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Chapter 3: Sisterhood and Childly Infatuation [Act V] Judgment (31)

Recalling the words he was harshly reprimanded in the car before rushing to Poland, Schulenburg's blood surged for a while, so that he almost wanted to use the phone to vent his grief and anger to Heydrich, and even tried to question why, even if he was as loyal as himself, he was only an involuntary pawn in the end!?

"Yes...... So I miss Cassie and her mashed bibimbap. Schlenburg's English translation of the Book of Songs abruptly responded, and I didn't know whether to say it to himself or to Heydrich. Then he hung up the phone in the laughter of the other party, and hurriedly put on a dark gray thin woolen trench coat.

I didn't want to open the door when Schulenburg pushed open the door, but it happened to meet Andrew's eyes. Faced with those blue eyes as cold as glaciers, although Schulenburg was shocked, and he didn't know how long the other party had been eavesdropping outside, he immediately calmly raised his arms and saluted, and walked straight to the stairs, and Andrew's taunting voice came from behind him: "At present, inside and outside the Gestapo headquarters, there are rumors that the dear fox and 'him' are a 'natural pair'[162] But is such a 'he' worth relying on and desperately working for? ”

When Schulenburg heard this, he did not look back, and moved forward: "At least in the past and now, 'he' is my commander. He raised a sneer, and secretly said that even he couldn't believe this sentence, let alone others?

"What a beautiful answer!" Andrew didn't turn around, but looked at the bug in his hand that recorded Schulenburg's voice, "It is said that 'he' is not only good at fencing, but also very good at hunting. &65288;&26825;&33457;&31958;&23567;&35828;&32593;&32;&87;&119;&119;&46;&77;&105;&97;&110;&72;&117;&97;&84;&97;&110;&103;&46;&67;&99;&32;&25552;&20379;&84;&120;&116; &20813;&36153;&19979;&36733;&65289;Does he know that a fox with a tail is too cunning to catch, let alone a 'three-tailed fox'? ”

Schulenburg clenched his fists as if the spicy words were right in his thoughts. Fortunately, his face had not changed in his intelligence work, and instead of showing a childlike and mischievous smile on his face, his steps became more and more steady, and he quickly left the former Danzig Free City Government office building, only the camel cigarette in his palm had been crumpled to pieces.

Perhaps affected by the massacre of the previous day, the streets of the Free City of Danzig were filled with soldiers with their heads held high and patrolled back and forth, except for ordinary citizens who were silently walking with their limited food supplies in their arms. A gust of cold wind blew, and several blood-colored "swastika" flags fluttered in the raised leaves, making a creaking sound.

Walking through such a breathtaking pavement, Schulenburg stretched his arms with a smile, looked up at the blue sky and took a deep breath of cool air.

What if you're outdoors and you're on guard? After all, it is better than the gloomy and treacherous atmosphere that permeates the building—there, there is always invisible smoke in front of you, unwashable blood under your feet, and unavoidable ears, eyes and eavesdropping around you.

I wonder when this grim situation will come to an end? Will you and your family not be able to enjoy true peace until you die? Schulenburgh sighed, walked through the frightened flock of pigeons, walked into a public phone booth on the street, took out his wallet, kissed the black and white photo of himself and Cassie affectionately, and then neatly dialed the familiar number.

exegesis

[162] Historical references to an excerpt from Schulenburg's Memoirs (English edition): "How ironic that many of my enemies have gone around slandering that I am actually 'a couple' with Heydrich! "Baidu Schlenberg Bar is the main translator. Now for the needs of the plot, dare to change.

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