One night, the streets were long deserted because of the night curfew, and the bustling patrol soldiers were consciously or unconsciously moving away from some noisy-sounding houses. No matter how loud it was inside, how loud it was to smash things, or even the sound of someone calling for help, the patrol captains didn't seem to care at all, just took a detour.

In one of the houses of an apartment sat several people wearing hats, and a few stood in the middle of the living room, and in the middle of the group was a dying adult, judging by the combination of his shirt and suspender suit pants, it was obvious that he was an office worker, but at the moment there was no human form.

A man in a plaid suit walked up to him and asked softly, "What do you offer to the rioters?" Who gave it to you and how did you tell it? ”

The office worker opened his mouth and seemed to have some scruples, but closed his mouth again and refused to speak. The man in the checkered suit was not annoyed, but waved his hand, and then the people standing on both sides picked up a carpet and covered the head of the office worker, and then put him down on the ground, and picked up some furniture and sticks scattered on the ground to greet the staff. The miserable sound was not loud because it could not be effectively transmitted through the carpet, and the dull shouting did not interfere with the neighbors' sleep.

Such scenes are being played out simultaneously in Berlin and several surrounding cities, and the methods may vary, but the beaters cover almost all occupations, and strangely enough, the people patrolling the streets hear it and do not care, and occasionally a few policemen come to inquire about it, but they are also blocked by the guards at the gate and told not to enter. The policemen had no choice but to give up, some were persuaded to leave, and some were not to be outdone and got into a stalemate with the guards and patrol soldiers.

As the sky began to light up, and there were not many people on the streets, cars took these people away from their homes, some to the outskirts of the country, and some to the police station. Earhart was walking out of an apartment at this time, standing at the door, he looked at the empty street, and then looked at the patrol soldiers who were looking at him curiously, Earhart didn't care at all, but lit a cigarette and walked over.

The patrol leader saw Earhart? Cecil walked slowly and greeted him, he was actually quite worried in his heart, yesterday evening when he was about to go out into the street to start patrolling, he received an order from his superiors, telling them to ignore them all night, no one can go out on the street without a special pass, and those with a special pass must not be disturbed if they have already started to do something. There are not a few people who have received orders like this captain, some of them know it well and do not say much, and some of them refuse, and then they are transferred to other posts or change the patrol time.

Earhart? Cecil handed out the cigarette in his hand to the patrolling soldiers, pulled the captain aside and asked, "How long have you been patrolling this neighborhood?" ”

The captain didn't react to the cigarette given by Earhart for a while, and then paused before replying: "It's been almost two years, what's the matter?" ”

Earhart? Cecil pretended not to care and said, "It's nothing, just ask, did you meet some strange people while patrolling?" ”

The captain savored the words carefully and said, "Strange people? Do you mean someone who goes out despite curfew? Quite a lot. He pointed to the people who were still waiting for him at the door of the apartment, and then said, "As for you people, I'm afraid there are not as many people as those who violate the curfew." ”

Earhart? Cecil waved his hand absently and said, "You don't care how many of us there are, you just need to tell me, among those who violate the curfew, how many dignitaries and nobles are there?" Or are there some forces and influences? ”

The captain hesitated at this time, didn't he know? Of course he knew, and basically knew everything, these long-term curfew violators also began to become frequent in the past two years, at first they were still cowering, and later after they became close to him, they accepted a lot of bribes, so they turned a blind eye, but he was basically familiar with these people. But he didn't dare to say these people, some of them he didn't care, but there were also many people he couldn't afford to provoke as a patrol leader.

Earhart? Cecil seemed to see through his scruples and said, "You don't need to scruples, you tell me your name, and I won't tell anyone else, it can be those who have been taken away, right?" ”

Captain listened to Earhart? Cecil's assurances were still a little hesitant.

Earhart? Cecil saw that his assurances worked and said, "Don't worry, no one will find out about you, no one will know, and no one will aspire to you, don't worry." But if I find out that you were involved, or if you didn't say anything, then it's not like I can help you. If you think about it, you need to know that your children and your wife still need your care, don't let your wife and children down! You tell me? ”

The captain also loosened a lot after listening to Earhart's stick and carrot policy, he didn't care without the filial piety of these people, but if he lost his wife and children, he didn't dare or agree. He didn't doubt at all that this young man, who was a little scumbag at the age, could do what he said and even his superiors were afraid of, how could he afford to provoke him? Although those high-ranking officials and nobles also can't be provoked, those people are good at doing things according to the rules, and they want to rectify him from the surface, but the person in front of him is obviously not this way, like a madman.

The captain struggled for a moment before pulling the source a little further, and then slowly said some names behind the others' backs, Earhart? Cecil took out a small notebook and wrote it down. After the captain finished speaking, Earhart patted him lightly on the back and said, "Don't worry, no one will find you, but you are responsible for the people under your hands." ”

The captain got Earhart again? Cecil let out a long breath after his assurance, and said, "I can trust my own people. ”

But Earhart? When Cecil heard this, the corners of his mouth curled up and said teasingly: "Don't say that you can be trusted, if you find any problems with your subordinates, you can tell me, and I will help you solve it." ”

The captain was still in a daze thinking about what he said, and the latter had already taken his own people in a few cars and pressed a few people away.

Several patrolling soldiers ran to the captain's side curiously. One boldly asked, "Captain, who are they?" I've never seen it before, and it's not a policeman, so why did you arrest someone? The police don't care, don't we care? ”

The captain said in despair: "Tube? How? I don't dare to take care of things, even my superiors don't dare to take care of things, aren't we looking for death when we meddle? Okay, let's get the team, hurry home and find your daughter-in-law. ”

While they were forming a line in the street, several more cars whizzed by, and there was a soldier who wanted to stop them, but the cars did not stop at all, but slowed down slightly, and a man from behind reached out from the car and took out a special pass that they would remember for the rest of their lives, and then drove away.