Hearing D say this, I immediately took a closer look at the address on it, "Liverpool? Where? ”

"In the North West of England, it's a port city. Do you watch football? D asked.

"Don't look." I shook my head.

"Uh... It's not hard to see why you don't know where liverpool is. Liverpool, famous. D said.

I nodded in response and said, "What are we going to do?" Leaving for the UK? ”

"There's no hurry." D shook his head, "I'll have to find a way to find out where this man is now." I guess this person is not too young now. He said and pointed to the information in my hand, "This is the date of this person's birth, when is it?" ”

"1955." I looked at it.

"Well, I hope he's alive and healthy." D said with a lot of anticipation.

"What's behind this? Where in Liverpool? Butle? Barrier Street, 122? I said as I watched.

"Oh my God... So you can read? D looked at me and said with a look of surprise.

Of course, I knew that this guy was sarcastic about me, because even these simple things seemed quite difficult to me. "It's in English. I've learned it anyway, but most of the reading and writing parts are back to the teacher. ”

"Huh. Just say it. D said and took the information, "I have arranged for someone to find a way to find him." I don't think it's difficult, this guy has probably been forgotten for a long time after all these years, maybe he himself has forgotten who he is. After speaking, he glanced at the other materials that he hadn't had time to read and said, "I don't think I can find anything too valuable to find these things." And we don't have enough time. ”

"I think it's pretty good." I looked at D and said, "I still can't directly prove Walter Herzog's identity, but at least I think it's almost him." ”

"You can't tell by feeling." D glanced at me, "We have to find evidence." I'm getting to know more and more about where this old man who is going to deal with us with Heynckes comes from. ”

After D said this, he went back to work, and I didn't want to sleep anymore, so I just sat down in my previous position and continued to watch them busy. However, after two rotations, there was no more to be found when it was dawn. Looking at the mountains of documents, I suddenly felt that we had nothing to disappoint because it was not Berlin Station's own data room, but the sand dunes. To put it bluntly, these are obtained through theft or some other informal means, so there must be a lack of system, lack of arms and legs, and we are still looking for some outdated things, which is even more unavoidable. It's like we're restoring an old car, and there's a lot of stuff missing from it, and we might be able to find the bits and pieces from some waste dump or thrift market, and patch them up and piece them together. But it's hard to find a new car directly.

The boring dry sitting was finally over near noon. It's not that D has checked all the information, but because D has received a phone call. The call was not good news, as could be seen from D's expression, but he didn't say much. After putting away the phone, he immediately ordered everyone to start packing up and preparing to leave, his companion didn't ask much, they had experienced many similar scenes like this before, everyone tacitly and skillfully packed up their things and brought those valuable materials, and finally did not forget to check their own again. After making sure that nothing was missing, he quickly left the library.

On the way, D didn't speak, as if he was thinking about something. It wasn't until he got back on the train and got out of the platform that he looked at me and said, "Dune people... To be precise, it should be the people of the dunes on the Heynckes side who realized that something was wrong. ”

"Chasing?" I asked.

"Not at the moment." D shook his head, "But soon." The lady in the library wasn't mine. It was faster than I had expected, and it seemed that the reaction inside the dunes was different from the usual posture of revenge. After saying that, he looked at me and said, "Let's go to Germany now." Wait there for news, and if all goes well, we'll talk to that Mr. Filthmuling. ”

"To Germany? Didn't you say that Dune was going to take revenge? And this still goes to Germany? I asked, puzzled, "And revenge... Dune revenge? Shouldn't it be Berlin? ”

D smiled bitterly when he heard me say this, and said, "The object is different. The dunes are taking revenge on us. Heynckes can't find it, where did he go? You don't know that Heynckes is very valued by a few old people in the dunes. I think they will soon think of me ... Then the lady from the library will confirm something. Then the old people will figure it out. Then I don't need to say anything more. ”

"Is it safe to go to Germany?" I asked, puzzled.

"It's all about security and insecurity. Germany is not big, but I don't think the people in Berlin are still busy licking their wounds at the moment. So as long as we don't take the initiative in the near future, then I think we are safe. D sighed, "We still have to keep an eye on the one in the hospital." Prevent him from disappearing silently again. Although I don't think it's very likely, after all, he is now on the strong side, and he is no longer a spy lurking inside the enemy, but he has to be careful. On top of that, we'll have to take the time to take a closer look at what we've found to avoid missing something, and to have more of a grasp so that we can be more proactive when it comes to chatting with that Smallrim. I think you also know such an old spy, even if he doesn't deliberately contradict him, he won't say anything happily. ”

I nodded and said, "So if we want to talk to this Filth Smalling, are we going to kidnap him directly?" ”

"Of course." D nodded and said, "It's up to you to do it." He suddenly laughed and said, "I wonder what will be going on when a Russian-speaking man suddenly robs him from the road." ”

"Just don't be scared to death." I smiled and said, "Even if he had been trained before, after so many years of good life, he would have become an ordinary person a long time ago, and he was still old." Coming like this all of a sudden, maybe something can really scare you. ”

"Huh." D smiled and said, "It's not easy to be a traitor." ”

A day and a half later, with the help of others in D's organization, we successfully entered the territory of Germany, and at the same time D received new news from Charlotte Hospital, the gentleman registered as Ullmann had greatly improved, not only had his fever subsided, but his mind was also very clear, and more importantly, this gentleman was clamoring to be discharged from the hospital after he got better.

Thanks for the sliced bacon... Men's six-pack abs, women's slumps. Hahaha

(End of chapter)