Dawn Redemption

It does not need to spend too much time to adapt to the new work and life, because the work here is easier than Finn imagined.

He was also surprised that he was even assigned a separate office.The windows of the office face the street below, so you can see the people walking below after work.Looking at the leisurely citizens, my mood is much more relaxed than seeing so many ragged prisoners.

Many things are basically communicated by phone. Even if they want to go out, they still find someone in the security department building. The scope of activities is much smaller than that of the entire camp back then.Most of the time, I sit alone in the office until my back hurts.

The immediate superior, Section Chief Lübeck, is a very serious old man.He has always been unsmiling, will not care too much about his subordinates, and will not deliberately make things difficult.Finn has always been conscientious about his work, and there is no room for criticism.The other colleagues haven't fully understood in the past few days of contact, but for the time being, they seem to be quite easy to get along with.

When he has time to settle down to make a summary, he always subconsciously compares the present with the previous days.In addition to being unable to be with Noah, the new living conditions are so good that it makes him a little uneasy, just like the calm sea before the storm, not knowing what kind of undercurrent lurks under the calm.

In the turmoil, there will be no such sense of uneasiness, only the calmness now makes him feel unfamiliar with the environment he is in, and he wonders if the tranquility he lives in hibernation will suddenly fall apart one day.It feels like walking in a dangerous building, the floor under your feet may crack at any time, and you will no longer have a foothold, and you will fall and be smashed to pieces.

He stood up and moved his muscles and bones stiff from sitting for a long time.Because the voices of people and cars outside are a bit too noisy, although this can allow him to always be tainted with the kind of simple joy that belongs to ordinary people, it does affect his work a bit now.

So, taking advantage of the break, while turning his arms to relax the muscles of his shoulders and back, he walked slowly to the window and closed it.

The room became quiet, and the light was dimmed a lot, but he would rather turn on the desk lamp. This environment is more suitable for work and calm thinking.

It may be a habit left over from the previous Auschwitz.At that time, most of the time during the day was running around the Political Department and Noah's office, or patrolling the camp over and over again according to a fixed route. Only at night, more people might be left by Noah who was going to work late. Together with him, sitting in the brightly lit office, listening to the rhythm of the click of the retro wall clock, quickly and carefully looked at the documents.

In the silence, the brain is completely filled with work, and it becomes numb to fatigue over time.

However, when he drank two sips of water and sat down to continue working, there was a knock on the office door.He rubbed his eyebrows: "Please come in."

Before the other party opened the door and came in, Finn quickly lowered his hand from his brow.The person who came was a colleague from the department, Richard Walter, who was relatively small. When Finn went to the office to meet everyone for the first time, he was the first to greet Finn, so Finn said hello to him. The impression was still deep. When I was in the apartment in the middle of the night holding the list and racking my brains to memorize the names on it, and trying to match them with faces, this person wearing a pair of small round glasses saved him. A lot has happened.

"Sir, I found what you asked for last time." Richard handed the document package in his hand to Finn, "Last quarter, and the last quarter, I found these for now, if If you still need the previous words, I’ll look for them.” “Well, that’s it for now, thanks for your hard work.” Finn took the documents and put them aside, ready to study them after the work at hand is finished.

"There are these." Richard shyly put a small box on Noah's desk, and Finn asked what kind of snack it should be when there was a sweet smell.

"Thank you." "No, no, sir." Richard waved his hand hastily, "It's not mine, it's Thom's that I brought for everyone today, it's gingerbread, he's a little embarrassed to give it to you, so ...I'll bring it up for him, because there are documents to hand over to you."

Finn nodded, his eyes kept turning on the small box.Really, there are people like this everywhere, obviously he is cold all day long, and he is not worthy of being treated so warmly by others, but like Richard, like Thom, like Jonas, Luo Ralph and Marcus approached him without any scruples and expressed their kindness to him.

He felt so strange, obviously he should be a very serious person, especially during working hours, just like Noah, like his current boss, Mr. Lübeck, but it seemed that no one else would act like he was in front of his boss. In front of him, he was so constrained that he was at a loss.

Finn smiled bitterly, and repeated softly: "Thank you."

Richard felt a little embarrassed, and scratched his hair like a big boy: "It's all right, sir." He hesitated for a while, and continued to smile shyly, "Old Schiller can't stand it anymore, retire After the appointment, we were all a bit skeptical when we saw you coming to take over his position. But now that you are so young and work so hard, we don’t have much to talk about. To be honest, you were about to go to school the last time you came. Years of data, I was taken aback."

Finn touched the tip of his nose. He didn't know whether it was a compliment or sincerely, and he didn't know how to reply.Then I heard Richard continue: "What happened to you before... Hey, when we first heard those rumors, we always imagined you as a very mean person in our minds, but we didn't expect that it was not like that at all."

"What rumor?" Hearing what he said, Fein immediately focused.mean?Some people said he was arrogant, some said he was cruel, some people said he was cold, but this was the first time he heard someone use this description on himself.

Richard pondered for a while and didn't know how to organize the words, but Finn only wanted to listen to his explanation, and didn't care whether the wording would offend him.Finally, under Fein's gaze, which could not be said to be sincere or oppressive, Richard said slowly: "When you came, there were rumors that you were working in Auschwitz..."

"That's right?" Finn said quickly, before realizing that he was too anxious and interrupted Richard.Richard was a little flustered, took a breath, pushed the round glasses on the tip of his nose, and said, "I said that you left there because... you were at odds with Commander von Seifert."

Fortunately, Finn had finished drinking the water in the cup just now, otherwise he would have to spit out all the water when he heard this sentence: "Who said it? Discord?"

"I don't know who started it. It seems that it was passed on to our department from another department. It said that you are self-motivated and cruel. No matter what, I can only submit to him as his adjutant, and I have not been reused, so I applied for transfer."

Richard told all the rumors he had heard in a serious manner. Finn couldn't help but hold back his expression. Listening to what he said, he felt that Finn was not himself, and that von Seifert was not the von Seifert he knew. Seifert.When Richard finished speaking, and stood there tremblingly waiting for Finn to speak to end the rumor, he diverted the topic to the other side:

"You know von Seifert too?"

"Of course!" Richard actually showed great enthusiasm for this topic, almost startling Finn, "But I know him, he just doesn't know me. Don't you know? Your boss , No, your former boss, did you always think he was a concentration camp commander?"

Finn leaned forward, showing great interest. This time, he didn't pretend to be deliberately, but he was really curious: "What? Tell me?"

Richard seemed less nervous than at the beginning, and continued: "He was a hero when he went east! I don't know how many times he was promoted as a positive and typical image. At that time, I was still in school, and there were Many people admire him, and so do I. I should have his interviews and photo clippings at home... Although I am not physically fit enough to go to the battlefield, but thinking about his deeds, I will be much more motivated to do my work!"

Fein wasn't too surprised by what he said, but it was the first time he met such a dedicated Noah admirer, and it felt a little strange to know Noah who he thought he was already familiar with from another angle. strangeness.

What's more, he is still "at odds with the imperial hero Noah von Seifert" in the eyes of others, so it is really inconvenient to express too many opinions.Although this rumor does sound absurd to Finn, there is no need to expose it. It is better to make a mistake and pretend to have broken up with Noah, so as to save him from trying to cover up his original relationship with Noah.

"Yeah." Finn tried his best to be as indifferent as possible, and even squeezed out a contemptuous expression.His idol was underestimated, and Richard looked a little hurt.But he also knew that since Finn had a bad relationship with him, he would definitely not be as enthusiastic as himself.Feeling that Fein didn't want to continue listening, Richard whispered: "Then, I'll go to work first?"

"Go ahead. Say thanks to Tom for me." He pointed to the box of gingerbread.

After Richard left, Finn opened the box and took a piece of gingerbread.While chewing slowly, I thought about a series of strange things I encountered when I came to Berlin.

Where did this rumor come from?What is the purpose?

Slowly, an idea slowly took shape in his mind.If someone deliberately arranges all this, there is only one person he can think of.

His heart finally became clearer, and he felt his muscles relax from tension.He leaned back in his chair and took another piece of gingerbread.But in order to prove his guess, he had to ask that person, he needed a chance.