"You killed a Soviet major general?"

After listening to Geng Chaozhong's narration, Schultz couldn't help but open his mouth wide.

"That's right, so I can't go back home." Geng Chaozhong nodded.

"I understand," Schultz glanced at Geng Chaozhong with sympathetic eyes, "If that's the case, I can help you, but aren't you afraid, after I arrest you, and then ask my boss for credit?" ”

Geng Chaozhong smiled and did not answer.

"You trust me so much? You know, we haven't seen each other in years. Schultz asked.

"Schultz, how old are you?" Geng Chaozhong asked.

"Forty-three." Schultz couldn't help but touch the wrinkles on his face.

"At your age, even if you were handed over to a Russian spy, would you have any hope of reaching the top of the SS?" Geng Chaozhong said with a smile.

"No," Schultz's face turned dejected, "to be honest, even in my current position, there are many young people who want to replace me. ”

"Yes, Schultz, you are old, you have to admit this fact," Geng Chaozhong nodded, "instead of pursuing those things that cannot be seen, you should pursue something more practical." ”

"Geng, you're very frank." Schultz smiled.

"Yes, I will give you what you want, you see, your trouser cuffs have been ground into a fine rag," Geng Chaozhong looked down at Scholz's trousers, "I think, I'm afraid you're not married now, right?" ”

"You weird guy!" Schultz exclaimed, "I'm your friend, you can't snoop on my privacy like that!" ”

"My dear friend," Geng Chaozhong looked at Schultz with affectionate eyes, "do you remember that when I left four years ago, I told you to follow Adolf and join the SS as soon as possible?" ”

"Remember, thank you for your advice, but unfortunately I didn't do it immediately, I thought that the money would allow me to live well, but after I went bankrupt, Adolf already had a lot of followers around me, and I became insignificant." Schultz said depressedly.

"Then I'll give you a new suggestion now, would you like to listen?" Geng Chaozhong said.

"You say." Schultz's eyes glowed again.

In fact, his life now is boring, boring, and he doesn't see any future.

"I suggest that you leave Germany, go to live in the United States, and stop killing, especially against the Jews." Geng Chaozhong said in a low voice.

Schultz was silent.

He was seriously considering Geng Chaozhong's suggestion.

"Did you see something?" Schultz stared at Geng Chaozhong.

"Killing doesn't make you happy, and it comes at a price, maybe five years from now, maybe ten years from now, take a friend's advice." Geng Chaozhong said.

"But I don't have any money, so I can't go anywhere." Schultz's mouth twinked into a slumped smile.

"That's 5,000 francs, enough for you to start a new life in the United States." Geng Chaozhong took out a check from his pocket and pushed it over.

"Thank you." Schultz gratefully accepted the check.

"That's not all, I'll give you a sum of money when I escape, but you have to make sure you can't spend it." Geng Chaozhong said in a low voice.

Schultz's eyes grew brighter and brighter, and something called hope flashed in his eyes.

"Let's go," Schultz said, standing up, "come with me, and I'll find a way to help you." ”

..........

Schultz took Geng Chaozhong to a manor house on the outskirts of Berlin, which was brightly lit and had a large, rusty iron gate that had apparently been in existence for a long time.

"This is where I work, the Jewish Special Correctional Center," Schultz said, pointing to the iron gate, "and I'll order my men to bring you in later, but you have to be careful not to tell anyone else about it." ”

"Don't worry." Geng Chaozhong smiled.

Schultz's caution shows that he has great hopes for this matter.

"I'm sorry," Schultz then took out a rope from the pocket of his trench coat, tied Geng Chaozhong firmly, and then pointed to the ground and said, "Please lie down for a while." ”

With a pop, Geng Chaozhong fell to the ground.

Schultz walked inside the iron gate, and after a while, two young men in black uniforms walked out, led by Schultz.

"Drag him in!" Schultz ordered loudly.

The two prison guards lowered their heads, lifted Geng Chaozhong, and walked towards the iron gate.

The interior of the manor is very large, with a two-story bell tower-like building inside, and inside, there is a long corridor from which screams and threats can be heard, and occasionally the sound of a sour leather whip.

Two prison guards carried Geng Chaozhong into one of the rooms, threw him to the ground, and slammed the iron door shut.

Geng Chaozhong twisted his neck and got up.

Or is it a familiar environment, this is the third time I've been in prison, no, maybe it's the fourth time I've been in prison, right?

Geng Chaozhong laughed self-deprecatingly.

The room was eerie, and there were blood stains on the ground, and although it had been washed with a lot of water, it could still smell a pungent smell of blood mixed with disinfectant water.

However, this was already a stage where the Germans were more benevolent to the Jews, and after the passage of the Anti-Semitic Act in September, secret and even overt killings would become more common, and even diplomats from other countries would no longer be safe.

Geng Chaozhong didn't want to stay in this incomparably bloody country for a moment, even if he had to take a certain risk.

Even if it is to be sacrificed, it should be sacrificed in a more valuable place.

For example, their own country.

Knock, knock, knock.

There was the sound of leather boots hitting the ground in the corridor, and a person was walking towards this side, and Geng Chaozhong quickly lay down on the ground.

Thorn ........

With the sound of iron sheets rubbing the ground, the door was pushed open, and the beam of light of the flashlight shook Geng Chaozhong's face twice, and then a basin of cold water poured up.

"Ugh." Geng Chaozhong squinted his eyes and raised his head, in front of him was the young man who had carried himself into the cell just now.

"I heard, you're a Soviet spy?" The young German prison guard spoke, his blue eyes rolling on Geng Chaozhong's body.

"No, I'm Chinese, you're mistaken!" Geng Chaozhong shouted.

"The warden wants to see you, come with me." The young guard ignored it and just waved his baton.

Geng Chaozhong didn't shout anymore and stood up obediently.

"Don't try to escape, the gate and the iron gate are closed, once we catch you, you will be worse than dead." The young prison guard coldly stated the words that had been stated countless times.

"Yes, sir, I was wronged, and you will find out soon." Geng Chaozhong walked out of the door.

The two soon came to a bright office, Schultz was sitting there with Erlang's legs crossed, and when he saw Geng Chaozhong coming in, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he raised his chin and said:

"Stasi, you go out first."