced away by Suisui with a gun glanced at the other party, but did not respond at all. He just focused on playing with his sideburns.
"When did you start?" A policeman who still smelled of alcohol asked fiercely, "I mean, when did you go to the island?"
“The last ferry the night before yesterday”
The bearded man said with a bad face, "We have no place to go, we just want to find a place on this island to celebrate the New Year. The factory has been abandoned for a long time, we haven't stolen anything, we just plan to live there for a few days."
Isn’t it okay to spend the entire New Year? We came out to camp."
"Maybe you didn't steal anything, but where did these bones come from?" a staff member from the museum gently put down the skull and reminded.
"Wukelan, we dug them from Wukelan a month ago." The bearded man quibbled, "I just haven't found a suitable place to rebury them."
"So you came here illegally?" the policeman asked immediately.
"We have passports and we entered the country legally." Before the bearded man finished speaking, the woman next to her in flashy clothes opened a plastic box and revealed various passports and other things inside.
"He's a habitual criminal," the staff member from the museum said firmly. Looking at him, he had no intention of avoiding this group of people.
"We received a call that you went to private land to try to excavate war relics. This is illegal." While the policeman was speaking, several other colleagues who came with him had already taken out handcuffs.
'We didn't know it was private land'
The bearded man quickly argued, "We don't know what kind of war relic it is, we just thought it was garbage that no one wanted."
"You go to court and say these things," the policeman said, waving his hands, "Take them all away!"
"Sir, this is the first day of the New Year. Do you want our children to spend this unforgettable day in prison?" The woman in gorgeous clothes asked angrily, while struggling to refuse to be handcuffed.
"If you really think about your children, you shouldn't lead them to do this kind of thing." The policeman was obviously too lazy to talk nonsense and directly took out his pistol and pulled the slide to load the bullet.
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After a brief commotion, the six gypsy men were handcuffed and stuffed into the bed of the truck. The dozen or so dirty children also packed into the police car obediently. Some of them even used the crowd to
I don’t understand, but even if I guess, I know it’s not a nice thing to say, and I’m blatantly talking about something.
After everyone and the car were pulled away by the police, the staff who came all the way from the museum walked to the entrance of the abandoned factory not far away, opened the door and got into the car driven by Wei Ran.
"Mr. Victor, thank you for calling the police in time."
The staff member extended his hand to Wei Ran gratefully. Although the latter did not know him, he did know Wei Ran. After all, the photos he donated were not only hung in the Patriotic War Museum in Moscow, but also his work.
It's also hanging in the museum.
"Mr. Ruslan, you're welcome." Wei Ran shook hands with the other party, "Just don't blame us for disturbing your holiday."
"how come"
A staff member named Ruslan quickly said, "Those soldiers sleeping underground will not celebrate the festival, nor will the moles who want to dig them up and sell them for money."
"Mr. Ruslan, why did they choose this time to come and steal these things?" Suisui, who was sitting in the passenger seat, turned around and asked in confusion the question he had asked Wei Ran before.
"It should be the local digging party who discovered this place." Ruslan gave a completely different answer, "But they all know that it is illegal to dig here."
"So they contacted those gypsy people?" Wei Ran reacted quickly and guessed the answer.
“That’s pretty much it”
Ruslan nodded, "Those Gypsy people don't care whether they will be caught, let alone whether they will be fined. Anyway, they have no money at all. Even if they are imprisoned, it is not a bad thing. They just have a place to provide food and shelter."
Help them get through this winter."
"Where are their cars?" Suisui asked, "Aren't they worried about their cars being confiscated?"
"Those cars are not theirs at all," Wei Ran said with almost certainty, "those cars just now didn't even have license plates."
"Not only is it not theirs, once the news of their arrest spreads, I'm afraid someone will call the police soon that their car was stolen."
Ruslan spread his hands helplessly, "This is a common trick used by the diggers from Ukolan. After these gypsy gangs are released, those cars will return to their hands again, and then they will
Keep doing the same thing."
"A dead pig is not afraid of being scalded by boiling water," Suisui muttered in Chinese in a moderate voice. Although this sentence was unpleasant, it was the most appropriate description.
"Mr. Victor, if you don't bother me, how about you take me to see the site of their excavation?" Ruslan asked tentatively, "I hope this won't disturb your family's holiday."
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Suisui was the first to speak, "If possible, you'd better take those things away to prevent those gypsy people from coming to cause trouble again."
"this..."
Ruslan scratched the back of his head, "I'm afraid this will have to wait until at least the holiday is over. Even if the burial is deeper, it won't be possible until the ground thaws in spring."
"Speaking of this, how did those gypsy people dig out those things they just saw?" Wei Ran asked curiously as he stepped on the accelerator.
Although he didn't have much contact with the Digging Party, he also knew that the Digging Party lived a very happy life. At least in the winter, they usually hibernated and were busy at home, busy shipping or repairing trophies.
Those who go out to dig in the middle of winter are either really in a hurry for money, are mentally ill, or have discovered something incredible.
"Them? Ha!"
Ruslan snorted coldly, "They would light a fire at the location where they were going to dig, and sometimes even burn it for several days to bake the permafrost. And I bet that they discovered this place at least in autumn or even summer.
Yes, they have been waiting for winter to come here because the level of supervision will be reduced in winter."
Why the hell does this sound similar to digging grave pits in the winter in my hometown in the countryside?
Wei Ran muttered secretly, but he remembered clearly that when he was a child in the countryside, an old man died in winter and a cemetery needed to be dug. The adults would light a big fire in the cemetery and wait to bake the ground.
When it melts, dig it out. When it can't be dug anymore, continue to light a fire and bake it.
This method sounds troublesome, but in fact it is quite fast. It just requires a little patience, and you won't feel cold at all while guarding a bonfire. Even in Wei Ran's memory, it was one of the few joys he had as a child.
Because at that time, whenever I had the chance to follow along, I would always put two sweet potatoes or a few potatoes in my pocket.
"Throw some sweet potatoes and potatoes into the fireplace later?" Wei Ran switched to Chinese and said nonchalantly to Suisui, who was sitting next to him.
The latter was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a smile, apparently recalling the fun of following Wei Ran behind him when he was a kid, watching people digging holes and roasting sweet potatoes to eat.
After chatting all the way, Wei Ran drove directly along the ruts left by the gypsy people, drove back into the forest, and once again stopped next to the tail half of the plane.
"Call your dad and ask him if he is willing to send away the plane in the warehouse." Wei Ran said in Chinese before getting off the car, "By the way, tell me about the situation here."
Hearing this, Suisui, who was about to get out of the car, closed the car door again and made an OK gesture to Wei Ran.
Seeing this, Wei Ran opened the car door, asked Ruslan to get out of the car, and led him to the edge of the tail half of the plane.
"Didn't Mr. Victor check the origin of this tail section?" Ruslan wiped the snow on the tail section with his gloves, then picked at the amber ice hanging on it, and then took off his gloves.
He took out his mobile phone and asked while taking pictures.
Grinning, Wei Ran looked at the gloves in the other person's mouth. After all, Wei Ran did not remind the other person of the origin of those amber ice hangings. He tried to answer as normal as possible, "I called the police when I found this place in the morning, and then...
I have been driving behind those gypsy people to find their whereabouts, but I really haven’t had time to investigate.”
At this point, Wei Ran said in a joking tone, "Besides, there is a fee for my investigation, and those Gypsy people obviously don't want to pay."
"That's right." Ruslan put away the phone, put on his gloves again, wiped the horizontal tail again, pointed to the words engraved on it and said, "This name looks like a German nobleman, but I don't know who carved it.
, the tail section of this aircraft is not buried too deep, we should be able to dig it out if we think of a way."
At this moment, Suisui also lowered the window and said in Chinese that only the two of them could understand, "My father said that the broken plane is already yours, and you can decide what to do with it. As long as those gypsy people
Just don’t come here to cause trouble again.”
Hearing this, Wei Ran nodded, thought for a moment and then said, "Mr. Ruslan, are you interested in drinking a cup of hot tea at home?"
"I didn't prepare a New Year's gift for everyone," Ruslan straightened up and responded jokingly.
"It doesn't matter, it's the best gift if you are willing to come and be a guest." Wei Ran raised his hand after speaking, "Get in the car."
