Underground organizations are underground organizations, and it is difficult for them to develop into organizations that can confront government agencies. This requires a large number of talents, firm beliefs, unyielding fighting spirit, and more importantly, unity. But D they guess there are only people ... None of the others may be available, at least not in my opinion.

"In that case. Then you have to save yourself. I looked at D.

D thought for a moment and nodded, "That's all there is to it for now." Everybody else is knocking on the door, and like you said, you can't sit still. With that, he looked at Jon, "Do as I just said." Hold on and do something you can't take away for a while, and make it disappear if necessary. We can't take it away, and we can't take it with those people. Otherwise, my loss will be even greater. ”

Jon nodded and said, "Understood." Are we going to Romans Horn right away? ”

"Of course." D nodded and smiled, "I can't wait." ”

We soon set off again, and instead of going with us, Jon left alone. And we arrived at Romans Horn half a day later. It is indeed a beautiful town, with light clouds and breezes, beautiful mountains and rivers, and you can tell that this is a holy place for vacation.

It was already evening when we arrived outside the town, so we didn't go into the town immediately, but simply disguised ourselves for safety. D took me to a parking lot outside the town, where we first changed into casual clothes, then D helped me fix my hair, put on a pair of glasses, and finally put on two moustaches. I thought it was weird, but D told me that having a beard makes me really a bit like a Kazakh...

After some disguise, we ditched the car and switched to a bike. Unlike other places in this quiet town, there are very few cars on the road, especially after dark, and it is said that in many parts of the town cars are not allowed to enter the car, but cycling has become a common thing.

D took me and Vogel, and the three of us each rode a bicycle, and we slowly entered the town as if we were really on vacation. After a round and round we came to a small inn.

The inn is a small three-story building with a somewhat retro style, with a clean white façade with an arched doorway, a wooden door, and a street lamp that is deliberately made to look like a torch. Around the inn is a patch of green space, which is quite green, like a hotel in a park.

We parked our bikes against the wall, and after looking around, I looked at D and whispered, "This is your place?" ”

"Speak French. No one here speaks Chinese, so it's easier for people to pay attention to you. D whispered back in French and turned to look at Vogel, who nodded and pulled out the phone he was carrying.

"Aren't we going in?" I looked at Vogel and said to D.

"Don't go in." D shook his head, "The inn is for real guests. ”

Vogel's call ended quickly, and a moment later a man stepped out of the back of the inn. As the man approached, I noticed that the guy was tall and thin, but dressed like a chef, and he glanced at us and nodded to D, and the three of us followed the chef to the back kitchen at the back of the hotel. After entering the kitchen, D glanced at the man who brought us in, "Is there anything good to eat tonight?" ”

The tall, thin guy glanced at D angrily and said, "Leftovers, if you're interested." As he spoke, he removed a large refrigerator, and then expertly opened a manhole lid on the floor, revealing a passage before our eyes. Others are waiting for you. He said as he moved out of the way and motioned for D to let him down.

D looked at the entrance and sighed, "Every time I see this thing, I lose my appetite, not only does it look like a sewer that pours swill, but it always makes people feel that there is a dark and terrifying place down there, like a dungeon or something." ”

"Alright." The tall, thin guy waved his hand impatiently, "You may be claustrophobia, a mental illness. You can keep these words and say them to the doctor. He should be able to help you. ”

The conversation between the two made Vogel on the side smile softly. D, who didn't seem to feel anything about being tall and thin, raised his foot and walked towards the entrance and slowly went underground, but halfway through he suddenly turned around and poked his head out and said, "Help me make a steak, vinyl... Seventh.. No... Six points ... Medium rare. That's it. After saying this, he took two steps and turned back and said, "And the omelette... That omelette. You know, I like to cook a little bit, burnt yellow, just the opposite of steak, I think it's more fragrant when it's cooked... And also... ”

"Are you going to go or not?" The tall and thin man said impatiently, "Why can't you forget to eat at any time?" You just said you were unappetizing. ”

"Good, good." D showed his head outside the passage and said helplessly: "Don't be angry." Shouldn't you, as a chef, be happy to meet someone like me? After saying that, he looked at me and Vogel and said, "Where did I say just now?" ”

"Alright, alright." The tall and thin man quickly waved his hand, "I know everything." I'll keep you satisfied. Definitely, I promise. ”

"Look, that's how nice." D nodded as if satisfied, turned around and walked on. The second one after him entered the passage.

After descending a relatively dark staircase, I came to the bottom. This is not what D said at all, or that it has nothing to do with swill and sewers. It's actually very clean, except for a slight damp and dark touch. After descending the stairs, we came to an iron door. There was a monitor connected to the door above it, facing the direction of the stairs coming down, so before we could call the door, the iron door was opened from the inside.

The three of us walked through the iron gate, and the light brightened inside. This made me see inside immediately. There were three people standing in it, two of whom I had met, a man and a woman who were looking up materials together in the library in Vienna. The other was an unfamiliar face, a man with glasses, and at first glance it was the kind of glasses that had a very high prescription. The three of them seemed to be relieved when they saw D, as if everything could be solved after D came.

I turned my gaze to look away, and all around me were rows of bookshelves and cabinets with large drawers for all kinds of documents. In addition to these, there are a number of electrical equipment, in addition to a row of monitors that can see the surroundings of the hotel, there are also printers, photocopiers, and several computers and servers in various parts of the hotel. It is not an exaggeration to say that the underside of this small inn has been turned into a large data room by these people.