In the mezzanine of the attic, when Wei Ran turned the plastic notebook in his hand to the last page, he noticed a folded white paper inside the cover.

Open the paper and find a hand-drawn map on one side. The map is also marked with various irregular combinations of letters and numbers.

On the other side of the map, there is a set of codes that are extremely familiar to Weiran - Cr52-4-7-24.

He was even sure that the two negatives found in the bullet casing were from the front and back of this piece of paper!

Looking again at the group photo on the first page, Wei Ran took out a disposable plastic bag from his pocket, first put the plastic book in it, and then carefully took out the iron biscuit box with the Japanese seal.

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Although there is no detailed count, there must be at least a hundred Japanese seals in the iron box. I tried to take out a seal and looked at it. There seems to be another layer of seals below. Correspondingly, the number of seals in this box

I'm afraid the quantity will have to be doubled.

Putting the iron box aside, Wei Ran took out a wooden box containing bullets. This wooden box was only about the size of a pencil box, but it was quite exquisitely made. There were four rows of 56 bullets in total placed horizontally and vertically inside.

A countersunk bullet used in the Gan revolver.

These bullets are all neatly arranged with the primer facing upwards. The outline of the Soviet national emblem is hot-stamped on one side of the opened wooden cover. There is also a small wooden board on the inside that can be opened. When you open the wooden board, there is

There was a set of maintenance tools obviously prepared for the revolver and a small file with an antler handle.

He gently picked up a bullet from the wooden box. Although there was no cross hole on the bullet head of the bullet, he found a positioning hole on the bottom wooden board of the box, which just happened to insert the bullet.

small circular pit.

“Quite exquisite...”

Wei Ran muttered to himself, put back the bullet, closed the lid, fastened the brass buckle, and then put it into a plastic bag.

Finally, he carefully inspected everything such as hand warmers, pocket watches, and revolvers and put them all into plastic bags. Finally, Wei Ran picked up the wine bottle with a medal and bullets on it and looked at it.

Put it alone in his pocket.

At this time, the only rubles left in the safe were the rubles that had become waste paper. But even so, he still checked carefully until he was sure that there was no hidden compartment inside, and then he locked the door.

Without leaving in a hurry, Wei Ran stood up, first took a photo of the map hanging on the wall, and then carefully took down the map that had been posted on the wall for who knows how long.

However, before he could roll up the map, he discovered that there was a book-sized piece of the wall originally covered by the map that was obviously different from the surrounding area!

He took out the Mauser bayonet from the metal book, turned the handle and tapped it lightly. The hollow sound not only indicated that the back was empty, but the material was not wall tiles but more like iron sheets.

Holding the handle of the knife with one hand and pressing the spine with the other, Wei Ran used the blade of the knife to scrape around the iron sheet painted with wall paint. He first found the location of the hinge, and then inserted the tip of the knife into the gap on the other side.

A light sled.

There was a soft "clang" sound, and the iron sheet was easily pried open. It was only at this moment that Wei Ran realized that this thing was completely fixed by two magnets.

However, behind the iron sheet, there was only a can bottle with a lid, and in the can bottle, there was a buried bullet threaded through a rope hanging from a small shelf made of bent wire!

He took out the can and carefully pried open the rusty metal lid. Wei Ran took out the bullet shell with some green rust inside and rubbed it hard against his cuff.

As the rust was polished away, a line of Russian writing engraved on the bullet case appeared - "I do not represent justice, and do not discuss justice with me."

"Isn't this a famous quote from Dzerzhinsky?"

Wei Ran couldn't help but frown. There was still the second half of this sentence that had not been engraved on it, "What we are facing is a war. Either you die or I die."

Could it be that it’s the KGB again this time?

Wei Ran used the Mauser bayonet in his hand to cut off the moldy leather rope, then pressed the tip of the knife against the cross-shaped groove on the bullet head, and carefully unscrewed it.

I looked inside with the light of a flashlight and found that the inside of the bullet case was sealed with wax oil.

The explorer pulled out a pin from the map, Wei Ran carefully opened the wax oil, and picked out a ball of cotton stuck to the wax oil. Finally, he shook out a pin that was about the size of a soybean, and polished it extremely finely.

yellow-green gemstone.

In this small, airtight space, the brilliance reflected by the strong light of the flashlight on the gem was so beautiful that Wei Ran could not help but exclaim "beautiful."

When he came to his senses, he no longer paid attention to the gem lying in the dust on the table. Instead, he pointed the flashlight inside the bullet case again and carefully picked out a negative from inside.

He took out his mobile phone and turned on the screen. He randomly found a white page and carefully placed the negative on the screen.

When he turned off the dazzling flashlight, some lines and outlines vaguely appeared on the curved film.

Looking closer, Wei Ran could vaguely see that there was also a map in this negative, but compared to the one found in the cartridge case before, this map was not hand-drawn, and it was clearly marked in Russian.

A place name - Saranpaul.

In addition, on the map captured in this film, there is a winding line extending from Saranpaul. One end of this line is Saranpaul, and the other end is a handwritten "Cr-52"

!

Found this?

Wei Ran raised his eyebrows. He originally wanted to use the power of the metal book, but he didn't expect to find the answer first.

Carefully putting away the negative, Wei Ran put the gems on the table back into the bullet casing, and then put the bullet casing into a plastic bag, along with the map taken off the wall, and even the bullet casing.

Everything from the Japanese seal on the cookie box to the bullets in the wooden box were all returned to the car outside the house.

Before leaving, he made a special trip back to carefully clean up the footprints and handprints left in the mezzanine of the attic, and spread a new layer of dust from elsewhere.

Until the traces of his presence were completely gone, Wei Ran immediately restored the ceiling to its original state, turned off the lights and removed the ladder. Finally, he cut off the main power supply and re-nailed the door, and immediately drove away from this overly quiet community.

When he drove back home, Suisui and the Katenka sisters were making various preparations for the first group of tourists to drive to the Tunguska River.

"Where's Lola?" Wei Ran asked as he walked into the darkroom.

"She was paid her salary today, and she went to buy shoes for Korava." Suisui, who was busy at work, responded without looking back, "Did you find anything?"

“The harvest is not small”

Wei Ran opened the door of the darkroom and replied, "I found a cut gemstone, and probably also discovered the location of Mine No. 52."

"Did you find it?" Suisui immediately stood up and ran over.

"found it"

Wei Ran shook the thing in his hand and said, "I'm going to develop a film first. There are also some found things in the car. You must be interested."

Before he finished speaking, he went into the darkroom and locked the door. He ignored the questioning outside the door and slowly prepared for printing.

When he developed the negative into a photo and opened the door again, Suisui and others were already sitting at the edge of the long table.

At this time, a large area of ​​wiped seals was already placed on the table. Lola, who didn't know when she would come back, was wearing rubber gloves and placing the wiped seals on the table like a piecework girl who went to the factory to screw screws.

Next to it, then take out the new seal from the iron box and wipe it.

The remaining three were also not idle, except for Suisui who was flipping through the pages of the plastic notebook. Not only did Anfisa disassemble and maintain the newly discovered revolver, even the wooden box seemed

She was ready to let it go. But her sister Anfiya had already opened more than a dozen rounds of bullets.

As if the yellow-green gem didn't attract anyone's attention, it was placed so casually in an inverted glass, leaving a brilliant spot of light on the table.

"Has it been washed out?"

When Suisui saw Wei Ran come out, she immediately put the plastic leather notebook in her hand on the stainless steel tray aside, took off the rubber gloves on her hands and came over.

"It's been washed and is hanging to dry." As Wei Ran spoke, he handed a USB flash drive to Anfeiya.

"Lola, pull the curtains."

Before Anfiya finished speaking, she had already stood up and walked to her desk. At the same time, Anfisa also paused her work, took out a remote control from her pocket, pressed it, and opened the recently opened

Newly purchased projector.

Soon, as the room fell into darkness, Anfiya also changed the photo scanned into an electronic file by Wei Yan into a clear black and white photo through color correction, and projected it on the wall through a projector.

"Sarampaul is located on the northwest edge of the Rezovsky District of the Khanty-Mansi Autonomous Region"

As she spoke, Anfiya controlled the projector to divide half of the space, and printed out a satellite map. While marking the location of Saran Paul on it, she continued to introduce the content she had just searched, "Saram Paul has the whole world.

The top ten high-purity quartz mines with reserves are mainly divided into three mining areas, namely Dudu Mine, Nestshur and Kusuoica. Among them, Dudu Mine has the largest reserves and the longest mining history."

"Dudu Mine? What a cute name," Suisui commented subconsciously.

"It's really cute." Wei Ran nodded in agreement, "I guess the slag there is soaked in the cherry blossom smelling corpses."

"Now that you put it like that, I think this name is cuter." Suisui smiled happily and waved her hand to Anfiya, "Keep talking."

"If the line on the map in the photo represents the path leading to Mine No. 52..."

Anfiya paused, controlled the computer to capture the winding line in the photo, adjusted the proportions and pasted it on the satellite map she had just marked, "This should be Mine No. 52, anyway.

The journey is about a hundred kilometers away from Saranpaul. There is a forest logging road that completely overlaps with the line in the photo, but the end point does not seem to be within the scope of the three mining areas just mentioned.

In addition, according to the satellite map, there seems to be a mining gas station about 30 kilometers away from the destination. I will call there later to see if there is anyone on duty there."

"Why does Mine No. 52 seem to be in the Ural Mountains?" Suisui asked, looking at the projected satellite map.

“Literally inside the Ural Mountains”

Anfiya let the satellite map occupy the entire projection range, and skillfully connected a line from the suspected location of Mine No. 52 to Inta, "The straight-line distance from Inta is only about two hundred kilometers. Even if our safety

2 planes can fly there easily.

However, considering that aircraft flying over the Ural Mountains are very susceptible to airflow, and the nearest known airport is Saranpaul, the actual flight range may be longer."

"Are you going to take a look?" Suisui asked Wei Ran.

"I have this plan"
To be continued...