"Tomorrow is Teacher's Day"

Wei Ran smiled and glanced at Teacher Dalia who was busy preparing dinner with Yana not far away. He turned around and said with a smile, "In case I can find out something, I can just give it to Daria as a Teacher's Day gift."

Teacher Liya."

"If you find something in just one day, wouldn't it make us look stupid?" Olena, who was really busy, obviously didn't believe that Weiran could find something so quickly.

"What if I can find out something?" Wei Ran asked deliberately looking confident.

"Then..." "Olena"

Maya, who was working as a model, reminded with a smile, "Don't blame me for not reminding you, you'd better not bet with Victor on this kind of thing." "Why?" Olena stopped what she was busy doing and was puzzled.

asked.

"This guy and I had a common teacher, a stingy old guy named Kajik."

Maya said with some gloating, "About a few months ago, Mr. Kajik said more than once, "I bet that bastard Victor can't find any useful information at all, or something like that."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Then what?" Old Ivan asked with a smile.

"Then he almost lost his newly bought car to Aunt Dalia." Before Maya finished speaking, everyone looked at Dalia who was busy.

"That's true," Dalia replied in the affirmative with a smile. "In order to prevent him from being beaten to death by his wife, I didn't ask for his car."

"That Georgian girl doesn't have a very good temper." Yana doesn't know.

Thinking of something, there was even more pity in his tone.

"Okay, I bet..."

Olena gritted her teeth and said while turning the carving knife flexibly between her fingers, "Let's do it! If you can investigate something in just one day, I will help you carve a full-length statue.

Bar!"

I can still breathe, what's the use of that crap... Wei Ran grinned and muttered in Chinese that no one else could understand, but out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of a knife in his hand with a smile on his face.

After meeting Teacher Dalia, the expression on his face immediately changed to an exaggerated one that said, "I've made a lot of money."

"Since you are so confident that you can win the bet with Olena," Old Ivan said while pouring a glass of vodka for Wei Ran, "I will send you to the city early tomorrow morning."

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“Just help”

As he spoke, Wei Ran raised his hand and pointed to the exhibition hall not far away, "If possible, I plan to take that necklace and that pistol with me tomorrow. At least they don't appear on the stolen list, right?"

"Do you need bullets?" Teacher Dalia asked casually. "Forget it." Wei Ran quickly waved his hand, "I'm not old Ivan. I don't need bullets at all to investigate this kind of thing."

"I can't use it either!"

Old Ivan muttered angrily, which as expected was met with unabashed laughter from the people around him.

In a blink of an eye, it was the morning of the third day after landing on Fish Island. Still waiting for the sun to jump above the horizon, Wei Ran, who was sleepy-eyed, was woken up by Ivan and took a golf cart to the pier on the south side of the island. He took the patrol

The boat sailed in the direction of Petersburg.

"Victor, can you really find out anything in just one day?" In the noisy cab, old Ivan, who was leaning on the door frame, asked loudly towards Wei Ran, who was responsible for driving the ship and sending him off.

"how could I know?"

Wei Ran responded loudly to the other party. The reason why he launched the investigation in such a hurry was because he knew it was inevitable and worried that the longer he delayed, the less courage he would lose. As for refusing...

Wei Ran secretly sighed. No matter Dalia, Suisui or even Lola, in their eyes, this is just an investigation about musical instruments. For Wei Ran in their eyes, this is really a small matter.

There is no need to refuse "a simple task".

"What are you going to do?" Old Ivan changed his mind without giving up, "Do you need me to help you with anything?"

"How about you help me put the quarter horse into an oil drum and throw it into Lake Ladoga?" Wei Ran asked jokingly.

"I will think about it carefully!" Old Ivan laughed and gave the answer.

As the two chatted at the top of their lungs, the patrol boat slowly stopped at the pier filled with sightseeing boats almost as the sun jumped above the horizon.

After bidding farewell to old Ivan who left by boat, Wei Ran weighed the car keys he had received from Li Ma last night, found the half-new Iveco Bread in the parking lot, and drove in without waking up.

Petersburg city.

He randomly found a parking lot of a large supermarket and parked his car. He turned around and got into the spacious car at the back, put down the seat, found a comfortable position and began to catch up on his sleep.

When he was woken up by the alarm clock, the supermarket outside the car window had already opened for business, and several family cars were parked around the Iveco.

Yawning and stretching, Wei Ran immediately opened the car door and walked straight into the supermarket to start shopping.

In less than an hour, he came back pushing a full shopping cart.

After carrying all the things he bought into the car, Wei Ran locked the door and blocked the windows with the sunshade he had just purchased. Then he immediately took out three oil drums, a kettle, and a wine bottle from the metal book.

and a food box containing only a mailbox authenticator and an antique trench lighter from the deserts of North Africa.

Taking a deep breath, Wei Ran opened the oil barrel that still contained hot cocoa and looked at it, then put it back into the metal book.

Immediately afterwards, he opened the oil drum specifically for fuel and filled it with the kerosene he had just purchased.

As for the third oil barrel, he filled it with bottles of honey.

Putting the two oil drums back into the metal book, Wei Ran picked up the British Army P44 kettle and filled it with honey as well, and then stuffed the food box with pieces of chocolate, which had the highest calorie content.

With the thought of being able to use it in case of need, he put a few extra iron condensed milk cans with the packaging torn off into the kitchen utensil basket from Yeren Mountain, and also filled up the fuel for oil lamps and stoves, etc.

This somewhat suppressed the uneasiness in my heart.

"I don't know how many can be used..."

Wei Ran muttered to himself worriedly, pulled the removed food packaging and the few remaining items and left the parking lot. He first found a restaurant that had just opened and had a good meal to fill his stomach.

After wandering aimlessly for a while, I found a hotel and stayed in a hotel not far from Shostakovich's former residence, which was about to be sold.

After habitually checking the room, he locked the door, closed the curtains, and took out the small tk pistol he had brought with him from his backpack that he had found with Bayanqin.

The reason why he chose this pistol instead of the bayanqin was just because after "cooperating" with the metal notebook so many times, he had already figured out that this broken notebook seemed to be only interested in things with the attribute of "military weapons". Obviously

, then Bayang Qin probably has nothing to do with this attribute.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! However, whether the bayangqin and the tk pistol just happened to be installed together, or they both have special meanings, for now, I can only take a gamble.

Already.

For Weiran, this small gamble is really a negligible and insignificant risk compared to the defense of Leningrad itself. Do you want to go...

Wei Ran stared blankly at the pistol lying quietly on the table. After some hesitation, he finally made up his mind, gritted his teeth and took out the metal book.

As the saying goes, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. If you continue to consume like this, it is no different from the last rooster to be slaughtered in the market. It will just scare yourself to death in the end. Instead of doing this, it is better to fight while you still have the courage. .As for the Teacher’s Day gift, that’s just a poor excuse.

After a moment of waiting, amidst the heart-stopping sound of the pen tip rubbing, a sketch appeared on the pale yellow page.

In this black and white picture, a woman so skinny that it could be described as terrifying is sitting next to a table playing the bayan on her lap. But her eyes are looking out the window.

The sunlight coming in from the window just cast a parallelogram-shaped spot of light on the table next to her.

In the bright spot, you can vaguely see a plate. On the plate, there is a piece of black bread, a dried fish, and a small tk pistol within reach.

Gudu…

Wei Ran, who had obviously just eaten enough, swallowed subconsciously, and couldn't help but recall the terrifying experience of being so hungry on the Pacific Ocean that it felt like his soul was out of body.

Just by looking at the picture drawn with a metal quill, he was extremely sure that the woman in the picture was probably experiencing the same unbearable and crazy hunger that he had experienced on the Pacific Ocean.

But gradually, as the metal quill continued to stroke, he saw an even more terrifying scene at the bottom of the picture.

It was a small hand that stretched into the camera from the lower right corner as if trying to catch the ray of sunshine, but there was no sense of strength at all. Not only was this small hand so thin that there was almost no fleshiness, it even had no trace of flesh.

Ying's tender skin was hanging loosely like an old man's.

But the most important thing is that at the tiger's mouth of that hand, you can still see a circle of tooth marks. The circle seems to be left to resist hunger. It cannot bite through the skin at all, but it leaves a deep mark.

Teeth marks!

A child... why is he a child again...
Chapter completed!