In the storage room of the B&B, Wei Ran stared at the objects on the bamboo table for a long time, and finally picked up the lighter with the name "Liang Yimin" written on it, and the two-head lighter with the remaining paint on it.

Gun oil can.

Putting these two things on the lid of the camphor wood box, he did not rush out. Instead, he began to think about how to get one of the two things for a reasonable reason.

Whether we should help Xia Shushi and his animal friend investigate this time, and whether we should use metal notebooks if they investigate, we can put them aside for now.

If he really needs to investigate, he can't come back again, and he can't use a metal book in a place monitored by cameras.

In this case, it is crucial to obtain a medium in advance that can make the metal notebook work.

He picked up the helmet again and looked carefully at the Chinese characters written on it with red paint. Wei Ran looked at the Chinese characters on the lighter again, and finally unscrewed the double-ended gun oil bottle and took a look.

After thinking for a moment, Wei Ran put these things on the table one by one, and then opened the door.

"Brother Wei, do you see anything?"

Before he could walk out of the storage room, Xia Shushi and Er Er, who had been waiting outside, immediately stood up, and the latter even asked the question he was most concerned about.

"I see something." Wei Ran smiled and nodded, then looked at the boss with a curious look on his face, "Would you like to listen together?"

The bald boss nodded immediately when he heard this, and even turned around to get a can of Coke from the refrigerator for Wei Ran.

Taking the Coke politely, Wei Ran pretended to take a sip, and then said, "I guess Xia Shushi can also see that among those things, apart from the helmet, there are actually two key things."

"Lighter and that kettle produced in 1943?" Xia Shushi responded quickly.

"really"

Wei Ran nodded, "If the owner of the lighter and the helmet are the same, Liang Yimin's name is the most critical clue. In addition, if the stainless steel kettle also belongs to him, it can basically be judged that the person who used these things at that time did not participate in the retreat.

Operation Savage Mountain.”

"I've been looking through documents about the expeditionary force these days," Xia Shushi continued, "but I couldn't find any records related to the name Liang Yimin."

"There were so many people in the two expeditions, and there were so many mechanics on the Burma Highway. With such a huge number, and the imperfect records at the time, it is normal that they cannot be found."

When Wei Ran said this, he picked up the Coke again and glanced at the owner of the B&B who was listening next to him, and then said with pretense of regret, "However, it's just the first trouble that can't be found. Even if

Once we have found it, we still need to find a way to prove that the helmet was worn by this soldier named Liang Yimin."

"How do you prove this?" II asked confused.

"I have temporarily thought of a method."

Wei Ran deliberately did not go to see the boss, "The first method is to find a criminal investigation policeman or the like to take notes and make sure that the characters and the name on the lighter were written by the same person.

This can at least prove that the words on the lighter and the helmet were written by the same person, which indirectly proves that the person who wrote the letter knew Liang Yimin and also knew the helmet."

"Also, is there any other way?" the boss asked subconsciously.

"Among these things, the most important ones are the helmet, the lighter, and the stainless steel US military kettle."

Wei Ran, who had been waiting for him for a long time, smiled and said, "The remaining bits and pieces can only be regarded as extras at best. If you can explain the text on the helmet and lighter, those things together can probably be sold for 18,000 yuan."

, if I don’t know clearly, I probably won’t be able to sell it at a high price.”

Having said this, Wei Ran paused deliberately, turned to look at the boss, clapped his fingers and said, "I just looked at those enamel kettles, and most of the eight kettles were leaking.

If this is not leaked, you can still sell it for one, two, three, thousand, no problem, but now, no one will want five or six hundred. Of course, if you want to secretly repair it, it is probably worth it once it is repaired.

If you're fifty or sixty, you still have to meet someone who's blind."

Without waiting for the boss to say anything, Wei Ran continued, "Let's not mention the stainless steel kettle for now. The aluminum kettle made by the US military is barely a product of the early World War II, and it is unlikely to sell for three or four thousand. The German lunch box is also

It's hard to say whether the three British army lunch boxes can be sold for several thousand. Those who are willing to buy can sell them for one or two thousand, while those who are unwilling to buy won't even look at them twice.

As for the other little bits and bobs, like that knife and oil can, if you are willing to sell them, you can probably sell them for 500 together. If you are not willing to sell them, just keep them for yourself, they are all trashy stuff."

After finishing this big call, Wei Ran still didn't give the B&B owner a chance to speak. He raised his finger and pointed at Xia Shushi, "Generally speaking, among your things, the only ones that are really valuable are your helmets and lighters, and even that stainless steel one."

The kettle can only be regarded as a clue item at best.

But if you want to sell these things at a high price, you have to let him check them clearly. If you can’t check them clearly, you really can’t expect how much these things will sell for.”

After saying that, Wei Ran picked up the Coke again and took a sip, "That's the thing, I'm not interested in these things, and the main premise of what I just said is that those things are not fake."

"What do you mean by that?" The B&B owner suddenly became unhappy, "I brought these things back personally, they can't be fake!"

"Where was it before you brought it back?"

Wei Ran put down his Coke and asked, "As far as I know, that place in Myanmar is not only rich in jade but also wood. For these two jobs, this kind of steel helmet can be used as a protective helmet, and it can be used on the helmet I wear.

The straight-word count is completely justified."

"What are you..."

The owner of the B&B opened his mouth but didn't know how to explain it for a moment. Although Wei Ran was making up nonsense, he knew about his family affairs because his own family knew about his family affairs, and his cheap father-in-law worked in the local jade mine.

"It's okay if you have confidence"

Wei Ranhuan nonchalantly pointed in the direction of the storage room, "The paint in the double-headed oil can has dried. You can spend ten or twenty thousand yuan to find a professional research institute to do an appraisal and see if the paint is

The ingredients may determine the production time and manufacturer of the paint.”

"One, ten or twenty thousand?" The boss grinned, then shook his head, "I don't have that spare money. Are you young guys trying to trick me into doing some appraisal?"

"Boss, how much money have I spent on you just to see your broken helmet these days?" II asked helplessly, "How about you return the money to me and you can keep the broken helmet?"

"I'm not forcing you to spend money." The bald boss immediately turned his back, obviously not planning to return the money to the former.

"Since you don't want to do this, you don't want to do that either. Don't even think about selling that helmet at a high price. Where in the world can there be so many without money?"

After Wei Ran finished speaking, he threw the empty can into the trash can, stood up and walked out, saying, "Brother Soseki, let's make arrangements for where to go tomorrow."

"Okay! I've found a place a long time ago!" Xia Shushi was also smart. He stood up immediately and started to recommend the surrounding attractions and food while walking out.

"correct"

Wei Ran, who had already stepped out of the threshold with one foot, turned around and reminded Er Er, who was also about to get up, "Brother Er Er, if this boss plans to sell you that broken oil can, let you do a test.

If so, you have to think about it."

"What are you thinking about?" Er Er, who had already realized that Wei Ran seemed to be playing hard to get, asked pretending to be confused.

“What else to consider?”

Wei Ran reminded bluntly, "How dare you sell a broken steel helmet with an unknown origin for so much money? How about selling that broken oil can for tens of thousands? Anyway, don't agree to this. You want to buy that steel helmet?"

, I want to verify the authenticity, so it’s okay if I’m willing to test it, but the market price of that broken oil can is 100 yuan at most, so don’t waste your money.”

"Don't worry!" II immediately promised, patting his chest, "I will definitely not let him trick you."

"That's ok, let's not eat here tonight, let's find another place."

After saying that, Wei Ran ignored the balding boss with an ugly face, turned around and left the room, and took Xia Shushi for a half-circle along the corridor before finding a place to sit down.

Taking the thin cigarette from Xia Shushi, Wei Ran squinted his eyes, followed the blue smoke to look at the second son who had not come out of the room where the front desk was, and commented with a smile, "Your friend is quite smart.

ah?"

"He is indeed not stupid," Xia Shushi commented sullenly as he leaned against the vermilion pillar, "This guy is just a bit of a jerk sometimes."

Hearing this, Wei Ran smiled, but didn't say anything.

"Did you see anything else?" Xia Shushi asked in a low voice.

Wei Ran nodded imperceptibly, and also lowered his voice and said, "Those things need to be used by at least four to five people. When fighting in tropical and subtropical jungles, the most important thing is to bring enough water, so one person has two kettles. If you look at it this way,

Those eight enamel kettles are just enough for four people to carry.

What confirms this is the five lunch boxes. After all, you can bring more kettles, but there is no need to bring too many lunch boxes. After all, it is Savage Mountain, and there is nothing to eat in it. Bringing too many lunch boxes is a burden."

"What do you want to say?" Xia Shushi looked at Wei Ran in confusion.

"Ignoring the kettle produced in 1943, let's assume that those people were going to Savage Mountain at that time. Assume that there were four to five people at that time, and each of them brought two jugs of water, an additional jug of kerosene, and two cans of water.

Oil lamp, a sapper's shovel and a sapper's pick."

After constructing the prerequisite background, Wei Ran suddenly asked, "But why is it that only the man named Liang Yimin left behind his lighter, and also left behind the helmet with the Chinese characters written all over it?"

"You mean...this Liang Yimin..." Xia Shushi frowned.

"I don't need to tell you how important a lighter is in a place like Savage Mountain, right?"

Weiyan continued to raise obvious questions one after another, "There is also the aluminum American military kettle that is obviously used to hold kerosene. It has a lighter and fuel... No, considering the two kerosene lamps, even the kettle

When you run out of kerosene, there is no need to throw away the lighter, and there is no need to throw away the helmet with so many positive words written on it. It obviously has a special meaning.

If these things were discarded, then it can be guessed that the soldier named Liang Yimin died somewhere in Yeren Mountain."

Seeing Xia Shushi fall into silence, Wei Ran took a puff of cigarette and said slowly, "Of course, we may have another guess."

"What guess?" Xia Shushi asked subconsciously.

"Maybe only Liang Yimin survived?"

Wei Ran looked at Suisui, who was waving to him from the second floor, and waved back while saying, "If he survived for some reason, it would be fair for him to keep these things that originally belonged to his comrades."

Having said this, Wei Ran looked at Xia Shushi, "What about you? Which guess do you prefer?"

"Me?" Xia Shushi spread his hands, "From a personal perspective, of course I hope there will be survivors..."

Having said this, Xia Shushi immediately realized something and turned to look at Wei Ran, "You mean, maybe we can find something at the house of his little wife who ran away?"
To be continued...