Fang Lang, who was sitting in the car, looked at the courtyard of the professor's house, and said to Qi Qingshan, who was sitting in the passenger seat:

"After the arranger picks up the professor and his wife, arrange for the two brothers to go into the professor's house and find the basement of the professor's house.

See what you find, remember not to do anything you see, come back to me right away, and let me decide what to do next."

Qi Qingshan was stunned when he heard Fang Lang's order, completely unable to understand why Fang Lang, who was still talking and laughing with others just now, suddenly wanted to arrange for someone to sneak into someone else's house to search.

However, the duty of a soldier still made him reflexively say:

"Yes, sir."

After answering, Qi Qingshan really wanted to ask why? However, seeing Fang Lang's pensive appearance, the smart choice closed his mouth.

At about six o'clock in the evening, in an Italian restaurant that was still open in Aachen, Germany, the Kent professor and his wife were sitting opposite Fang Lang, talking and laughing.

"Mr. Professor, I wonder what you were doing before you became a professor at Aachen University?"

Chatting and chatting, Fang Lang led the topic to the professor's original work.

Perhaps too many people have asked about this topic, and Mr. Professor said very casually:

"Before that, I was engaged in theoretical research on machine tools at the University of Munich, but our laboratory is for the government, so the level of secrecy is relatively high, so I am sorry that I can't be too specific."

Good guys, there is actually a level of secrecy. Your Third Reich has fallen, and what level of secrecy are you talking about here.

Meaning, it's a secret.

There is also confidential research on machine tools, and you are also a talent.

I almost thought you were working on the atomic bomb.

The more he talked, the more Fang Lang felt that there was something wrong with the two people in front of him.

Fang Lang has not taken the initiative to discuss with the other party how much salary to give the other party every month, and the other party does not seem to be in a hurry.

This Fang Lang always felt very strange.

However, since someone had been arranged to investigate the professor's couple's home, he had no way to determine whether it was his delusion until the results came out.

can only continue to praise Mr. Professor at the dinner table, and at the same time, quietly persuade the professor and his wife to drink.

Originally, Fang Lang's original intention was to get the professor and his wife drunk and buy a little more time for the soldiers who went to investigate at home.

As a result, as the professor and his wife drank more and more, they naturally began to talk more, and they took the initiative to talk about their views on some things.

Although the two did not reveal any specific information, Fang Lang quickly judged from the parents mentioned by the professor's wife that the professor's wife might have been working as a farmer in the countryside.

As for the professor, it is very likely that the professor is an ordinary skilled worker, but the general mechanic in Germany also has a secondary school education, so for people of this era, they can also be regarded as literate people.

This made Fang Lang even more sure that his guess was not wrong.

At the same time, the home of the Cotter County professor. A big man has already burrowed into the house through a backyard window.

In the light of the flashlight, start looking around, because the order is very clear, find the basement of the house and dive in to see what is going on inside.

Therefore, Dahan's efficiency is very high, and he scanned the layout of the room with a flashlight, and groped directly in the direction of the stairwell.

Because the location of the basement is usually placed near the stairwell, as expected, there is a small locked door under the stairs on the first floor.

This kind of small door obviously couldn't stop people, but I saw him take out his gadgets, open the small door by two, and after walking a few steps down the stairs, there was another door.

However, the door was opened and closed on the outside, apparently to prevent someone from opening it from the inside.

After opening this door, Dahan smelled a foul smell of urine, which made people think that they had come to the toilet.

But I saw a wooden bucket at the door of the basement, and there was some excrement in the bucket.

On the right side of the wall

There was a dim electric lamp, under which there was a large drawing table, and on the table was an unfinished drawing.

On the left is a small shelf with rolls of drawings on the shelf.

On the left side of the wall was a small single wooden bed, on which lay a man with long hair and beard, whose age was unclear.

The man's left leg was bound by a pair of shackles, the chains of which hung from the ground, connecting to an iron hook on the ground in the middle of the basement.

Apparently it was a small cell, and judging by the man's hair and beard, the man had been held here for at least four years.

Dahan was obviously taken aback when he saw the scene in front of him, but he didn't act rashly.

I heard a slight snoring sound from the man, and judged that the other party should be asleep.

I was about to turn around and leave, but after thinking about it, I went into the house and went to the shelf in the basement, pulled out a roll of drawings, and then gently closed the door and left.

What he didn't notice was that when he closed the door, the man lying on the bed slowly opened his eyes, looking nervous and looking evasively at the closed door.

The big man quickly exited the Kent professor's house and came to a small car parked on the side of the road.

When the people in the car saw him come out, they didn't make a sound, and silently left the scene in the car.

Soon Fang Lang, who was eating in the restaurant, saw Qi Qingshan nodding to himself from afar.

Fang Lang found an excuse to go to the toilet and came to Qi Qingshan's side.

"Boss, our men went into the basement and found a prison cell holding a man sleeping, and we didn't alarm him as you asked.

However, in addition to a bed, there was a large drafting table with unfinished drawings on the table.

Our guys pulled out a scroll of finished drawings next to it, would you like to take a look?"

Glancing at the Kent professor and his wife, who were still eating very happily at the table, the corner of Fang Lang's mouth leaked a smile with a chill.

"Look at them, I'll look at the drawings."

After finishing speaking, he walked out, Qi Qingshan nodded, and after making a look at the person beside him, he followed Fang Lang to an unmanned private room in the restaurant.

There were two soldiers waiting in the private room, and after seeing Fang Lang come in, they hurriedly got up, Fang Lang nodded to the two, and one opened the drawing on the table.

Although Fang Lang doesn't understand German, from the graphics, Fang Lang can still determine that this is a mechanical drawing, but Fang Lang doesn't know what parts are drawn on the specific drawings.

However, this is enough to confirm their own suspicions.

Fang Lang showed a satisfied smile and said to Qi Qingshan beside him:

"Wait a minute, we'll take the professor and his wife home, and I'm going to visit the prisoners who are being held by the two of them."

"Yes, boss!"

Qi Qingshan took two soldiers, put away the drawings and retreated.

After Fang Lang washed his hands, he returned to the table with a smile on his face, and continued to talk to the two as if nothing had happened.

But he stopped drinking.

Soon, at the end of the meal, Fang Lang offered to personally send the Kent couple home, and the professor and his wife felt very valued and readily agreed.

However, in the car, Fang Lang seemed a little silent.

The Kent professor and his wife had drunk a little too much today, and the two of them were still talking and laughing in the back seat, and they didn't feel anything unusual at all.

After returning home, Fang Lang did not wait for the two of them, but got out of the car first and walked towards the door of the professor's house.

When the Kent couple walked to the door of the house, they saw Fang Lang standing at the door of the house waiting for the two of them, and the professor smiled and said:

"Mr. Fang, I am very satisfied with today's dinner, you are so enthusiastic, you can just send it here."

Fang Lang smiled and said:

"Won't Mr. Professor invite me in for a glass of water?"

Upon hearing this, the professor's wife laughed and said:

"So Mr. Fang

If you're thirsty, come in quickly, and I'll pour you water."

After saying that, he stepped forward and opened the door.

Fang Lang followed the two into the room, and walked directly to the main seat of the sofa in the living room, as if he was back at home, which made Mr. Professor's brows furrow, and he scolded in his heart: "Tu Baozi who doesn't understand etiquette."

With a gentle smile on his face, he sat down on the sofa.

Looking at the professor's gentle smile, Fang Lang also smiled and said:

"I wonder if Mr. Professor can introduce me to which gentleman in your basement."

With the sound of a water cup falling to the ground, the water cup that the professor's wife was carrying fell directly to the ground, and the faces of the professor and his wife changed greatly.

After a long while, the professor was the first to come to his senses and said:

"Mr. Fang, I don't quite understand what you mean."

Perhaps it was because he heard the professor's calm words that gave the professor's wife confidence, and the professor's wife immediately said in a loud voice:

"What nonsense are you talking about, what kind of gentleman in the basement."

Looking at the two of them with a dead duck's hard expression, Fang Lang smiled and said:

"Do you need my own man to bring up the gentleman in the basement?"

The professor's wife immediately said with a stern expression:

"What do you want to do, this is my house, who allowed you to mess around in my house."

Madame said as she walked towards Fang Lang, pointing her finger at Fang Lang in a shrewd posture of scolding the street.

Soon, a pistol beside her was pressed against her head, and the cold touch, like a talisman, made him instantly nailed to the spot, not daring to make a sound.

The professor saw the lady who was pointed at gunpoint, and then looked at several black-clothed men behind him, and said with a little trepidation:

"Who the hell are you and what are you going to do?"

Hearing the professor's words, Fang Lang did not answer, but unhurriedly took out a cigar from his pocket, cut off the eggplant, and slowly lit it with a match.

After the entire section of the cigar is completely ignited, I take a deep breath and let the aroma circle in my mouth before slowly exhaling it.

looked at the professor and his wife in front of him with a slightly playful expression and said:

"I'm an officer in the British M16, and I suspect you now that you're the remnant."

As soon as the two of them heard Fang Lang's words, their faces changed greatly, and the professor's wife knelt directly on the ground and said:

"Sir, there is a misunderstanding! We're not **!"

Mr. Professor's face was also pale, his hands on his knees were clutching his knees, his knuckles were a little white, and his legs were shaking.

Fang Lang looked at him, so frightened that he shook his head again and again:

"Sir, there must be some misunderstanding, we are really not **!"

"Then how do you explain your abuse of lynching and imprisoning others?"

The cold gaze looked at the two of them, and suddenly made both of them feel a little nervous about incontinence.

When the two heard Fang Lang directly talk about the situation of imprisoning others, they no longer had a fluke mentality in their hearts.

Mr. Professor was also so frightened that he quickly fell from the sofa to the ground and couldn't stand up.