Chapter 103

Just when most of the capitalist countries in the world are still struggling in the economic crisis, Germany, the first country to survive the economic crisis, is thriving.

The walls are covered with posters of akkado, slogans of the head of state to save Germany are everywhere, new factories and shops are built everywhere, a new broad street is renovated, and all kinds of Mercedes Benz and BMW cars are running on it, which make Berlin more modern.

William Street in Berlin, the most luxurious Royal White Orchid Hotel in the world, has just been built. In the grand lobby of the hotel, under the gorgeous chandeliers, the waiters nod their heads to every guest who comes in.

One of the characteristics of the hotel is that in the business coffee shop in the corner of the first floor, a young man in a SS officer's uniform is tasting the coffee carefully. Opposite him, a bearded man in a plaid suit sits quietly.

"Sorry, this seat is occupied, so please leave." The SS officer said with a smile.

"The four o'clock sun in the afternoon really has a Cossack flavor. It's the happiest thing in life to drink vodka and die at this time. " Big beard looked around and said in the lowest voice.

"It's very safe here. The white orchid group is the industry of the head of state, so no one would think that we would meet here." The young SS officer took a look at his mustache and whispered a word of advice.

"Be careful, you'll sail for ten thousand years! Nice to meet you, Mr. vodka Bearded picked up the newspaper on the table: "you are the only nail left by the Communist International in the German high level."

"This time, I took the risk to bring out this information because the relationship is very important, you know? There are also traitors at the top of the Bolsheviks, so we have lost a lot of comrades. " Whispered the SS officer, dropping the note on the table, rising and going back and forth.

Bearded with a newspaper behind him, two people one after another out of the door of the hotel, and then turned two corners, came to an empty alley.

The officer handed two papers to mustache: "take this document to Slovakia, where someone will cover you to leave Germany. I found this document in the head of state Xingyuan in Prague when I borrowed it for business trip. At that time, these documents will be taken away soon, so I can only take photos."

"Can I get the original? You know, the more information that involves high-level personnel, the more accurate it is. " Mustache tucked the two volumes into his pocket and confirmed with a frown.

"If you want the original, you can get it yourself. It's in the archives room on the ground floor of the head of state's office. There is a four foot thick reinforced concrete storehouse. There are seven gates, four iron gates and three different password locks at the front door." The young SS officer said angrily, "don't say I'm just a little commander. Major general gascol, the top commander of our department, has to take the order of the head of state if he wants to go in."

"All right! I'm only responsible for sending this information back. As for how to deal with it, people of my level can't control it. " Bearded sighed, "is there anything else to say?"

"The other hand in is the approximate parameters of a German submarine with a displacement of 1100 tons, which is much better than the thing sold to us. I got it together this time. I hope I can help you. "

"* long live." Bearded took out an envelope from his other pocket: "here's $10000. Save some money. I'll deposit the rest in a Dutch bank for you when you retire..."

"All right. Everyone knows that no one in our business can live to retire. " The SS officer sneered at himself and said, "I don't believe it myself."

"Take care." Bearded patted the young man on the shoulder: "after returning home, I'll treat you to vodka."

"Is it enough for me to get another piece of information to go back to China?" The young man thought for a moment and asked, "I'm one piece short of top secret information and I can retire. If I have a chance, I'll try to get the German Panther tank design

"Do as you can." Bearded turned and left without stopping. He found that the atmosphere was wrong. It was so quiet that no one passed by.

"If it's OK, leave a message in the old place..." the young man opened the holster flap on his waist armed belt, looked for a crossroads, ran in another direction, saw a stairway, turned around and went in. The reason why we meet here is that he has a house that is not very useful here. He can get in at any time as if nothing happened. He is lying in bed waiting for the searcher to pass by.

As soon as he closed his door, he heard the sound of the gun not far away. There were two clear sounds, and there was no more sound. After a while, through the corridor outside the door, there was a small sound of leather boots kicking on the stairs, and one after another a quick knock on the door.

He hid ten thousand dollars separately in books and under the bed, deliberately made the officers' uniform a little messy, then poured some whiskey that had been prepared on the table on his own body, and drank a few more gulps. The member named vodka waited for the Ss to knock on the door.

"Dong, Dong!" At last there was a knock on the door, and a voice roared outside: "SS search! Please cooperate! Open the door now! Or we're going to crash it! Hurry up Vodka deliberately made his footsteps heavier. He went to the door and opened the door. He looked drunk and asked the people outside: "what are you searching for? Hurry up! I'm going to sleep“ Long live the Fuehrer As soon as the SS captain outside looked at his rank, he immediately stood at attention and saluted. The two soldiers behind him also stood at attention and put the submachine gun horizontally in front of his chest: "long live the Fuehrer!"“ Long live the Fuehrer Vodka answered with a shake, then stepped out of the door: "please take your time! Don't steal my wine! Belch... Er... Remember to lock the door when you leave. "“ I'm sorry! Sir! You don't need to search here! Excuse me The SS captain respectfully withdrew from the door and helped to close the door. The moment the door closed, vodka took a long breath, it seems that this time, he successfully avoided. But can Da Hu escape? Only God knows. It seems that the original contact point can no longer be used. Now he can only sneak down and wait for the organization to send someone to contact him with the highest level code Late at night, less than a kilometer from the general headquarters of the national defense forces, a secret Liaison Station of the Communist International in the third block of Berlin. There was a knock outside the door: "Dong, Dong, Dong." The sound of knocking was long and weak, but in the silent night, an old man in the room heard the sound clearly. He got up from his chair, walked slowly to the door and opened the door“ Who is it? It's so late. What can I do for you? " He asked as he opened the door, but there was no answer, and he did not speak again, for he saw a man lying outside the door, one side of his coat stained red with blood. The man lay on his side, breathing faintly. By the faint light, the old man saw that the man had a thick beard“ Take this! Give it to our comrades! Back to... The motherland... "With this sentence, mustache was silent. The old man took the two films in bearded's hand and looked at the corpse for a few seconds. Then he turned around and put the two films into the mezzanine at the head of the bed. After laying the sheets, he checked them again. He thought they were safe. Then he went back to the door and cried out, "my God! Come on! Help! There's someone here who needs help! "“ oh my god! What's wrong with this man? " A fat woman who opened the door and wanted to help was startled by the scene in front of her. There were several old neighbors who were similar to her. They did not dare to touch the gradually cold body. In a panic, they arranged a person to go to the nearby police station to report to the police. The police came very quickly, with a dozen SS soldiers carrying rifles. Obviously, they were also looking for the mustache, but they didn't find it so quickly“ When did you find the body, old man? " A police officer asked with a small notebook for recording“ I heard a noise outside the door, like something bumped into the door. I thought it was a prank by the children of the neighbors around me, so I opened the door and had a look. The security around here is very good, so I didn't think much about it. " The old man replied, "I saw him lying outside."“ Did he leave anything? " One of the SS officers who followed frowned and walked around the body, then asked“ I don't know. I called for help when I opened the door. Nobody moved anything here. I don't know what you mean. This officer. " The old man pointed to his old neighbors and replied. The police officer took the SS officer to one side and whispered, "the people here are old residents. They can prove to each other that no one has taken anything from the corpse. They have lived here at least ten years ago. There is no suspicious place."“ This man has a gun. We've been staring at him for several days. Today, he doesn't know who he's meeting with. We didn't catch another person, but we can't be sure that he didn't get anything! " The SS officer said very irritably“ So what do you want to do? Sir? " The head of the police asked, "take these old men and women back to be tortured?" The SS officer stared at the officer for a long time without saying a word. At last, he glanced at all the people present and gave the order: "stop the team!"