Adolf Eichmann has not disappointed Zhang Nan so far, and he feels that this treasure is also ranked, and if it were an ordinary treasure spot, it is estimated that it would not be able to get on Eichmann's notebook.

In particular, the basement was once a SS resort, and the location of the hotel lodge was so important that Eichmann would not have had to record it at all, and would have remembered it 100% in his head.

This treasure hunt has just begun!

All the boxes were temporarily moved to the second open basement for storage, and after the number was checked, the entrance was locked, the security door was closed, and the key was put into the pocket of the boss.

Two large sheets of spare sheets are placed at the entrance to the excavated basement, and when they are empty, there is no need to backfill them, and the appearance of the original basement entrance can be restored.

There is no need to find outsiders for this, and several of the bodyguards have a bit of three-legged cat-level plasterer skills, and it is no problem to cope with this little work - after the heating system is turned on, you can also do some muddy work in the room, and it will not freeze.

It was a busy day, and before I knew it, it was already night, leaving two men to guard the villa, and the others walked back to the previous hotel.

It's cold enough at night, and the temperature will drop to minus ten degrees before midnight, and there is no heating in the garage at the back, so there is no need to start work in the middle of the night.

We're not in a hurry.

During dinner, I received a satellite call from Nicole.

"How's it going?"

When she heard Nicole's question, Zhang Nan was nibbling on pig's trotters at the dining table, and the two had joked before to see who could add more wealth to the family during this time: men were looking for the world's top treasures, while women were making war fortunes in the international market.

So far, it is obvious that Zhang Nan has been defeated!

The old husband and wife don't need to pay too much attention to etiquette, Zhang Nan muttered while eating: "I found a place, and it was emptied in half a day, there are not many flowers, a bunch of silver coins and some jewelry..."

Since the end of last year, several satellite phones used by Zhang Nan and the people around him have been replaced with the kind that will never be eavesdropped.

But it's definitely relative, and in case it's a nuclear bomb or something, you still have to communicate face-to-face.

After listening to Zhang Nan, Nicole on the other end of the phone said with a smile: "Then Jenny and I want to try the ancient queen crown of Huaxia." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Nan hurriedly interrupted: "Don't! Evil, wear an unlucky ......."

A bunch of nonsense, anyway, I want to dispel Nicole's whimsical idea: wearing a queen's crown, it is still Manchu, Zhang Nan is afraid that he will have nightmares at night!

After a round of nonsense, I got tired of talking on the phone with my baby daughter who was eating Chinese food for a while, and then hung up the phone.

Berlin time was six hours ahead of New York, and Zhang Nan was having dinner while his family in New York was eating Chinese food.

Nicole took the child to the Empire State Building again, and then Zhang Nan thought about the suitcase placed in the Star Building, even if the former was not within the radius of its heavy damage, he still determined again: After all the boxes are moved back, New York must not have them, otherwise he will not be able to sleep!

Which second cargo will put an atomic bomb next to his pillow and live a life!

There has been no snow since noon today, and it will be even colder tomorrow morning, and the temperature will always drop for two or three days after heavy snowfall.

In the hotel, you can see a lighted ski resort more than a kilometer away, which is brightly lit, and the service staff said that it will be open until 9:30 p.m.

Seeing that the time was only past six o'clock, Zhang Nan was a little idle, "Do you want to ski, just go." ”

Some people are interested, some people don't slip if they are killed: Brother Mark can't, first, no, second...

It's hard to find such a plus-size ski gear!

But as soon as he arrived at the place, Zhang Nan, who proposed it, didn't go skiing by himself: what kind of ski jumping championship was being held here, so I just joined in the fun to watch.

Good guys, international standards, the use of 90-meter platform, anyway, Zhang Nan and his group will look fresh, when the athletes start to slide down from the place where there is a 90-meter drop from the landing position... Shot like a cannonball from the take-off end......

The bodyguards were fine, observing the people nearby, while the general audience was shouting!

Zhang Nan is the same, his mouth basically doesn't rest, it's exciting to watch!

The sport of the brave, but Zhang Nan, who was watching the excitement and shouting a few words, said to Xiang Weirong, who came with him, after watching the competition process of several athletes: "I really won't die if I don't die, a bunch of stupid people!"

The creative criminal law of ancient Northern Europe to deal with death row prisoners has become a bull fork coaxing sport, and it has also entered the Winter Olympics, but Zhang Nan wants to know how many bones will be broken in this sport in the next year!

In fact, Zhang Nan thinks too much, ski jumping can't kill a few people a year, it's definitely better than swimming: there are fewer people to play, and you can't play this thing without some professional skills.

If skiing is stupid, then what is it to go wild?

Those who drown are basically water-savvy.

After watching the game at 9 o'clock, two or three thousand spectators scattered to the bars in the city, and the bars in the small city will be open until late tonight.

Zhang Nan didn't want to go back to the hotel so early, so this group of big men had to accompany the boss to have a drink.

Most people are really a cup, bodyguards, can't drink more.

I feel that there seems to be not much difference between the East German bars and the West German ones, that is, in addition to talking about the championships, the people in the bars are also talking about some things about the merged Germany, but even if there is a TV hanging and the news of the multinational forces is played, few people in the bar go to watch it more.

In his last life, someone said to Zhang Nan that the Germans were very arrogant in their bones, although this arrogance would not remain on the surface, but it was said that the Germans would even be so arrogant that they looked down on themselves!

Today is an insight: do ordinary Germans really seem to care only about Germany's own affairs, the big things happening in other countries?

What's the matter with us in Germany!

Well, that's what it feels like.

It was nearly midnight when he returned to the hotel, and Zhang Nan told Guan Xingquan casually: "Let people open up that concrete floor tomorrow morning, and I'll go later." ”

If you want to sleep in, boss, you can't do anything yourself.

I slept until after 9 o'clock before getting up, washed up and went out, and prepared a classic eastern German breakfast for Zhang Nan in the restaurant.

A basket of small bread with jam and cheese to match, sliced ham on a plate, and a large glass of milk.

I regretted it, I should have asked my own private chef to prepare a Chinese breakfast, but I saw that the time was not early, and I didn't care that this morning bread, milk and ham were greasy to eat, and I swallowed things indiscriminately.

Because Paul came, "Boss, it's already done." There should be an oblique ventilation shaft below, and no one has been sent down to check it yet, it is very deep. ”

A large slice of ham swallowed in two bites, "Ventilation shaft, it's a bit interesting, isn't it a tunnel kind." ”

Paul, who was standing, said, "Possibly, there is a big underground project down there, at least a large tunnel. ”