Hi Geng, it's nice to see you again. ”

Three days later, in the roadside tavern on La Boetie Street, Schroeder, a retired military leader, greeted Geng Chaozhong warmly.

"Hello Schroeder," Geng Chaozhong shook hands with the other party with a smile and asked for a glass of wine, "It seems that today is a good day, everyone is together again." ”

As usual, the tavern was filled with almost all the veterans of La Boetie, and it was the first time Geng had returned since the last time he had won Schroeder's friendship.

Of course, the biggest reason is that the current apartment is not safe, and after Geng Chaozhong's observation, there are unknown characters wandering around his apartment from time to time in the past few days.

"Geng, I have to tell you something," Schroeder's blue eyes looked at Geng Chaozhong, "someone has asked us about you. ”

"Oh?" Geng Chaozhong immediately raised his attention.

"They asked if there was an Asian face in the neighborhood, but I told him that there were too many Asians in the neighborhood, and that this was France." Schroeder shrugged his shoulders.

"Thanks, Geng, you can't be in trouble, are you?" Schroeder looked concerned.

"It's just a small thing, some people say I'm a Vietnamese monkey, so .......," Geng Chaozhong spread his hands, "I taught him a lesson." ”

As a French colony, there were nearly 10,000 Vietnamese immigrants in Paris, and that's a perfect reason.

"Well, there are always some people who like to discriminate, which doesn't quite match the three colors of our flag, maybe they are influenced by the Germans, who knows?" Schroeder said helplessly, it is clear that he is a leftist among the French.

"But," Schroeder laughed suddenly, "those people left me a word. ”

"What?" Geng Chaozhong was a little surprised.

"They said that if you see a tall Asian, let him go to the newspaper Figaro, where Mr. Fillo has something to ask him." Schroeder spoke.

"Mr. Fillo?" Geng Chaozhong remembered the deputy editor-in-chief of the newspaper.

"That's right, so I think they shouldn't have any ill will towards you," Schroeder looked at Geng Chaozhong and smiled mysteriously, "So you don't have to lie, I've never been in the habit of betraying my friends." ”

"I'm sorry," Geng Chaozhong bowed to Schroeder with a slight embarrassment, "I just don't want to cause trouble for my friends." ”

"It's okay, we're not afraid of trouble." Schroeder waved his hand, "If you have something important, do it, our brothers on La Boetie Street, we never hesitate to lend a helping hand." ”

"Thank you," Geng Chaozhong nodded gratefully, took out a handful of coins from his pocket, and raised them towards the bartender, "I wish you all a great evening!" ”

"Long live the rum!" Everyone raised their glasses to Geng Chaozhong.

Geng Chaozhong left the tavern and walked towards his apartment.

He was a little surprised that he was not looking for someone from the Paris Police, but Mr. Philber, could it be that Mr. Philpo had rediscovered his own value?

Walking to the door of the apartment, Geng Chaozhong looked down at the gray line in front of the door - it was messy, but it was not surprising that there were many people visiting the door these days.

After a pause, Geng Chaozhong took out the key, pushed the door and walked in.

"Where have you been?"

In the dark, the usual lazy voice came, and the slightly sweet voice had a strange charm.

"Swallow, didn't you ever know to knock on the door?" Geng Chaozhong looked helplessly at his bed.

"I'm so tired........ Swallow leaned on her knees against the head of the bed, her voice tinged with a hint of exhaustion, "so I slept in your bed for the day." ”

"My pleasure." Geng Chaozhong walked slowly to the bedside, under the moonlight, the swallow's long eyelashes were shaking, she was not wearing a long skirt today, but a chiffon shirt tied in blue bib pants, typical of a worker's dress.

"Things are not going well in Berlin, our connector is gone." Swallow said faintly.

"Paris is also in trouble, and Bledsoe is missing," Geng Chaozhong shook his head, sat on the edge of the bed, looked into Yanzi's eyes and said, "Please tell me, what happened?" ”

The two looked at each other, and Yanzi seemed to be unable to stand Geng Chaozhong's slightly aggressive gaze, so he turned his head and said, "We are involved in the tandem of the Jewish Solidarity. ”

"So, the Gestapo is looking into this?" Geng Chaozhong asked.

"Yes." Yanzi turned sideways, and Geng Chaozhong realized that her movements were a little deformed, and she should have suffered a little injury to her shoulder.

"I fell and injured myself while jumping from the third floor of the church," Swallow gently moved his body, "the SS-VT (SS Special Mobile Unit) has long been lying in ambush nearby. ”

"Then, I know who captured Bledsoe," Geng Chaozhong looked at Yanzi with concern, "If you don't mind, I can help you reset your shoulder bone." ”

"Thank you," Swallow pulled her shirt aside, revealing her white shoulders, "I can't be sure of safety, so I'll have to stay with you for the time being." ”

"Uh, you can stay as long as you want........ As he spoke, Geng Chaozhong had already held the swallow's shoulder, but fortunately, it was not shattered, but the ordinary shoulder bone was misaligned - Geng Chaozhong's hands were wrong, and in the click, the swallow let out a painful snort.

"Let's move and give it a try." Geng Chaozhong said softly.

Swallow raised her arm slightly, but she soon found that the pain of the dislocation had completely disappeared, and the remaining pain of flesh and skin could be said to be insignificant.

"Amazing," Yanzi looked at Geng Chaozhong in surprise, "Are you a doctor in China?" ”

"Bone realignment, a very traditional craft," Geng Chaozhong took a rare look of modesty, "Okay, if you move a few more times, it should get better faster." ”

"Okay," Yanzi mischievously put her arm on Geng Chaozhong's shoulder, "So, my Oriental lover, what should I do next?" ”

"Philo fired me, but now he's letting me go back, and I can't figure out what he means," Geng Chaozhong said as he put Yanzi's arm on his shoulder, and his face remained unchanged: "Also, the French discovered the secrets of the royalists, and old Ivan fled to Spain." ”

"And then, what are you going to do? I'm injured now, I'm afraid I can't do anything about it," Yan Zi looked at Geng Chaozhong pitifully, and there seemed to be a cry in his tone, "I'm worried about Bledsoe's comfort, as a gentleman, you should come up with a way, at least, come up with a way to rescue Bledsoe." ”

As he spoke, Yanzi put his other hand on Geng Chaozhong's shoulder, and the two looked at each other and could hear their breathing.

"This is your task, not mine," Geng Chaozhong suddenly stood up and threw the swallow on the bed, "I will help you, but I have already been involved too much in this matter." ”

"Also, a smile is a weapon, as are tears, but they should never be used on one's comrades."