It was indeed dark and the wind was whistling.

The door of the ward.

Owen whispered to Du Ersha, who was lying beside the wooden door and leaning forward to look into the glass observation window, and asked, "Didn't you say you can read lip words? What are they talking about?"

Du Ersha had a serious expression and said, "Han Xuan asked him about the rabbit in the west... No, it's okay if it's Robbie in the west.

The old man replied that the fried noodles in the restaurant tasted good.”

Jason slapped Irving and Du Ersha in the face and said contempt: "They are speaking German, you can understand a ghost!

Get out of here, where is the professional ethics going…”

Han Xuan noticed the little movements of the bodyguards, but the hospital bed was quite far from the door and they couldn't hear what they were saying.

After putting away the necklace, I am not afraid of these bodyguards seeing things that they shouldn't have seen.

The hospital's electrocardiogram can be used as a lie detector, but it is not very accurate.

After Han Xuan said that he wanted Neilman to exchange his life experience and treasure for him to shut up, the old Nazi's heart began to accelerate slightly again.

He seemed to be tired of the sound of the machine, and he pulled off the wires that were stuck to his chest, took off the oxygen mask, and took a few deep breaths of the air smelling with the potion.

"I don't like people calling me Nazis, now it's a derogatory word,

I am a member of the National Socialist German Workers' Party.

Is it really good that you are so greedy? I have lived in a few months, and I may not even be able to survive this winter.

Even if you report me, the court can't do anything to me, and you may lose hundreds of millions of dollars in wealth.

For decades, I have had nightmares every night. The period when I was injected with sedatives was the most comfortable time I slept in the past few months.

I am almost forgetting what happened before, why do you want me to recall the real nightmare again?

Let me go, old man, tell you the treasure news, you promised me that I would leave..."

Han Xuan said: "Unless it is the gold train that disappeared in the Waubujik Mountains in southwestern Poland, which is said to have 300 tons of gold and countless jewelry and calligraphy and paintings, other treasures will not arouse my interest.

I have been hiding in the United States for so many years and there is no one to tell you. I think you are actually willing to say it, right?

In order to get that wealth, I will not tell anyone about you, so you are safe, aren't you?

I'm a good listener and waiting for you to speak, Mr. Neilman."

Old Neilman turned his head and stared at Han Xuan for a long time, struggled to support himself, put the pillow upright, and leaned back against the head of the hospital bed.

I picked up the kettle and poured a glass of water. After I finished drinking it slowly, I said, "I haven't worn this necklace for decades, and I will take it out again when I know I'm about to die.

It has been with me all my life, and nothing else can make me feel alive.

This life is not just a dream, but a real existence. Glory and glory belonged to that time.

When I first came to the United States, I had a follower to chat with. He was a friend I had known since childhood. He studied together and joined the army together.

Since falling in love with an American girl, he has completely changed and actually told him part of his life experience.

For the next thirty years, I was alone and would lock the door at night because I was afraid that my sleep would be heard.

I have raised two dogs, but none of them lived longer than me, and in the end I was the only one who left myself.

Hiding around for a lifetime, it would be better to commit suicide than to commit suicide at that time, and you would not have to suffer.

For half of my life, I have had enough, but I am afraid of death.

The US wanted order for me has not been cancelled yet, and the reward amount has accumulated to more than 20 million US dollars. When I think I am going to die, you can report me.

We donated half of that amount of money to any foundation in Poland, as long as we can help others..."

Han Xuan didn't ask what the silly words of the follower and the woman he liked later, probably dozens of times had been replaced on the weeds on the grave.

In order to keep secrets, a person will never get close to others for half his life. The most feared thing is naturally that the secret will be leaked. In order to keep secrets, he can do anything, including killing people.

This kind of desperate loneliness makes me feel cold when I think about it...

Han Xuan was right.

Old Neilman really longs to talk to others. At his current age, his life is about to come to an end, and it doesn't matter.

There was a smile on his face and a proud tone: "My name is Alose Brenner.

He was an adjutant of General Aldolph Eichmann. He joined the German SS in 1938 and then worked in the Office of the Central Jewish Immigration.

At the Wanhu Conference, I and a small number of other senior German officials jointly planned the "The Final Solution to the European Jewish Problem".

He was personally responsible for deporting more than 100,000 inferior Jews in Europe to death concentration camps and carrying out ethnic cleanup.

Haha! Shortly after Germany's defeat, the Allies confused me with another SS officer, Anton Brenner, that unlucky guy.

They executed Anton Brenner, and I fled to the Middle East.

Later served as an adviser to the Syrian government, providing advice on security, terrorism, interrogation methods and torture.

The Allies thought I was no longer alive, so they tried me in absentia and sentenced dozens of hangings.

I stayed in the Middle East for more than a decade until in 1961 when Mossad, Israel discovered my traces and tried to assassinate me with a wrap-around bomb.

More than ten years had passed since World War II. I thought they had forgotten me, so I was not prepared and my leg was blown off.

Fortunately, I was fifty-one years old and became much fatter. After receiving treatment, I successfully avoided US customs and settled in the United States.

Israel issued a wanted order for me, and people kept donating money to it, from 100,000 US dollars to more than 20 million now. It shows how much the Jews hate me.

I guess they all think I am dead now, but I am still alive.

By the way, the wealth we robbed by the German army was swallowed by the United States, Britain, and France after the war, and they did not return it to the victims. In fact, those shameless guys are no different from us.

The golden train has indeed existed, and more than one, and there are buried treasures everywhere in Poland.

But I don’t know if the gold train is still there. Only the senior management knows the specific situation. They are almost dead now.”

The old man did not introduce himself too much because his story was written into a book. Han Xuan's face turned pale when he heard the name "Alos Brenner". Neilman knew that he knew him.

Han Xuan had thought of countless possibilities before, such as being an executioner in the concentration camp, slaughtering Jews in the concentration camp, fighting with the Allied forces, killing many prisoners of war, etc.

But I never thought that the thin old man in front of me was actually one of the nine Nazi war criminals!

In today's world, he deserves to be one of the most murderers. The "Final Solution to the European Jewish Problem" has massacred millions of Jews in concentration camps, and even wanted to exterminate all these inferior races!

According to the later statistics, the number of Jews that were sent to death by Old Neilman was at least 150,000!

Han Xuan was really scared and suddenly felt that living in the same room with this terrifying old madman was not a good idea.

The old man was still laughing, with a proud smile, as if he was proud of his past...

At the door, Gabriel saw Han Xuan's abnormality through the glass, knocked on the door and pushed it open, and asked, "Are you okay?"

"Well, I'm fine. I'm talking about something. You can close the door and go out first."

Gabriel was full of doubts and continued, "Han Xuan, the old man's electrocardiogram just stopped. The doctor came to ask, saying that he should not be too excited now, it would be better for him to rest by himself."

"Is this how you are a bodyguard? Didn't you hear him say it's okay?! We have something to say!"

With an outsider here, Old Neilman immediately returned to his disguise, and waved his hand to leave with disgust.

Gabriel was angry, snorted coldly and closed the door, muttering to himself: "Why didn't you be shocked by the explosion? How could it be better to go to hell directly" (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!