One hundred and twenty-two. "Spy"?

Mond Jean Popovac!

This is the person the Countess said could help herself? Wang Weiyi could only smile bitterly. The Countess's "friend" actually killed the German spy who was in charge of connecting with him.

The result is laughable.

The Frenchman looked at Wang Weiyi, and then glanced at him.

Wang Weiyi didn't know what he wanted to do, so he silently followed him to the side, and the Frenchman looked at the side: "My name is Pease, what about you, sir?" ”

"Moyol. Guy de Moyol. ”

"No, you're not called Moyol." Pease smiled mysteriously.

Wang Weiyi suddenly became nervous, and his hand fell. Could it be that his identity was discovered by the other party? If that's the case, you'll have to evacuate here immediately.

"Your name is Moyol, but I don't think you want to tell me your real name, do you? Ah, then I'll call you Moyol. Pease pointed forward, "You're from the Germans, aren't you?" ”

Wang Weiyi's heart suddenly relaxed, it seems that the other party thinks of himself as a German spy!

Now I understand why I want to live in the Reims Hotel, which is a mixed place full of outsiders, soldiers, and low-level spies. Such places are often reluctant to even come and take care of them, and instead become the safest hiding places.

Wang Weiyi didn't speak, only guessed correctly: "Ha, I know the way, an unfamiliar face." Moyol, you are wearing a French uniform, but your rank is lieutenant, and a lieutenant will not be here."

Wang Weiyi understood why the other party would think that he was a spy.

Actually, it's right to think about it, there is no difference between yourself and a spy

"Hearing about a new offensive by the Germans, Colonel Gustav failed." Pease is very accurate about the things on the front line: "You learned that Lu Dao has been too calm lately, and there is no valuable information. I'm going to raise three children, three, and without intelligence, I can't bring them back bread. Moyol, you are the same, right? I think we can exchange some information with each other without harming the interests of our own countries."

Pease is telling the truth. Low-level spies like him can only survive by constantly gathering intelligence, and most of them are not doing well.

It is precisely because of this that there is a constant exchange of information between low-level spies in Germany and France.

They also have to live, and not all spies are as beautiful as they are portrayed in the movies

Wang Weiyi figured this out and said with a smile: "I have some good information, but it depends on what you exchange it for." ”

"Aha, you're a smart man, and you might be able to have a good time in the future." Pease laughed, then put away his smile and lowered his voice: "Do you know the way?" Major de Sade of the 3rd Directorate of Operations of the French Intelligence Service is almost in Reims"

Wang Weiyi remained silent: "What kind of intelligence is this?" ”

"Hey, you don't know Major Sadsad." Pease lit a cigarette and took a few hard puffs: "If there is nothing major, the 3rd Operations Bureau will not be mobilized." Major de Sade's a freak, and he wouldn't have been used unless he had something big. ”

Wang Weiyi began to vaguely know what he said in his heart, "If there is no big thing, he will not be used", there is only one big thing to come to Reims:

Take Baron von Kilok!

"Do you know the specific time he came here, and what he came here for?" Wang Weiyi only pretended to ask casually.

"Hey, I don't have that much at it." Pease threw away his cigarette: "I'm also part of the 3rd Operations Bureau, and of course you can understand that I don't have access to such a high-ranking official. How's that, this information is enough for you to go back and hand it in, right? What about you, do you have any good information to share with me? ”

Wang Weiyi suddenly had an idea in his heart: "Although this is not enough to make me tempted, but since I am all doing this, I have to provide you with a particularly valuable piece of information, but before that, you have to do me another favor." ”

Hearing the words "particularly valuable information", Pease's eyes lit up: "Say, what do you need me to do." ”

"Do you know those people at the post office?"

"Of course, there are quite a few of them who know me. You learned that I don't have to be so careful in Reims. ”

"I have a friend who is locked up there," Wang Weiyi said lightly, "I have to find a way to get him out, so I need the names, ranks, and even physiognomy of every officer and soldier there." Can you do it, Pease? ”

A sly smile appeared on Pease's face, "Do you want to save your friend?" It's not easy. And it's very difficult to do, and you need to pay a lot of money. ”

"Some French officers preparing to mutiny"

Wang Weiyi's words made Pease's face change greatly: "What you said is true? ”

"It's going to be a pleasure for you and me to work together, Pease." Wang Weiyi tidied up his clothes: "How much time do you need?" ”

Pease's mind was spinning sharply.

God, the French officers who are ready to mutiny? If this news is true, then the value of this information is simply too great, and it will even be possible to exchange himself for the rank of sergeant. Then the life of his family will be guaranteed.

Regardless of whether what the other party said was true or not, Pease was ready to give it a try. People who easily let go of this opportunity are really fools. Regardless, Pease decided to choose to trust the other party for once.

"Twelve hours, is that enough? Moyol? Pease asked tentatively.

"Twelve hours, Pease, and I'll wait for your good news." Wang Weiyi intentionally or unintentionally revealed the bottle of "Mulantan" rum: "When the time comes, I may consider giving you a bottle of good wine." ”

Pease's eyes lit up, at this time the other party was able to get such a large bottle of wine, it seemed that he had some way to do it in Lance.

And this also increased Pease's determination even more.

He didn't dare to delay too much, and immediately left the hotel to do what "Moyol" had explained. At this time, the police also arrived, and Wang Weiyi slowly returned to his room. He called Manstein over:

"Fritz, do you like acting?"

"I don't like it very much, I prefer to act with the enemy on the battlefield." Manstein said with a serious expression.

"But this time you have to act, put on a good show." Wang Weiyi smiled slightly: "I think you will like the role you play, this is much more exciting than on the battlefield." ”

Manstein thought for a moment: "What exactly do you want me to do?" ”