After figuring out all the reasons, the rest of the matter was much simpler, and the forty soldiers divided into four groups of ten and went to the only four chemical stores in Vervina to look at the sales records of mercury for half a month.

Just as the major had thought, the soldiers did find an unusual sales record.

"Three days ago, 25 kilograms of mercury metal were sold in a single transaction, and the buyer was Bram. Van· Persie…… Dutch name ......" The squad leader who led the team looked at the account book in his hand, read a few words softly, and then shouted to the shopkeeper who was standing at the door with a frightened face, "Mr. shopkeeper, can you please come over for a while?" ”

"Good...... Okay, sir......" The store manager Nono replied, and walked cautiously towards the squad leader, who had not yet recovered from his previous fright.

After all, a military truck suddenly "creaked" in front of its store, and ten heavily armed German soldiers immediately jumped from the newly parked car, and the appearance of breaking into the store with sophisticated tactical maneuvers was really terrifying.

"Don't be afraid, sir." Looking at the shopkeeper who almost had the word "scared" written on his face, the German squad leader smiled and comforted, "We just have something that needs to be investigated as soon as possible, and we won't hurt anyone...... I'm sorry if this affects you. ”

"I didn't ...... It's okay, I'm honored to be able to help you......" The shopkeeper said as he broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead.

Seeing the shopkeeper's insincere expression, the soldiers felt helpless.

MMP, we're not the SS animals, are we so afraid of us? No, even the SS wouldn't be interested in civilians, would they? The soldiers shouted inwardly.

"That's good...... the squad leader smiled reluctantly, then pointed to the ledger and asked, "Do you remember this transaction, sir?" ”

"This ......," the shopkeeper looked sideways at the ledger and nodded, "Of course I remember, after all, a customer who buys 25 kilograms of mercury at a time will not show up for several years......"

"Can you tell me more about the situation? Like what he looks like......" the squad leader asked again.

"Of course, you can ......," the store manager nodded, and after a moment's thought, he began to recount the events of the time, "The man was about 6 feet tall, with curly brown hair, pale blue-green eyes, and nothing else that impressed me...... As soon as he came in, he asked me if I had mercury and said it was going to be used for experiments. I said yes, asked him how much, he told me 25 kilograms, asked me if I could sell it - it scared me, God! Twenty-five kilograms of mercury is not a small amount! - I replied that of course he could sell it, that is, he had to register according to the law, and then he bought 25 kilograms of mercury after registering it in detail according to the regulations. ”

"What about the others? Anything else more detailed? The squad leader asked with a frown, this information was simply not enough to deduce anything.

"It's gone...... shopkeeper thought as he scratched his head, racking his brains.

Suddenly, a detail popped into his mind.

"Wait, I remember something!" The shopkeeper's eyes widened, "He asked me before he left if there was any saltpeter for sale around here...... Also, I smelled a familiar smell on him...... But I can't remember what it smelled like...... Damn it! ”

As he spoke, the store manager scratched his hair with his hand in frustration.

"Don't worry, think slowly!" The squad leader comforted.

"Damn...... ......" The store manager slowly stopped scratching his hair, and he jerked his head up, "I remember!" Is it H? SO?！ Oh...... Oh, God! He wants to make Hg (ONC) 2! That's regulated dangerous goods! ”

"Sure enough!" The soldiers looked at each other.

"There's another detail, which is that the guy spoke GAY♂GAY - I don't know if that's a trait." The store manager smiled embarrassedly.

"GAYGAY?" The soldiers looked at each other in surprise and said, "Of course, this is certainly a feature!" ”

"It turned out to be an Englishman with a Dutch name." The squad leader also sneered twice, "I said where he got the naval explosives, it turned out to be provided by the Royal Navy......"

After saying that, the squad leader turned to the store manager and asked, "Mr. store manager, can you give us his information?" To be honest, he owes us something, and we have to go and get it back. ”

"No problem, no problem." The store manager nodded and walked to the back room, and it didn't take long for him to walk back with a big notebook, hand the notebook to the squad leader and say, "This is the controlled items information management book, the Netherlands, oh no, the information filled in by the British is in it." ”

Hearing this, the squad leader opened the notebook, found the column of "Bram Van Persie", memorized the address above, and then covered the notebook, handed it back to the store manager along with the remuneration of 50 marks, and thanked him sincerely: "Thank you, Mr. for your cooperation!" I'm sorry for you! ”

"Wherever and wherever I am, it's what I should do to cooperate with you." When the store manager saw that there was still money to take, the corners of his mouth immediately grinned to his ears.

The squad leader went out with a group of soldiers, jumped into the truck, gave the general information to the friendly troops, and then drove quickly towards the address.

Bram von Pesse's address was a small two-story building on the west side of the city, whose doors were still closed when the soldiers arrived, apparently still in the house.

After a sharp braking, two trucks came to a sharp stop in front of the building, and 20 Wehrmacht soldiers armed with loaded G41 semi-automatic rifles skillfully cooperated with each other to surround the building, while another forty or fifty soldiers blocked the entire street.

"Listen to the people inside! We are the Wehrmacht! You're already surrounded! Throw your weapon! We, the Wehrmacht, will never hurt you! Repeat! We are not SS! We will not harm the captives! Leading the team around the small building was a company commander with the rank of captain, who poked his head out of the small building with a megaphone and shouted into the small building to persuade him to surrender.

"Don't shoot! Don't shoot! Soon a cry came from the small building.

A female crying.

"Nima, this British agent is still a woman? Didn't you say it's a GAY, oh no, a man? The company commander asked the squad leader beside him suspiciously.

"Yes......" The squad leader couldn't figure it out.

"We don't shoot! You throw your weapon out first! The company commander shook his head and shouted again.

As soon as the words fell, a broom flew out of the small building.

“……”

The soldiers at the scene all looked at each other, their faces full of bewilderment.

"Rush in!" The company commander had no choice but to order with a black face.

The 19 brave Wehrmacht soldiers immediately burst forward with their guns raised, but they did not see the expected British agent, only a shivering middle-aged woman.

"What? What about the British? "After turning over the small building, the squad leader went crazy.

"You...... You mean the Dutchman? The trembling Belgian woman dared to ask.

"Uh...... Right! It's the Dutchman who used to live here! ”

"He's gone,......" said the woman as she pulled a note out of her pocket, "he sold me the house at a low price, and gave me a note saying that if a German came to him, he would give it to him......"

The squad leader took the note suspiciously, and his face darkened after looking at it.

There were only two short words on the note - "Idiot German"