715: Chapter 707 Clues 715: Chapter 707 Clues Gao Yang was excited for a reason, as he had seen a gun in the photo.
The most valuable piece among the antique shotguns Gao Yang gave to Morgan was made by Clemens, a double-barreled shotgun once used by Emperor Franz Joseph I of the Austro-Hungarian Empire.
Both culturally and as a shotgun itself, the shotgun Gao Yang gave to Morgan was an incredible antique, but for Morgan, the most important gun was the one that Emperor Franz Joseph I had given to his queen.
It was the shotgun once used by Morgan’s mother, and then by Morgan’s father, and by Morgan himself, who had both spent their lifetimes searching for it but could never find it.
In Europe, Princess Sissi’s beauty was known by everyone, and outside Europe, thanks to a classic movie, Princess Sissi’s name seemed even greater than that of her husband, at least Gao Yang learned about Princess Sissi from a movie, and before obtaining the shotgun once used by Franz Joseph I, he didn’t even know that it was this man who had dragged Austria and Germany into World War I.
A shotgun once used by Princess Sissi, which she repeatedly expressed her love for in a letter, must definitely be considered a treasure, right?
It witnessed the love between Franz Joseph I and Princess Sissi, and as a wedding gift to the sports and hunting-loving Princess Sissi, it surely must be considered a treasure, both from the perspective of its cultural significance and the wealth it represents, right?
Especially for Morgan, whose father had searched for it all his life without success, and he himself couldn’t touch even the shadow of the gun for half his lifetime, it absolutely counted as a treasure.
So, if it could be considered a treasure from various aspects, then Gao Yang had found the key to unlocking the treasure, not the password to open that safe, but rather the key to finding the gun that belonged to Princess Sissi.
There were many photos hanging on the wall, both large and small, including personal pictures of Dusselyev and group photos with others, and Gao Yang initially didn’t look closely at those photos, but when he directed his gaze at a large photo that was one meter long and sixty centimeters wide, because of his sensitivity to guns, he spotted an issue.
In the group photo Gao Yang was looking at, Dusselyev and another person were standing with a shot moose in front of them, the moose was very large, and in the photo Dusselyev had placed a vertical double-barrel shotgun on the moose’s neck, while the other person had put a horizontal double-barrel shotgun on the moose’s stomach.
Dusselyev’s gun was not worth noting, what excited Gao Yang was the gun held by the other person.
The gun was facing outward on the left side, allowing Gao Yang to see the engravings on the gun.
The photo was quite old, looking at Dusselyev’s age, it must have been taken in the 1980s, although the photo was a reprint, it was still somewhat blurry, and the pattern on the gun was unclear, but Gao Yang could vaguely see that there should be a line of inscription on the left metal plate of the gun.
Although he couldn’t clearly see the content of the inscription, Gao Yang was too familiar with the look of that gun, the shape of the stock was exactly the same as the one he had already given to Morgan, only the barrel seemed a bit shorter and the stock seemed slightly narrower, but the more it was so, the more certain Gao Yang was that the shotgun in the photo absolutely matched the one he had obtained.
If he could clearly see the content of the inscription on the gun, then everything would be confirmed.
Gao Yang carefully examined the person holding Princess Sissi’s shotgun in the photo, the person in the photo, who went hunting with Dusselyev, appeared much older than Dusselyev, probably in his late forties, and looked completely unlike Dusselyev, as Dusselyev was Caucasian while the other person was of Europid race, just this point alone allowed Gao Yang to rule out the possibility that they were father and son,
Finding a clue was a cause for joy, but the age of the photo was at least thirty years old, and the person in the photo with Dusselyev might already be dead, and the shotgun could also have once again been lost to the world, but regardless, discovering even a trace of a clue was a huge piece of good news for Morgan.
Seeing Gao Yang’s excited appearance, Glolov asked curiously, “What happened?
What did you find?”
Kesen also shrugged, “Did you find a definite password?
Or did you discover some treasure in the photo?”
Gao Yang calmed himself and said, “Nothing much, um, nothing, this is some personal matter of mine, not any treasure.”
In front of Kesen, Gao Yang certainly couldn’t reveal the truth, and after forcefully suppressing the urge to immediately call Morgan, Gao Yang pointed to the photo and asked Kesen, “Can I take this photo?
It’s very important to me, if it won’t cause too much disruption to your cleaning work, I would like to take it.”
Kesen shrugged, “No problem, we’re going to tear this place down anyway, taking a photo certainly won’t be a big issue.”
Gao Yang carefully took down the photo, and then his interest in guarding the safe greatly reduced, he began to focus entirely on the information provided in the photo.
Generally speaking, those skilled in tracing from minor traces are meticulous and very perceptive people, Gao Yang could also be counted among them, but despite looking for a long time, he couldn’t analyze anything particularly useful.
From the photo, it appeared that Dusselyev and his group were hunting in the fall, with the backdrop of a broad-leaved forest far behind them.
The hunting terrain was likely marshy, and the era was before the Soviet Union had dissolved.
There were too many places within the entire territory of the Soviet Union that matched these features, and moose were widely distributed across the Soviet Union.
Gao Yang was completely unable to determine where the hunting had taken place.
Gao Yang lacked knowledge of the Soviet era and was unfamiliar with the vast geographical features of its territory, as well as its flora and fauna.
After looking for a while, he gave up on his attempt to glean more information from the photo.
Although he had abandoned the analysis for any valuable information and couldn’t ask the Russian, Glolov, for the time being, Gao Yang’s attention remained fully fixed on the photo.
He didn’t realize how much time had passed until Antonio, who had left to fetch tools, entered the room, breaking Gao Yang’s train of thought.
After carefully placing the photo back in the living room, Gao Yang returned to Dusselyev’s bedroom.
After placing a box on top of the safe, Antonio rubbed his hands and said calmly to Kesen, “Shall we start?”
Kesen hesitated for a moment before whispering, “Are you confident?”
“Of course!”
As the moment of truth approached, Kesen became cautious.
He frowned and said, “That safe belongs to a damn KGB officer.
If there’s a bomb inside, how powerful do you think it could be?
A big bomb inside such a large safe could blow up the entire top floor of the building.
I really don’t want to cause a massive explosion in Manhattan.”
Antonio shrugged and said, “I don’t think a retired KGB agent would bother putting a large bomb in his own house and then sleep on it every day.
At most, it might kill everyone in this room, that’s all.
For safety’s sake, it’s better if you leave and wait for me downstairs.”
After touching his thinning hair again, Kesen finally said, “Alright, open the safe.”
After speaking, Kesen looked at Gao Yang and said, “I’m going to go downstairs and wait.
If you’re not comfortable leaving, you can stay and watch him work.
Just don’t make noise and disturb him.”
What a joke, Gao Yang had no intention of staying in a potentially explosive building.
He was eager to leave the apartment and hoped Yelena and the others would leave as well.
Gao Yang and the others followed Kesen down to Glolov’s home.
Just as they entered and Gao Yang was about to ask Frey to notify Yelena and the others to evacuate the apartment, he saw Kesen walking toward the sofa.
Before sitting down, Kesen tapped his ear and exclaimed in surprise, “What did you say?
It’s already open?
And the bomb has been removed?”
After a brief wait, Kesen didn’t sit down.
Instead, he turned to Gao Yang and said, “Go up, the safe is open.”
Gao Yang was astonished and said, “That quick?”
Kesen just shrugged and said, “That’s how fast it is.”
Gao Yang immediately handed Tommy the photos he had taken down and said, “Take good care of these.
Don’t damage or dirty them.”
Gao Yang and the others had just gone downstairs and had to head back up, but this sort of hassle was somehow pleasing.
Back in Dusselyev’s bedroom, upon seeing Antonio again, Gao Yang noticed Antonio fiddling with a square box.
When Kesen appeared, Antonio lifted the square box and laughed, “Boss, you were right.
A bomb powerful enough to blast this house into pieces.”
Gao Yang glanced into the opened safe and saw neatly stacked green bills, which made his mood even better.
“How did you open it so quickly?
Why so quick?”
Hearing Gao Yang’s question, Antonio disdainfully said, “Drill a hole, connect it with a wire to a microchip, and then start decoding.
The password was eight ones, took less than a minute to crack it.
Russian Guy really set a simple password.”
Gao Yang clapped his hands, beamed, and said, “Alright, let’s count the money.
Seems like there’s quite a bit here, I guess it should at least cover your commission.”
As soon as he had spoken, Gao Yang saw Glolov making a strange face beside him.
Then in a voice only he could hear, Glolov muttered, “Eight ones for the password too?
Seems like an eight ones password is indeed too simple.
Hmm, I’d better change my bank password quickly.” (To be continued.
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