Dawn Redemption

Fein's surprise didn't show, it was only as if he was hit hard in his heart.

"Sir, do you still need to read this file?" The person next to him had just handed a file to Finn, and Finn took it over and quickly opened it. He looked down and saw the name at first glance.

Helga Beckmann.

Sure enough it was him.

He looked up and saw that face, it was really him.The commander of the Dachau concentration camp, that tall, fat man.

But shouldn't he be in Dachau concentration camp?Finn thought of his villa on the top of a small hill that was almost decorated like a medieval castle, with its flashy crystal lamps and deer head decorations with exaggerated horns at the corners.But this information is useless for the time being, the important thing is... why is he here?

When Beckman raised his hand in return, he finally saw Finn's appearance clearly.Finn didn't know if he recognized him, but saw that he pretended to look away casually and refused to meet his eyes, and continued to talk to other people.

Although Finn was puzzled, he could only temporarily put it aside and handed the things in his hand to the colleague next to him.Standing there and listening to them talking for a while, they left the building together and walked to a hotel a few streets away, not too far away.

Fein doesn't talk much, just chatting with colleagues occasionally.Beckman was almost the same as when Finn saw him a year ago, and he still had that kind expression, but it was unclear whether this expression was a mask or real flesh and blood.Along the way, he chatted with other people very kindly, but it seemed that he did not talk to Finn on purpose.

Quickly recalling the episode of the intersection with this person a year ago, Fein decided that he had nothing against Beckman.But based on the fact that Beckman knew that he was Noah's adjutant, Finn did not dare to relax his vigilance.This was firmly held in his hands like a handle, and when he got to the center, the closer he was to himself, the closer he was to the core power of this world, the greater the danger.

What's more, if it weren't for that "secret" conversation between him and Noah, Noah wouldn't have had the idea of ​​pushing Finn away from the crime-filled area of ​​the concentration camp, and quickly put it into action.Although it was out of good intentions, and although he could not be blamed, Finn still did not like Beckman's kind face.

However, if he caught Finn, shouldn't he be avoiding Finn all the time, should it be the other way around?

There should be some details that he left out.Finn sighed, but his mind was in a mess, and the matter of Noah was still lingering, and he couldn't think of it for a while.It is not yet known what connection there is.He could only walk into the hotel with doubts, find his own seat and sit down.

He was not in the mood for the whole banquet, and on such an occasion, he couldn't get himself drunk like he did in the tavern last time.

Fortunately, the scale of this gathering was much smaller than that of the last one, so that Finn would not feel too strongly uncomfortable.

If Finn was given another chance to be principled, he would think it over carefully.It's fine for him to be a soldier with this personality, but he is not suitable to be thrown above the officialdom and deal with people every day.And as far as Fein is concerned now, having experienced Auschwitz once, he would never want to experience it a second time.

Finn raised his glass, responded to his colleague's toast, and took a shallow sip.He thought about it seriously. If he had a choice, his ideal life would be to open a small bookstore like the old man he met earlier.Of course, with Noah.

Noah should have been his hope, his light.But now even he has to admit that Noah's affairs are like a burden, which prevents him from relaxing.

He can't avoid it, he can only carry it.The weight of Noah in his heart was so heavy that it was almost unbearable, but he couldn't let it go.

The rich food on the table didn't make him feel better. Even though Finn felt hungry, he didn't have any appetite, so he could only eat a few symbolic bites, so as not to let others see that his state was wrong and cause suspicion.Although he also felt that no one would be so bored as to leave the delicious food behind to pay attention to a silent and inconspicuous person like himself.

Maybe a lot of what he's doing now, and most of it, is unnecessary.

With such an idea, Finn suddenly felt very dangerous.There is no way to predict whether this kind of thing is worth it. By the time you really know, it is already too late.In order to ensure that he can survive the turmoil safely, all Finn can do is to be more cautious, keep this suspicion, and do everything he can to perfection, not even half a point.

He looked at the liquor dangling in the wine glass, maybe because he drank too much wine and his mind was a little paralyzed, he doubted his own efforts.

The voices behind him began to become noisy. Finn turned his head to look, and found that Beckman was holding a wine glass, and a person next to him was holding the bottle for him. They toasted to each table together.This is the time when he formally meets with all future colleagues, and it is also to say hello, and he will take care of him in the future.

Finn had already anticipated the situation when Beckman was transferred to his desk.

Therefore, when Beckman came to their table exactly as he expected, even the route was exactly the same, and with a seemingly amiable smile, he asked someone to help pour the wine glass in his hand, said a few words of greeting, and clinked glasses next to each other. But when he deliberately didn't look his way, Fein was not surprised at all, and sat down slowly after drinking.

Section Chief Lübeck also attended the banquet, sitting next to Fern. It was obvious that after the stimulation of the bombing, his mental state was no longer as good as before.Perhaps because of this, the atmosphere of chatting and chatting at this table is not as strong as other tables.But it also suits Finn's mind.

He casually ate two more bites, not paying much attention to what he was eating.It was only after a while that I felt a little anxious, and then realized that I had already drank a lot of wine without knowing it. Even if others did not toast, I drank the rest of the glass when I was in a trance.

"Excuse me." Finn said to Mr. Section Chief. After he nodded, he hurriedly stood up. He didn't care to be more polite. He found the waiter and asked the location of the bathroom and walked quickly.

The men's bathroom is much quieter than outside.Finn quickly solved the problem, tidied up his pants, belt and clothes, and walked slowly to the sink to wash his hands.It is also worthy of the hotel's reputation and magnificent decoration, and the bathroom is also very clean and tidy, without any peculiar smell.Compared to the noisy restaurant, Finn would rather stay here for a while.

He deliberately slowed down his movements, slowly washed his hands clean, shook them again and slowly waited for the water droplets on them to dry completely.Afterwards, it seemed that there was nothing left for him to procrastinate, so Finn had no choice but to open the door and walk out of the toilet.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he went out, he bumped into Beckman standing at the door of the bathroom.Fein was taken aback for a moment, thinking he was queuing outside, and prepared to walk past him without thinking too much, but he was stopped by Beckman before he took the step this time.

Now Beckman finally didn't deliberately ignore himself as before, but asked in a polite tone that didn't look like he was facing a person with a lower official position than himself: "Excuse me, can I have a few words with you?" Is it?"

Finn wondered.Although he was polite when he saw Beckman at the beginning, he didn't lower his posture as he does now.For some reason, Fein felt that Beckman was a little reserved in front of him, even... nervous?

He finally nodded.Even if he knew that there were some words, which should be those that Beckman would say next, which were not suitable for speaking on the stage, but there was no need to deliberately and clumsily avoid himself from the beginning.So Finn was still very curious about what he was going to say. He wanted to know what could make Beckman so nervous, and he was so eager to run to the toilet door to block him.

Beckman obviously didn't want others to hear what the two of them were talking about. Instead of going back to the restaurant, he took Finn to a relatively secluded corridor, and he could stand at the corner so that people would walk in the corridor in both directions. You can notice it quickly when you come over.

"Sorry, your name is..."

"Fin Yannick." Finn felt that this question could not be avoided, although he didn't really want to tell him his name.

"Noah von Seifert's former adjutant?"

Fein's whole body trembled slightly, but it was already in his expectation. "Yes." He nodded, and at the same time secretly clenched the hands hanging on both sides of his body, his brain got rid of the groggy feeling created by drinking so much wine before, and began to resume high-speed operation, thinking about what will happen next How to face what kind of things you encounter.

Beckman nodded, but didn't continue to ask questions.Finn thought that there was something between his sudden arrival and Noah's phone call. Even if it would cause trouble, it would at least solve his confusion.Fortunately, Beckman didn't speak, and he didn't know how to continue this awkward conversation.

Yes.Fein suddenly realized that he must have misunderstood the word "embarrassment" in the first 20 years of his life.Because compared to the current scene, the things he considered "embarrassing" before were nothing at all.

"May I ask what...what's the matter?" Finn frowned and asked cautiously.

Beckman was originally thinking with his head down, but he raised his head to look at Finn when he heard Finn's words, and looked at him with complicated eyes: "We met before, do you remember? In the Dachau concentration camp..."

"Of course." Finn said, "I remember, thank you for your hospitality that time..."

The more he talked, the more he felt something was wrong. It was absolutely impossible for Beckman to specially drag him to this place just to say polite words, and it looked like he didn't want to threaten him or something with Noah's affairs, but more like It was aimed at myself from the very beginning.

"Well, since I have something to say, I'll just say it..." Beckmann sighed, "I don't know, did Mr. von Seifert tell you something about me?... That is to say, that The last time we talked, if you're curious..."

If he didn't mention it, as soon as he mentioned this, Fein suddenly felt that the smell of alcohol that was almost overflowing in his mind just now disappeared, and all the vague memories became clear.

That day he angrily took the letter that Noah wanted to send secretly to him to reason. Noah had already told him the content of the conversation with Beckman.Finn remembered that Noah said that Beckman told him that the current situation forced many people to conspire to defect, and asked Noah if he had such a will.

Although he didn't say it directly from the beginning to the end, it is undoubtedly certain that Beckman is one of these people!

After sorting it out, Fein felt even more nervous. Before answering, he thought, what would happen to him if his answer was yes?Silence?But he still couldn't figure out one thing. If Beckman was ready to surrender to the enemy, why did he come to the Central Committee?This is the political center of the entire country, and it is more likely to be detected here.

In any case, he couldn't figure out what was hiding under that seemingly gentle face, so he just shook his head at him in the end.

Beckman was visibly relieved.But it might just be obvious to Finn.He tried his best to use a very relaxed tone and said: "It's nothing serious, just ask... You can come to me for help if you need anything in the future, after all, your original boss and I are old friends... Sigh, at this time, everyone It’s not easy either.”

Finn knew that he was being polite on purpose, and he didn't want to continue the topic so as not to make himself suspicious, so he walked down the steps: "Thank you, Mr. Beckman."

Both of them let out a long breath, relaxed and prepared to go back to the dining room.After walking two steps, Fein suddenly remembered what it was that he felt vaguely wrong but couldn't figure out just now.

"By the way, Mr. Beckman..." Finn didn't know if he was a little offended by this, but he still asked, "I thought... Miss Gyunthale would come with you."

Finn regretted it just after finishing talking, because Beckman paused obviously, glanced at Finn and said, "This... Stephanie is a woman, it is really inconvenient to follow me all the time, come here I'm too busy... I'm afraid I won't be able to take care of her, so I think it's fine for her to be alone..."

He spoke intermittently for a long time, but Finn couldn't sort out what he said after listening.Anyway, it's right that Geyunse didn't come with him.

This situation is quite like him and Noah.It's just the other way around.

He stopped and sighed, Beckman walked farther and farther ahead, and at the end of the corridor was a noisy restaurant.And only in this corridor, it seemed that even breathing was accompanied by an echo, isolating him from others.

Sure enough, no matter what happened, he would still think of Noah in the end.This name is like a cage, and he is locked in it willingly.