What to do now, Rudolph didn't wait, but Gordon came first. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Cheng Qianxun was so anxious that he took a few deep breaths and finally calmed down. Now it is impossible to say that Gordon is also a relative, so he can only go to Legel to discuss.

went to Legel's room and knocked on the door, and after Regel opened the door, Cheng Qianxun said softly: "Let's talk about it when we go in." ”

When she entered the room, she was so anxious that she didn't know how to speak, and seeing Gordon being caught in the interrogation room really made her mind go blank.

Seeing her squirming appearance, Regel seemed to understand something, and said very seriously: "Cheng, you have to understand that you are a yellow race, even if Major Sneijder is the same as us, but the troops will not allow you to have any results with him." Even if it is to find a temporary one, a Caucasian non-Jewish woman will be requisitioned. ”

Cheng Qianxun looked at Regel with his mouth open, and waited for him to finish speaking earnestly before he came back to his senses and stammered: "Lieutenant Colonel, you misunderstood, I didn't mean anything to him, yes... "Oh my God, what should I say?

Legel's eyes widened, and he lost his voice: "Are you interesting to me, Cheng, this is absolutely not allowed!" ”

She was so angry that she almost grabbed her hair, the worst thing about Regel was the relationship between men and women, who told him to be so tall, he didn't need to use his brains more, women would naturally be fascinated by him enough to play forward in the NBA, at least six feet four inches tall, and not bad face, thick muscles in the chest, and hips.

"Regal!" Although she was about to go crazy, she still paused, she had to pay attention to the words, after all, she needed to be attached, and said patiently as she could: "Lieutenant Colonel Legel, I know my identity, and the reason why I came to you now is that I didn't say that there are four people like us before?" ”

Regel's memory was still very good, and he nodded: "Isn't your cousin still unfounded?" ”

"Yes!" Cheng Qianxun said helplessly: "But another one appeared." ”

As soon as he heard that it was the American reporter who had just been arrested in the underground interrogation room, Regel frowned, put his hands behind his back, and walked back and forth in the room.

She asked anxiously, "Lieutenant Colonel, are you trying to get him out?" ”

"Don't worry, he can't die for a while." Regel continued to walk back and forth, and after walking for a full three minutes, he finally stopped, let out a long breath, and turned to her: "Can you not save it?" ”

"No way!" Cheng Qianxun hurriedly made up the reason: "I said a long time ago that it takes four people to live together until next year, as long as January 1 passes, our bodies can return to normal." Don't you want to try, lieutenant colonel, and want to live like this for the rest of your life? ”

She murmured softly with a hint of timidity: "No need to untie your hands, no need to shave, no children... ”

"That's it!" Regel closed his eyes suddenly, raised his hand, and made a resolute decision: "Help, get him out." ”

It's easy to say to save, but it's not easy to really save. If it's a prisoner, it's in Sneijder's charge, and at least he can save his life. That's the SS targeting Gordon, how can we let these two SS officers who don't smile and have a sweet mouth release them?

Regel walked to the door, opened it a little, looked out of the corner of his eye to see if there was anyone, and then turned back to her and whispered, "Go back to your room, I'll go to Sneijder, and I'll look for you tomorrow." ”

She walked to the door and said with trepidation, "Be careful, too." ”

Regel smiled and nodded.

She ran back to her room on tiptoe like a thief, and it was late at night, and any movement could be heard. After a while, I heard a knock on the door of Sneiard's room not far away. After another ten minutes or so, the door to Snead's room opened, and the footsteps of two men came out.

Cheng Qianxun lay on the bed tossing and turning and couldn't sleep, Sneijder should have been dragged by Regger to save Gordon, because Sneijder was at least an SS, and he was in the same system as the two officers, so he could talk to some extent. But the SS did not recognize the six relatives, not to mention that colleagues, even relatives, and even fathers and sons could kill their relatives in righteousness. I'm afraid that if Sneijder and Regel feel that something is wrong, they can't save people, but they will be suspected.

Worry was tormented in my heart, but I didn't dare to run down to see what was going on. The wall clock on the wall, the hands reached twelve o'clock, and finally the sound of footsteps came from downstairs.

"I didn't expect Lieutenant Colonel Regel's friend to be like this." It was the officer in charge of the interrogation room.

"Laugh, laugh, anyway, it's not a matter of once or twice that he makes jokes, and you'll understand later, major." Regel snorted haha.

After saying goodnight to each other, they went back to their rooms.

Hearing this, Cheng Qianxun breathed a sigh of relief, at least Regel and Sneijder were back, and he just hoped that the officers in the interrogation room would not have any suspicions.

It was quiet outside, and then someone came out of the room to go to the bathroom, and there was the sound of running water. Everything seems to be normal! Cheng Qianxun was also tired, closed his eyes and fell asleep quickly.

I slept so late that it felt like I was dreaming until someone knocked on the door.

The door opened, Cheng Qianxun woke up suddenly, she rubbed her eyes, sat up, and said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I'm late." ”

At the door were Reagor and Sneijder, who explained to her, "It's probably because I'm too involved in the work." ”

Snead looked at the half-made cotton clothes on the table, and before walking behind his hands, he only said, "Hurry up, there is something to do after breakfast." ”

Regger didn't leave, looked left and right, stepped in, and closed the door. Cheng Qianxun suddenly sobered up and looked at him expectantly.

"I asked Snead to go to the interrogation room last night." Regel recounted yesterday's situation in as simple words as possible.

Because he didn't know the other party's situation, he only knew that it might be Gordon, and Regel had to ask the other party if it was this name after he went over. Fortunately, the other party still called this name, so Regel said that Gordon was a friend he knew, and deliberately reminded Gordon to "remember".

Others can grasp a life-saving straw, whether it knows it or not, it has long been recognized. Unexpectedly, Gordon, who was handcuffed to the back chair, glared and said that he had recognized the wrong person, he was an American journalist and had never known a German officer. made Legel cry and laugh, so he could only continue to "remind", as if he insisted on kissing, and finally made Gordon recognize this friend in a daze.

Legel was angry and funny: "Why does your grandfather save everyone?" Fortunately, the SS also thought that such a stupid man should not be a spy, and even thought that he had been deceived by the newspaper and sent here to be bulleted. ”

No, Gordon is not that stupid to be loyal and kind to his brothers. Anyway, the goal was achieved, and Cheng Qianxun could only defend indiscriminately: "My grandfather also looks at the appearance of saving people, it seems that he looks good when he is lying unconscious on the hospital bed, who knows that it is an embroidered pillow, beautiful on the outside and a bag of grass on the inside." ”

"Don't be wrong, but his name is Gordon too. I'll see if he has a tattoo if he has a chance. Regel walked out: "Hurry up and go downstairs, breakfast is almost gone." ”

Cheng Qianxun walked downstairs, and was stunned for a moment, Gordon was downstairs, sitting in front of the piano with a cigarette in his mouth, playing jazz with his fingers like flying. Eyebrows fluttering at the other officers, and self-absorbed looks, very American, but also very shy.

Who would believe such a frivolous young man who finds a chance to indulge in pleasure even for breakfast, or what kind of agent? Apparently the SS was also a little too careful. Can't blame them, in extraordinary times, no one's nerves are more tense than usual?

Gordon ended the song with flashy fingering, picked up the square glass with vodka poured and held it high: "I love Germany, toast to the great Third Reich, to the heroic German soldiers." Then he drank it all in one gulp. Of course, it was not the officers who all stood up and saluted and shouted slogans, but the unanimous smile. Needless to say, just by looking at the expression, you know "Hehe, American".

Cheng Qianxun almost didn't recognize Gordon, and looked at it with his mouth slightly open, but it was still Regel who called her name before he came back to his senses.

"Cheng, what are you doing?" Regel beckoned to her.

Cheng Qianxun hurriedly went to get the breakfast plate, and as soon as he turned around with the plate, there was a tall figure in front of him blocking the way, it was Gordon, his hippie smiling face, he was really not used to it. How did the Celestial Realm set him up like this?

"Oh, it's so rare, how can there be a yellow man?" He stopped in front of him with a strong smell of smoke and alcohol, and stretched out a hand with a slight sway, with a smile on his face: "Hello beauty, my name is Gordon, an American, and I am a special correspondent. ”

"It's a pleasure to meet you." With a perfunctory remark, Cheng Qianxun took the plate and wanted to go to the table of Regel and Sneijder, but Gordon still stopped in front. She asked helplessly: "I'm sorry, can you let me go?" ”

"Oh?" Gordon looked back, exaggeratedly stepped out of the way, and made a gesture of please.

Cheng Qianxun had just sat down, and before she could explain why she was so late downstairs, Gordon came ghostly again.

He moved a chair from the side and put it next to her, his cheeks were red and his face was very close, and his mouth was full of wine, all of which were close words: "Where are you from, have we ever met?" Certainly, maybe in Hong Kong, maybe in Tokyo, oh, definitely in Singapore. I've been to many places, but you're the only girl I've ever met who fell in love with me at first sight. After speaking, he insisted on holding her hand, looking very charming, staring at her, and kissing her on the back of her hand.

Cheng Qianxun pulled out his hand, smiled bitterly, slowly took the napkin, and secretly wiped the saliva on the back of his hand underneath. And the officers all around were laughing, looking at the joke to see how the farce ended.

She glanced at Sneijder, who was watching quietly with his hands on the table, in a loose posture with a light smile on his lips.

Gordon also felt so good about himself that he gushed out, "Why are you here?" It's all German officers, and they won't marry a person of color. I'm different, although my grandfather is British, but my grandmother is German, my father lives in the United States, and my mother is an immigrant Italian, Italy is an ally of Germany, and I am a quarter German, and I have no Jewish ancestry, but my family should not object to me dating an Oriental beauty. How about making a friend, and when the war is over, I can take you back to the United States. (To be continued.) )