Several people in shirtsleeves were crowded into a small room, constantly playing with headphones and equipment at hand. Dino poked his head out of a ball of wire and shouted: "There is sound! Listen to what they are talking about!"
"
The sound of electric current came from the headset. Several people sitting in front of the machine kept pressing the buttons, and a slightly cold voice said with a unique vague German accent.
"...My former colleagues told me that they are on the verge of madness...even white towels are not allowed. Anyone who dares to show a tendency to surrender will be killed immediately. People are very afraid..."
"Yes, the church is also within their surveillance scope. They do not allow the intrusion of the Orthodox Church. If you always talk about some not-so-popular Bible stories, they will say you are a heretic..."
"The medicines I can provide are too few, and I'm afraid it's close to none now. I know Mrs. Del's legs have been hurting, but the hospital has been ransacked by them... May God bless people."
"He went to the confessional!" Jonathan pressed the earphone and said: "Change the channel, change the channel quickly!"
Nick came closer, leaned forward, and listened to the earphone on Jonathan's left side. His brown eyes were so dark that they were like a piece of fallen skin.
"...I'm very sorry, Lord, I'm guilty..." The voice was still ringing intermittently, "People are dying, and I'm adding weight to some of them. I know they are destined not to go to heaven, but they may go to hell.
It’s also a relief…”
Nick's eyes widened immediately, his hands trembled a little, and he almost shouted with excitement, but soon the sound came again.
"There are not enough anti-inflammatory drugs. The patients with sutured wounds can only rely on their own immunity or wait to die. The two surgeries did not go well, and the woman failed to survive the one three days ago.
, she and the child are both dead, and I don’t know how to make up for this huge sin. I just hope you can forgive me, my Lord..."
"...Late yesterday I heard the crow of crows, which meant that the army passed under my house again. I don't know what they wanted this time, or they were dragging out another person who had been killed.
His house..."
When Dino was about to say something, Nick motioned him to be quiet, and he frowned and listened quietly.
"Artur is a special patient. He asked me to perform an operation on him to remove the shrapnel embedded in his ribs during the accident that destroyed the anomaly laboratory three years ago. But I had to refuse him because there were not enough medicines.
Without an antibacterial environment, there is no way I could just open his chest..."
"He was in great pain, almost wailing, and couldn't say a complete sentence. I don't know what happened to him, but people in this era are the same. I can't do more for him."
"The day after I rejected him, I heard the news of his death. A group of people were hunting his murderer with great fanfare. This meant that he was not completely dead yet and there must be a secret that he would take to the grave.
inside……"
Everyone in the small room gave up their concentration. Even though it was winter, the room was still very hot. Everyone was sweating. Even though the sweat flowed into their eyes, they had no time to wipe it, even standing by the door.
Jones was so nervous that he could hear his own heartbeat.
"I know that Artur was a scientist when he was young. When I checked his wounds, he kept mumbling some formulas. It seemed that he was dreaming about working."
"I thought that with such a strong obsession, he could at least hold on for a while. Once the red flag entered Berlin, he might be saved, but it's a pity..."
"Bang! Zilala——"
A loud noise startled everyone in the room, and the sound of electricity indicated that the noise was coming from the other end. They heard many curses in German, and Nick knew it without even listening, and broke into the room.
Everyone in the country has a swastika pattern on their shoulders.
"Fuck!" Nick couldn't help but cursed in his native language. He took a deep breath, pointed toward the door and said, "Let's go!"
A group of people hurriedly ran towards the door, running away almost instantly, and even the heat in the room quickly dissipated.
Soon a pale and thin boy walked out of the bedroom door. Jones hurriedly greeted him and said, "Felix, why did you come out? Did they disturb you?"
"No, no, I just want to know when this will end." Felix said: "My heart is beating very slowly, and it may stop soon."
"No, it won't. We are preparing for an operation for you. Everything will go smoothly."
And the boy only looked out the small window at the gray sky. The dry branches were covered with crows. People in uniforms passed by in the streets, and they all flew up and became a few drops splashing in the sky.
black blood on.
Blood... too much blood.
Nick only saw this scene when he rushed into the church. He didn't see any living people here, but there was a lot of blood. What's even more strange is that there weren't many signs of struggle. It was as if someone had made a big bucket of it.
Blood was spilled here.
"Oh God..." Dino looked as he walked inside. Rows after rows of chairs in the church were covered in blood, and traces of spatter could be vaguely seen.
"Here is a person whose neck has been cut." Dino pointed to one of the sources of blood and said: "Sliding from right to left, almost cutting off the head, he fell to the ground and was covered with blood before losing too much blood.
Choking to death."
"There is another one over there." Nick said: "It seems that it was cut from the neck to the ribs, and it was just one time."
"There's no sign of a gunshot," one of them said. "There's not a single splatter of blood that was caused by a gunshot."
"I know." Nick said: "They don't have many bullets now. They won't shoot unless necessary. Look for any traces of bayonets."
"Aren't these all made of bayonets?" Jonathan asked with some confusion: "Besides, do they have any other cold weapons?"
Nick turned his eyes to look at him and said, "Do you think the Gestapo did it?"
"Of course, don't you think so too?" After Jonathan finished speaking, he suddenly realized something was wrong. He said, "If a group of people arrested one person, how could the victim bleed so much?"
"More importantly, how could his neck be cut open here and then half his body cut open there?" Nick asked, "Don't tell me you think only one person died with so much blood."
"Perhaps they died together?" Dino knew something was wrong as soon as he said these words, and then continued: "What about the body? They would not secretly throw away the victim's body, they would like to put his miserable state here.
, let everyone see it.”
"Perhaps they feel it is embarrassing for their team to lose something?" Jonathan said: "Or is there something special about the doctor named Schiller that they need to cover up for him?"
At this time, Nick had restored what happened here in his mind. He licked his dry lips and felt the sweat dripping from the hair on the back of his head, as if through the flood of the forest, some of the rational thoughts in his mind were removed.
parts washed away together.
"This is not about dying together..." Nick whispered. He took a few steps forward and stepped on the gap where the blood spattered. This was very difficult because the church was not big to begin with and a lot of blood had already seeped into it.
Floor seams.
He walked further and almost came to the side of the pulpit. In front of him was the statue of Jesus. Just as Nick was about to walk over, he heard a subtle creak.
"Get away! Get away quickly!"
Dino's yell was a little late, and Nick threw himself to the side as quickly as possible, but the heavily fallen statue of Jesus still hit his foot, and Nick let out a scream.
The plaster statue of Jesus was smashed to pieces, and Nick was able to retract his foot. There was still a big hole in the ankle, which was visibly swollen, but the severe pain failed to bring him back to consciousness.
Because behind the cross that tied Jesus, there were three corpses tied from top to bottom. The first man's neck was almost cut off, half of the second man's head disappeared, and half of the third man's body was cut open. They fell
When he came down, he was face down, looking like a believer praying in the ruins.
Nick swallowed.
He struggled to get up from the ground, endured the severe pain and limped to the side of the three people, stretched out his hand and opened the first person's mouth.
There was a small shiny object inside. When Nick took it out, he found that it was a metal part, a bit like the bearing of a toy car, but it had been smoked black and its original appearance could not be seen.
The second man had a piece of resin placed in his mouth, which seemed to be part of an amber pendant, but it was also smashed and bruised.
In the mouth of the third person was a piece of burnt pine bark. It was only a very small piece, but burning pine trees would produce a different smell from other trees, so Nick recognized it.
"What the hell is going on?" Nick asked.
"There must be some meaning to this," Dino said. "He wanted the people who discovered all this to understand something from these bodies."
"What is that?" Nick was puzzled. He said, "Could it be a Bible story or something?"
"There are many stories related to three in the Bible." Jonathan said: "But if we want to say that the most famous ones are probably the three sages, they brought three treasures to Jesus: gold, frankincense and myrrh."
"So it corresponds to these three kinds of junk?" Nick looked at the things in his hands and said, "Metal parts, resin, and bark?"
"Maybe that's what he thinks. These three people are not saints." Jonathan said: "Maybe he is saying that they are just saints in disguise, and the treasures they bring are not worth mentioning."
"It's really crazy." Nick sighed. He deliberately turned his head away from looking at the three corpses. He said, "Why are they here? Why are they chasing Schiller?"
"He is a very easy person to target," Dino said. "He has quite professional surgical skills, he can also obtain medicines, and he does not seem to be difficult to deal with. These reasons are enough for some people to be unscrupulous.
Already."
"Yes, but they are totally wrong. I have long said that this kind of person who looks like an intellectual is the hardest to deal with, because if he can be the only carp among a pond of crocodiles, then either he will be behind the scenes.
There's a shark standing, or he's a shark, let's go."
With the support of his teammates, Nick walked towards the back door of the church. His timing was precise. Someone rushed in shortly after they left, but the first thing that sounded in the church was not the arrogant yelling.
, but there was silence.
Nick sighed and said: "Where else would he appear besides this church? I think we must meet."
"Are you really going?" Dino said. "I'm not questioning you, but if he can kill three heavily armed Gestapo men in a church, he can kill you."
"He had no reason to do this." Nick said: "I know he looks crazy, but he is definitely not a madman. In any case, he is our hope to survive these last few months."
"It's also Felix's hope." Nick added in his heart.
After dinner, Jones was bandaging Nick's injured leg. The wound was not deep, but a hit on the ankle would be very fatal. It would soon swell up to a large size, until he was stiff and unable to move at all, and his mobility was greatly affected.
of weakening.
"Our people tracked him." Jonathan walked in and said, "He did not go to church tonight, but went to a residential house, an old residential area in the city center. We haven't found anyone following him nearby for the time being."
Nick suddenly turned his head, looked at him and said, "He entered a residential house? Who lives there?"
"According to the tavern owner downstairs, they are a couple named Eisenhardt."
