While Maya, a psychology major, was secretly analyzing Lola, Wei Ran also opened the dark blue velvet case of glasses after Suisui nodded.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! There are not many things in this box, just a pair of myopia glasses that look very high, a slightly rusty key, and A certificate.

He took out the certificate and opened it gently. The photo on it was of a young man who looked particularly energetic. The name written in the name column was "Celsi Coca". Looking at the date of issuance, it turned out that It was May 1972, and the edge of this document was stamped with the seal of the Institute of Forensic Psychiatry.

"Lola, what's your grandfather's name?" Wei Ran asked as he put the ID back into the glasses case.

"Celsey Coca"

Lola replied without thinking, "I remember my grandfather told me that he quit his job in the library and moved to my grandmother's house in Harkov in 1982. My father was less than ten years old at that time.

Woolen cloth."

"What else did he say?" Wei Ran asked with interest.

Lola spread her hands, "He also said that if he had known that my father would become friends with my uncle and join a gang together, he would rather starve to death with the whole family in Kazan. That's all, these are two things he often said.

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"Where are these things?" Suisui returned the glasses box containing various items to Lola, "Didn't your grandfather say anything about this glasses box?"

"No"

Lola replied while putting the glasses case into her pocket, "My grandfather's safe was bought a long time ago to prevent my father from stealing his money. Although the glasses case has been kept in it, I never used it before he died.

Never opened it."

"It seems we have no hope of finding this treasure." Suisui chose to give up easily.

"It might be possible if we can find Mine No. 52." Maya also chose to give up in disguise.

"There's nothing you can do if you can't find it. Lola, Anfiya, don't clean up now. Go buy some dinner. You won't cook it yourself today. Anfisa, you go to the hospital to pick up Korava."

As he spoke, Wei Ran also stood up, balled up the manuscript paper filled with various clues and threw it into the burning fireplace.

"What do you want to eat?"

Laura and Anfiya asked in unison, and the former even took out a palm-sized notebook from his pocket.

"No pie," Suisui and Maya asked in unison.

"No cheese dumplings" Wei Ran also made his own request.

"Same as yesterday." Lola spread her hands and put the small notebook without writing a single letter into her pocket.

"Let's eat Middle Eastern food today" Anfiya made the decision easily, leaving the room with Lola who was in a bad mood, and got into Weiran's armored pickup truck.

Almost immediately, Anfisa put on her down jacket, walked out of the room, and drove the armored commercial vehicle out of the yard.

"I'll go to the construction site next door to see if there's any good food," Wei Ran said, and followed him out the door, strolling towards the next door with his dog.

However, after entering the construction site, he did not go to join in the fun in the big tent that served as the kitchen. Instead, he gathered next to the containers that were delivered at noon. He rarely lit a cigarette and smoked one without another.

, while pondering the pros and cons.

They had just found out almost all the secrets hidden in those materials, but they were stuck on not knowing the specific location of Mine No. 52.

Obviously, no matter if he asked Nikolai or Culp about this kind of thing, they would most likely not help him find the location of Mine No. 52, and he had to be vigilant in case these people were waiting for him to ask.

Didn’t he take the bait proactively?

Or is it still the same?

Wei Ran lowered his head and looked at the tattoo on the tiger's mouth and hesitated. When he had just found out about buying those old books and found the Nagant revolver hidden in the books, he had had similar thoughts, but at that time, except

Apart from the possibility of seeing with my own eyes those Japs who experience potato picking at a Siberian farmhouse, there really isn’t much motivation.

But things are different now, a secret worthy of being so carefully hidden, a treasure worthy of making a man who is about to commit suicide not forget to hint to his wife and children to wait patiently for fifteen years before taking it out.

All of this clearly hinted at the same possibility - that treasure was definitely worth what the doctor did! However, Wei Ran was really short of money at this time.

Originally, buying the workshop and subsequent renovations almost emptied the family fortune. At noon, I discussed with the contractor Lao Li how to reasonably stuff these five containers of used books, which already caused a negative balance in his pocket.

Number.

And it’s almost the end of the year, who doesn’t want to have a good year?

After thinking about it, Wei Ran decided to put this matter aside for the time being. He shamelessly asked for a large bowl of hot pickled pork and pickled cabbage in the construction site kitchen, and added an extra large plate of chopped pork head. Only then was he satisfied.
Chapter completed!