Zhu Yao didn't speak, and sat down against the wall on the other side. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 If that soldier went to the concentration camp, Zhu Yao wasn't sure if Carl would prove it for himself, after all, they had only met twice briefly. Although he helped Zhu Yao leave the concentration camp last time, Zhu Yao was not sure that he would help himself this time.

But in Warsaw, apart from Karl, she really couldn't think of anyone who could help her. She ruled out those colleagues in the hospital at the first time, and they dared to give away their identity documents, which was never as simple as a prank. Maybe racial hatred, maybe it was revenge against the Germans, no matter what it was, Zhu Yao didn't want to delve into it. In Warsaw, she really didn't want to stay any longer.

In a daze, Zhu Yao didn't know how much time had passed. Suddenly, I felt a hairy head next to my body rubbing against me, and shrank towards her vigorously, probably feeling cold. Zhu Yao opened her eyes, it was the child. Squatting next to her, leaning against her body, his head unconsciously shrinking into his arms.

Zhu Yao reached out and touched his hair, and he woke up. With a pair of eyes wide open, he looked around in horror. It wasn't until he saw that he was still in the familiar little dark room that his body relaxed.

Zhu Yao's nose was sour, and this kid didn't know what he had gone through to become what he was now.

I don't know what time it is outside, and there are no guards coming. Zhu Yao didn't even want to inquire about this child. Since they were not imprisoned in concentration camps, they were most likely Poles. Zhu Yao still has some zlotys in her bag, and if she can, she wants to buy this child. The environment here is by no means an environment in which a child should live. Children should live in the sun, on the grass, and without worries.

"Would you like to live with me in the future?" Zhu Yao looked at the child and said softly.

The child looked at her confusedly, not understanding what she was saying. Zhu Yao was stunned for a moment, and then thought that she seemed to have spoken German just now, but this is Warsaw, and this child is likely to be Polish, so she changed to Polish and asked the meaning just now. This time the kid apparently understood, and he lowered his head, clearly thinking about something. Zhu Yao guessed that he should be thinking about his father and mother.

After a long time, he raised his head and said the first sentence to Zhu Yao: "Sister, can you take me out of here?"

"Of course, if you want to live with me, I will take you out of Warsaw, and I will take you to live in Paris. Or I can take you to my country in the future, it's a very beautiful place, and you'll love it. "Zhu Yao has always felt that she is Chinese from the bottom of her heart, and the country she said to this child is naturally also China. But she can't go back to China now, and it should be a mess now. Maybe even worse than Warsaw!

Because the German army was only targeting the Jews, but Little Japan was targeting all Chinese! In comparison, Little Japan's massacre in China made Zhu Yao, a Chinese, even more angry! Because it was her own country, she felt the same way!

Little Tony agreed to Zhu Yao's request, and now Zhu Yao is just waiting for Carl to come over to prove his identity, and then take Little Tony out together. Little Tony was that kid, and as for why he was being locked up here, he was a four-year-old who couldn't tell. His father and mother were both Polish, and according to his own account, he was arrested with his father and mother. But later, his father and mother were called out one after another and never came back!

Zhu Yao tightened her grip on little Tony's body, she understood that little Tony's parents must have died, and little Tony was probably forgotten by those people.

"Miss Arnold, please come out!" there was a clatter, and the door opened. The sun shone directly into the small dark room, and the dazzling sunlight made Zhu Yao's tears gush out at once. Little Tony hugged Zhu Yao's thighs tightly and didn't let go, Zhu Yao had to bend down and gently comfort: "Little Tony, my sister is going to talk to those people outside now, and I'll come over to pick up Little Tony later, okay?"

"Sister, you must come to pick up Tony!" Little Tony let go of his arm and looked at Zhu Yao reluctantly, with tears in his eyes.

Zhu Yao suddenly had the idea of accompanying little Tony here, but no! The environment here is too bad, for the sake of little Tony's future life, she should try hard.

Zhu Yao followed the soldier through the school yard and into a room.

The soldier opened the door, snapped a military salute, and said respectfully: "Sir, the person you want has been brought!"

"Very well, now I'm going to have a few words to the young lady alone and help us close the door. A familiar voice came from the house, Zhu Yao's eyes were hot, and at this time he felt how much he was looking forward to his appearance!

"Miss Arnold, why are you here? What about identification? And the last concentration camp, if I hadn't happened to take over there, would you have died there and have your mother come and see you off?" Karl said sarcastically, his eyes slightly slanted upward, and he looked too lazy to pay attention to her.

The adjutant handed Zhu Yao a brand-new identity certificate, Zhu Yao respectfully took it, and saw that there was a small seal of Hitler on it, and he didn't know what Karl had paid for this certificate. Zhu Yao grabbed the document, saluted respectfully, and said, "Thank you, sir." ”

Carl waved his hand, clearly reluctant to talk to her.

Zhu Yao bit her lip and told the child about it.

Karl raised his eyebrows, his ice-blue eyes narrowed dangerously, and said in a bad tone, "You want me to fish out that little ghost?"

Zhu Yao swallowed nervously, clenched her hands, and said nervously, "Is it okay?"

"Adjutant, send her out, I don't want to see her in the future!" Karl didn't answer her question, but directly called the adjutant to carry her out. This is a clear rejection. Zhu Yao thought of little Tony's expectant eyes, and suddenly struggled under the adjutant's hand and shouted, "Carl, he really matters to me!" This was the first time she called his name, and the room suddenly fell into a strange silence.

The adjutant continued to carry Zhu Yao without changing his face, and threw her straight into the carriage as if he was carrying a bag of things, and locked her. Then he sat up, kicked the accelerator, and left with Zhu Yao. Zhu Yao was stumbled by a bump, and her head was caught off guard and hit the back of the chair in front of her.