In the warm tent, Weiran re-wrapped the album of negatives he bought and the photo album that made people sick to his stomach after looking at it with newspapers, and then stuffed them into Suisui's backpack.

"What are you going to do with these two books?"

Suisui safely handed her backpack to Lu Xinda to carry. She shook her phone and said, "I just checked and found that the photographer's archives are in East Sussex, not far from here."

Consider it far.

Considering that the stall is run by gypsies, do you think it's possible that the album of negatives was stolen from the archives?

After all, the Grand Museum can be stolen from time to time, so I really don’t think the security of an archive can be that good.”

"Not too possible"

Wei Ran made a firm judgment, "If those gypsies had the ability to steal things from the archives, they wouldn't have to set up stalls in such a place, and if they stole the negatives from the archives, they wouldn't be able to use them.

Selling at such a cheap price.”

"That's right." Suisui couldn't help but nodded. Wei Ran's analysis did make sense.

"But what if the owner of the two lost books calls the police?" Lu Xinda asked while adding tea to the cups of the three of them.

"At least we don't have to worry about the owner of the second book calling the police."

Wei Ran spread his hands, "If he dares to call the police, the photos inside will be enough to send him to jail."

"What about the album of negatives?" Suisui asked.

"If it's the same owner as that photo album, we don't have to worry either."

Wei Ran analyzed with an indifferent expression, "If there is another owner, considering that the cover of the album is moldy, I'm afraid he doesn't care about this album. Besides, even if he wants to look for it, he has to catch the person who stole it first, and then wait.

If it catches up with us, I'm afraid Northern Ireland will have to establish a separate country."

"So you plan to take it as your own?" Suisui asked with a smile.

"Keep it, I bought it with money." Wei Ran replied more matter-of-factly.

Ask him to send the album back? He is not that kind. Of course, he will not easily display the contents of the album, especially those negatives in which the female war photographer Lee Miller appeared.

At any rate, he was half a colleague, so he actually knew something about this female war photographer.

Not to mention her experience on the battlefield, this beautiful, angelic woman suffered from severe post-traumatic stress disorder after the war, to the point where she could no longer pick up a camera.

She avoided her experience in the war and even hid all the photos and negatives she had taken and everything she had in the past, retreating into the ordinary farm life.

It was not until after her death that the secrets that had been kept on the shelf were discovered by her family and made public.

No matter what the war brought to this legendary woman, Wei Ran subconsciously felt that even out of the most basic respect, those negatives should not be released.

Perhaps guessing Wei Ran's thoughts, Suisui nodded happily, "Then keep it!"

After making arrangements for the future whereabouts of the two books, the smart girl immediately changed the subject and asked, "How about we go to the auction?"

"I don't care, do you want to go?"

After speaking, Wei Ran lowered his head and looked at the mud stained on his shoes. It was a huge gain to get the photo album by accident today. He didn't think he could find anything more interesting at the auction.

"Forget it, it's as dirty as a pigsty outside. I thought I was back in medieval England."

Suisui also looked at the muddy boots and decisively gave up the idea of ​​attending the auction for the second time.

As for Lu Xinda, this girl was busy scraping the mud off her boots with a piece of firewood. These boots were the brand name that Suisui's mother took them to the county town to buy during the Chinese New Year.

Seeing that neither girl wanted to move, Wei Ran simply stood up, took off the windbreaker he bought not long ago and hung it on the tent pole. Then he put on the complimentary sheepskin gloves again, wiped the mud off the soles of his shoes, and excused himself to go.

Get some firewood, climb the ladder and get into the bed of the truck.

The cargo bed of the truck was covered with a thick military green rain-proof tarpaulin, and there were several oil lamps emitting a dim yellow light hanging on the metal scaffolding above the head.

In the cargo compartment lit by the dim light, boxes of firewood that had been chopped in advance were placed on a metal shelf on the rear side of the car.

On the shelf on the other side, there is a generator that has not started, a wine rack filled with various foreign wines, a cylinder containing unknown gas and a box full of weather balloons, plus two

A cable shaft fixed to the rear transverse panel of the cargo bed.

No need to ask, these gas bottles, balloons and the two axes are estimated to be a hundred meters long, and they must have cables with metal wire cores. Ninety-nine percent of them are used for radio antennas.

The reason why he was so sure was that near the cab, a metal welded shelf was filled with various types of individual radio stations, receivers of various powers and equipment that were equipped by the German and British troops during World War II.

Transmitter. He even saw a B2 spy radio station that he had recently acquired!

Not only that, there is an antenna mast that can be raised and lowered by hand on the left hand side of the cargo compartment door!

He even easily guessed that Henry's enthusiastic and trusting entrustment just before leaving was more like hoping that he would take the initiative to discover these treasures in his collection and praise him after he came back from the auction.

A man will always be a boy until he dies... Wei Ran smiled noncommittally, pulled out a box of firewood and moved it into the tent.

After he filled up the wood stove with fuel, Suisui and Lu Xinda finally cleaned the mud from their boots and were studying the Delisle silenced carbine together.

"Is this gun expensive?" Suisui asked curiously while looking around the tent with the carbine without bullets.

"It's not cheap. Only a little over a hundred were produced in total."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Wei Ran responded casually, and then reminded, "Look at it, stay away from it, this gun is not clean."

"Not clean?"

Suisui was stunned and asked subconsciously, "Do you have a soul ring?"

"I don't know if it has a soul ring or not, but this gun has radiation."

As Wei Ran spoke, he took the carbine from the opponent's hand, pointed at the position of the front sight and said, "When this thing was produced, the possibility of using it at night was considered, so the front sight was painted with something that can glow at night.

radium."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Suisui grinned, and without thinking, she took off her free sheepskin gloves and threw them under the truck. Then she called Lu Xinda to take off the gloves she had just put on and threw them out.

Upon seeing this, Wei Ran, who was about to say something, smiled, pointed outside the tent and said, "I'll go take a look in the cab of this truck."

"Did you find something good again?" Suisui suddenly became interested again.

"There are so many good things, but there are quite a few old antiques in the cargo compartment."

Wei Ran smiled and said, "If you two are bored, you can go and have a look inside the cargo compartment, but I don't think there is anything that interests you two."

Even so, the two girls got up in no particular order, climbed the metal ladder and got into the cargo compartment.

Seeing this, Wei Ran put on his windbreaker again and lifted up the tent door. He tried to pull the door of the truck and saw that it was not locked, so he opened it and got in.

Although this truck is indeed a little ugly on the outside, the cab is spacious enough, and thanks to the large glass windows, the lighting is good. The only shortcoming is that the one above the co-pilot's head is covered with canvas

The covered skylight is leaking a little.

Of course, Wei Ran was not here to find fault, so when he closed the car door, he noticed something on the hood between the driver's and passenger's seats.

There is a metal fence on the hood that seems to have been welded on later and is less than ten centimeters high.

Inside this circle of fence, there is not only a beautiful blanket, but also several rattan picnic baskets neatly placed.

Opening the lids of these picnic baskets one by one, one contained various brands of tea and boxes of milk. The adjacent basket contained a set of exquisite tea sets.

Continuing to look down, the third basket contains pipes and various brands of cut tobacco, as well as tubes of cigars, boxes of cypress sticks, matches, a few bunches of keys and other small miscellaneous items.

He looked at the fourth basket without giving up. It was like a medicine box, containing antihypertensive medicine, first-aid medicine for heart disease, some anti-allergic medicines, gauze bandages, iodine, and other items.

In the last basket, there was a hardcover Bible and a set of hardcover Harry Potter books. The Bible didn't look like it had been turned over, but one of the Harry Potter books was.

Holding a delicate metal bookmark.

So which one is better, God or the magic wand?

With this doubt, Wei Ran continued to rummage in the basket, and then pulled out a small four-fold photo frame from under the Harry Potter set.

This small photo frame is no more than the size of a cigarette box when folded, but after opening it, it contains six photos on the front and back. In addition, the outer two sides are a small mirror and a picture of God hanging on the cross.

That kind of look.

Among these six photos, the first one is an intimate photo of Henry and a woman of the same age who is about the same size as him but just touching each other.

In the second photo, in addition to the two of them, there are two men and three women, middle-aged people who look like their children, and five children of different ages.

The third photo is still a group photo, but in this group photo, Henry is far less fat and aged than he is now. In the photo, he and his companions, who are only about 30 years old, are all wearing U.S. military uniforms.

Fourth class cannon fodder uniform.

In particular, he was carrying a set of individual radios on his back and an assault rifle in his hand.

No wonder the radio is so slippery...

Wei Ran muttered to himself and turned to look at the fourth photo. In this photo, a group photo of a young couple was taken at a wedding. Through the features between the eyebrows and eyes, it can be vaguely distinguished that it should be Henry when he was young.

Look.

Looking at the fifth photo, it was Henry, wearing a bachelor's uniform, holding a graduation certificate, standing behind an old couple. Just looking at the appearance of these three people, Wei Ran could guess that they should be

Henry's parents.

The last photo in this folding photo frame is of two shirtless young men and a beautiful girl in a dress, sitting side by side on the deck of a rescue buoy half buried in the sand.

Photo below.

The three little guys in this group photo look to be about twelve or thirteen years old, with bright smiles on their freckled faces. Each of them is holding an ice cream in their hands.
To be continued...