March 1948, East Germany.

Sitting on the bumpy bus, Barlow was tightly wrapped in a woolen coat, although it no longer snowed in March in Germany, but the endless rainy days made the roads muddy and terrible, coupled with the gray weather, it seemed that the whole country had turned into a gray hue, he couldn't help but curse, "This damn country, with this ghost weather." ”

The man sitting next to him frowned, put his finger to his lips and made a silent gesture, "Shut up, this is East Germany, not your Belgium." Beware of the slightest misword, and you will be arrested by the secret police and taken to prison. That place is a hell you never want to see. ”

The East German intelligence agency, the Stasi, was the notorious state apparatus, and all of East Germany was controlled by a million Stasi secret police and, of course, more than two million whistleblowers. Openness is everywhere, and their purpose is to know every detail of someone else's life. According to later published statistics, on average, one in three people is being monitored.

Perhaps because of the butterfly effect, Stasi, which was supposed to be established in 1950, appeared in the eyes of the world two years ahead of schedule to deal with the resistance of the resistance.

Barlow obediently closed his mouth, he didn't know where his boss found this person, Barlow only knew that his name was Green Will, and he didn't know anything about the other identities, Barlow didn't like this kind of unclear character, he once wanted to use his previous network to find out, but found nothing.

A guy who can't even find a way out of himself, not a top spy is not far from this, Barlow is a little depressed, don't all such guys stay in the Soviet Union or the United States? How can it be related to Belgium? However, Barlow eventually resisted his curiosity, because the more he knew, the more likely he was to be favored by the Grim Reaper.

The bus stopped, and it was another checkpoint guarded by soldiers, which became more and more common since entering the East German border, and the communication between the people of East and West Germany was severely restricted, because they were afraid that bourgeois saboteurs would infiltrate the country.

Because Barlow can easily deal with the previous levels, he didn't take this seriously. But Greene Weir, who is trained in intelligence, gently patted Barlow's thigh, pointed to the man in an officer's coat outside the window, and said, "Be careful, that person is Stacy's secret police." ”

Everyone had to get out of the car, and then line up to be checked, and the soldier was holding Demu in his hand with a low roar, staring at all the passengers with a fierce look, and Barlow was terrified to watch.

The Stasi secret police in long leather boots paced back and forth around a line of people, and Barlow noticed the uncontrollable shaking of the young man's legs next to him, but he didn't say anything, knowing that the Gestapo had also noticed the detail.

"You, come out." The secret police said to the young man with a fierce look, and Greenwell watched as the poor young man was carried out by two sturdy soldiers.

"What have you done, hurry up and explain!" A soldier pointed his gun at the young man, and Demu also cooperated with two low roars at the right time to cooperate with his master, which really coped with the words of the dog fight.

"I didn't do anything, I can swear to God." The young man shook his head desperately.

"If you didn't, then why be afraid?" The secret policeman's hand slowly slid onto the Makarov holster on his waist, and this extremely deterrent action instantly collapsed the psychological defense of the young man who was already on the verge of collapse.

Stasi not only had the right to secretly arrest a person, but also had the right to secretly execute suspected spies.

"Please don't kill me, I'm just secretly bringing a few bottles of wine into East Germany." The young man almost fell to his knees and hugged the secret policeman's thigh, and wept bitterly.

"You mean there's wine?" A look of greed flashed across the secret policeman's face, and he nodded to the soldier next to him, who got into the car and quickly retrieved a case of wine from his luggage.

"Good, good." The secret police smiled hideously, turned around and ordered the soldiers behind him, "Arrest him on charges of trying to bring the decadent pleasures of the bourgeoisie into our world." ”

Everyone listened to the unfortunate lad's cry, and then he was taken into the car by the soldiers. Just as everyone was secretly relieved, the secret police suddenly stopped in front of Barlow.

"What is the purpose of your visit to the GDR?" The secret police asked.

Barlow wanted to visit relatives, but Greenwell preemptively said, "Sir, we're here on a trip. ”

"Travel?" The secret police frowned, patted Greenwell on the shoulder, and said in a cold voice, "This is not a good season to travel, and the war has just ended, so there is nothing for you to enjoy. ”

"Yes, but I want to see how many classical buildings there are in this land that have not been destroyed by artillery fire, after all, Germany was once a country full of people." Greenwell glanced at his black leather gloves and replied with an unchanged face.

"And now this is the land of the people, not the paradise of the bourgeoisie and feudalism." The secret police crossed their hands behind their backs, trying to dig out some information from Greenwell Will's eyes. Unfortunately, he couldn't see any flaws in Green's eyes.

Barlow, who had been observing his words, consciously took out a pack of cigarettes and handed it to the secret police, who smiled heartily, generously accepted Barlow's bribe, and then waved to the soldiers guarding the checkpoint, "Let go." ”

Greenwill and Barlow got back into the bus, and Barlow, a little annoyed at the stranger's assertive actions, asked, "Why do you say we're here to travel to this place?" Fools also know that this is not a good season to travel. ”

"If I'm not mistaken, you're trying to say we're here to meet relatives, aren't you?" Green asked.

"Of course, all the people who move around the east and west are because of family members." Apparently Barlow did his homework.

"Then I would like to ask, where does your relative live, how many streets does his family have, who is his family member, what is the relationship with you, and what will happen if you can't answer? Even if you answer and he says you can't go, you have to confirm it with Berlin, what will happen? Greenwell's words silenced Barlow's question, he really hadn't thought about these things.

"I don't care whether the secret resistance in East Germany is dead or alive, but I can't spare you if it affects Albert's overall plan." Green said this calmly, and Barlow's heart suddenly tightened.

can't spare you, what does it mean?

However, Barlow's trip was much more dangerous than anything he had done before, providing arms to the secret resistance in East Germany and intelligence on high-ranking members of the GDR, which could be regarded as an act of espionage.

"The sword and shield of the party?" GreenWill laughed disdainfully, "The motto is good, but no matter how you justify it, they are just a bunch of Nazi brutes who only see the people as enemies and traitors." ”

The secret police, who were also watching the bus farther and farther away, took a cigarette in his mouth and asked the soldier next to him, "Has the news been sent out?" ”

The soldier nodded, "It's been sent, and the news from headquarters is that there will be secret police tracking this car and those two people along the way." ”

"Good." He threw away half of the cigarette in his hand, stepped on it with his boots, and stepped the unburned tobacco into the muddy ground, "This time it is likely to be two big fish, if you are really caught, everyone here has the opportunity to be promoted and raised." ”

"It's just that I don't understand, they don't look like spies." Someone interjected.

"If you can't see it, it's right." The secret police glared at him, and said angrily, "Which spy have you ever seen that looks like a spy?" ”

It's just that when all of them were cheering and rejoicing, they didn't see that there seemed to be a ripple in the air in the grass not far away, and a transparent object that could barely see the outline flashed, and then quickly returned to calm.