The sudden presence of strangers at the Reims Hotel did not cause any alarm in the hostel.

Now it's war, coming and going, there are so many people of all kinds, there's nothing to be surprised about. Even if one kind of person exists, the hostel will not be surprised at all:

Spy!

The profession of espionage has existed for a long time, especially between Germany and France, and it has become common for Germany and France to send a large number of spies to each other.

Some spies even know each other's identities.

The reason is very simple, there will always be people here, and when they get here, they always like to wander around, asking about the local situation, and there is a good chance that such people are spies.

But the French spies in Reims would never expose these German spies. For one thing, spies like them are small people in peripheral organizations, and even if they are caught, they are of little value. Second, God knows when he will go to the Germans and be recognized by his German counterparts, so it is better to leave some leeway.

As the war continued, it became a tacit affair in Reims.

When Wang Weiyi arrived at the Reims Hotel, his companions had already arrived. Gathered at Rommel's quarters, the room suddenly became cramped.

"So far, we haven't figured out exactly where von Kilok lives." Manstein said straight to the point: "The spy who was supposed to be here with us has not appeared yet, and we have no information at all."

The spy didn't show up? Wang Weiyi frowned.

Manstein shook his head affirmatively.

Did something go wrong? Once the spies who received them were captured by the French and the special detachment was surrendered, the situation would suddenly become complicated and the entire detachment would be in danger

Intelligence had become crucial to the kidnapping of von Kirok, but now the most important point had been cut off.

There was an agreed knock at the door, and all the people took up their weapons, and Guderian got up and went to open the door, and the horsepower came in.

"Found the whereabouts of that Chinese." As soon as Ma Li came in and closed the door, Wang Weiyi immediately opened the Lance map, and Ma Li pointed to it: "Right here, this was originally a post office, and it was temporarily requisitioned after the outbreak of the war to hold some prisoners who were not particularly important." Guo's luck was relatively bad, about ten days ago, there were some incidents of Chinese escape, so the French transferred all the Chinese laborers here in order to avoid such a further incident."

Wang Weiyi immediately understood that Guo Yunfeng was arrested as a fugitive Chinese laborer!

Hell, it seems that the omen of this operation is not very good, first Guo Yunfeng was arrested, and then the spy of the joint has not appeared yet.

After a deep sigh, he asked, "How's the defense there?" ”

"There were about twenty or so French soldiers, without heavy weapons." Ma Li had apparently made the situation very clear: "Commanding them was a second lieutenant named Beamonai"

"Beamonay?" Hearing the name, Elena couldn't help but call out, and then laughed at each other with Manstein and Rommel.

"Why, do you know him?" Hope rose in Wang Weiyi's heart.

"Yes. We know him well. "Before the war, our family used to come to Reims every year for a holiday, and even the very tense sides didn't abandon this tradition. I remember that year Beamon Ayle and his family also went to Germany and were very well received by us. Erwin and Fritz were also involved, but they didn't have a very good impression of Monai. ”

"A conceited, self-righteous person." Rommel said coldly, and then frowned again: "But he is very smart, and it is not easy to get people out of his hands." ”

Wang Weiyi pursed his lips, but he saw hope in it.

After a while, he put away the map: "General El Raffarin will have a drinking party in the evening, Fritz and I saved Colonel Gustav, and we are among the invitees, I think I will get some information there, it would be better to meet von Kirok"

Speaking of this, there was a commotion outside the hostel.

Wang Weiyi asked his subordinates to go back to their respective rooms, and he and Rommel walked out.

Outside, many people gathered, and Wang Weiyi saw Guderian among them, holding an object wrapped in newspaper in his hand.

As soon as he saw Wang Weiyi, Guderian greeted him and shook the things wrapped in newspaper in front of Wang Weiyi: "Twenty years of 'Mulantan' rum." ”

Wang Weiyi didn't expect Guderian's efficiency to be so high, how long did he get wine?

"Killed three, but I didn't kill them." Guderian said indifferently: "Don't worry, although those who do black market trading are looking for me everywhere, as long as I am careful, they will not be discovered." ”

Although he said it easily, Wang Weiyi knew that the process of Taoism was not so easy. If you offend those gangsters, you won't have a good time.

He handed the wine to Wang Weiyi and pointed at the onlookers: "There was a corpse that was thrown outside the hostel just now, and I heard that it also offended the local gangsters." ”

Wang Weiyi was a little curious, approached the crowd and took a look, and when he saw it, his heart sank to the bottom.

A corpse lay there silently, looking horrible and obviously tortured before it died. The fatal wound was the one in the heart.

These are not important, what matters is that the man wears a pair of very vintage riding boots with two striking copper ornaments on them.

And this is the mark of the spy who is responsible for connecting with Wang Weiyi!

The spy who wanted to join was not caught by the French, but it was even more helpless: he died!

"Poor man, huh?" A Frenchman in his thirties shrugged his shoulders on the side: "I heard that he offended Popovac, who is very powerful here, but it was only two days before he was poisoned." The police should be here in a while, but what can the police do when they come? They wouldn't offend Popovac, and even General Raffarin needed Popovac's help in many things. ”

Popovac? Wang Weiyi felt that the name was somewhat familiar.

Then he remembered what Countess Léonne had said to herself: "I think you must need help when you go there." You can go to him if necessary. His name, Depsimond Jean Popovac. ”

(Brothers, I'm here to ask you for recommendation votes again, Xie Lu Xie!)