father - home

On Monday, I walked into the stone building with many statues on its front and a huge red, white and black swastika flag hanging from the pediment before I got off work.Seeing that I was wearing an SS uniform, the guard looked very respectful, checked my ID, and politely pointed me to Anders Schulz's office.

Anders Schultz's office is on the basement floor. Maybe he is about to get off work, and the corridor is deserted, with no one walking around.I knocked on the door, and opened it without waiting for an invitation from inside.Anders Schulz stood up from behind the ink-stained desk, hurriedly clamped the amber cigarette holder to the fingers of the left hand holding the glass teacup, and then stretched out his free right hand.I smiled and shook his hand, consciously not hiding my disgust, I'm afraid he has already noticed it.

"Please take a seat, Monsieur Baronet. You are very punctual."

"I'm really sorry to take up your rest time." I took off my military cap and sat down on a green leather chair in front of the desk. The chair was a bit old, and the green leather surface had several cracks, exposing a few bristles.

"In any case, our people belong to the head of state and the country. They should not have their own rest time at all. I get off work early. Besides, aren't you also for work?" Schultz put down the phone in his hand The teacup made tea for me, put the amber cigarette holder on the corner of his mouth, and mumbled inarticulately: "Sorry, I only have tea here, so..."

"You don't need to be busy, I'm not thirsty." No matter how thirsty I am, I won't drink.Looking at the glass with streaks of tea stains, I said to myself. "Just right, my aunt asked someone to bring some Arabica coffee, I took some, you have a taste, it should be okay."

"Oh, how good is that?" Schultz picked up the coffee and smelled it, grinning wide, showing a row of big yellow teeth, with a funny, vulgar and despicable expression.

"Nothing, just a little coffee."

I picked up the teacup and looked around pretendingly.It was a small, windowless office, and on the wall behind the desk was a sullen picture of Hitler in a military overcoat with a lock of hair draped over one eye. young photo.On the other wall was a clock whose pendulum was ticking loudly. The face of the clock was green and faded with age.Metal filing cabinets and bookshelves were stacked in one corner, and dusty files were littered here and there.

Zhao's file was opened on the table.Zhao's photo was small, but I recognized it immediately.

"Look, Baron, I've been studying Mr. Fu's case for the past two days." Schultz followed my gaze, sipping the tea in the glass while looking at the file, and the tea dripped onto Zhao's case. On the photos and case files, he wiped them off randomly with the palm of his hand, mixed with soot, leaving some smudges. "How is Mr. Fu's health now? What's the result of the follow-up visit last week?"

I restrained myself from frowning and kept smiling. "It's okay. Fu Zhao's physical condition was relatively poor before, and his recovery was a bit slow, but it's okay."

"Are you all right? I mean a car accident. Is your head injury all right?"

Schultz seemed to ask absent-mindedly, which startled me, and the teacup in my hand shook, but fortunately the tea did not splash out.Schultz suddenly asked, does he know everything?He knew I was in a car accident?Knowing I called in sick for a week?Maybe you also know that I didn't bring Zhaolai to Munich for a follow-up visit?Know about our honeymoon?

"baron?"

"Ah... oh..." I responded indiscriminately, thinking about how I should respond if Schultz pressed on, but I couldn't think of any countermeasures at all.

"That's what I think. Mr. Fu's case should be settled as soon as possible. What do you think?"

"Of course, of course." I breathed a sigh of relief.This shows that Schultz is a smart person, with the handle in his hands, he can almost do whatever he wants.

"Then do you think the end of this month is suitable?"

"Okay, absolutely fine."

"Marriage is a big event for Mr. Fu and Zhen Yu. Maybe they need more time to prepare? It is said that Zhen Yu has an uncle in Berlin who is a staff member in the embassy of the Republic of China. Maybe she needs to inform her family."

"It seems so, but I think we'll be ready in time."

"That's great. I'll arrange it as soon as possible, and let you know when the time and place are fixed."

"Okay, thank you very much."

In the long silent intervals of question after question, Schultz jotted down our conversation with a sticky pen and pinned the scribbled note to the photo. "Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you some good news. A friend of mine happened to know the person in charge of Lieutenant Kristen Schlakoff's case. He promised to introduce us. There should be Schlakow soon. Lieutenant Husband."

This is indeed good news, but good news comes at a price. I know this very well. I don't know what this person in front of me wants?Can I afford what he wants?

"Thank you so much." I thanked dryly, I couldn't hear a little bit of happiness, but more worry and fear.I was like a fish lying on a cutting board, ready to be slaughtered, with no possibility of escape.

Schultz became more and more interested, staring at the prey that had fallen into his trap, and with an amber cigarette holder in his mouth, he walked around the desk and stood in front of me.So close, in the closed hut, I could smell the filthy smell of a man who hadn't bathed in a long time, even though he was clean-shaven.

Perhaps he was a little disappointed that his prey had given up struggling.It doesn't make sense, no matter how much I writhe, I can't jump out of the palm of the Tathagata Buddha.I gave up, as long as Zhao can be free, as long as Zhao's wish can be fulfilled, I will agree to any request.

"The last time I visited suddenly, it was really presumptuous. Baron, you know, my wife and I have been married for many years and have no children. Dasha is usually lonely at home alone. Before she got married, she was a professional horse trainer at the horse farm. I will meet you at Caesar Manor Tell her about Yinjian and Chitu, she doesn't believe what I said, she doesn't believe that Yinjian and Chitu are so good, she insists on going to the manor to see for herself. Guess what, Dasha was fascinated, she completely Fascinated by the silver sword. I'm not afraid of your jokes, Baron, it's the first time I've seen Dasha's eyes shine since our baby was miscarried. She doesn't want to leave, she keeps talking and talking Ah, talking about Yinjian, talking about it in my dreams, and calling Yinjian's name." Anders Schulz's eyes also shone, and his smile became sincere and moving.

I closed my eyes, opened my mouth slightly, took a deep breath, and squeezed out a few words between my teeth. "It's just... the silver sword..."

"Just the silver sword. It's just too beautiful, so charming."

Schultz's voice is soft and benevolent, and I almost kiss his hand in gratitude. "It's just a silver sword." I can keep Chitu, thank God I can keep Chitu for Zhao.

"Don't worry, Mr. Schultz, your wife's wish will definitely come true. When I'm done with work for a while, I will personally deliver Silver Sword to the house, and all relevant procedures will be completed. Silver Sword was born noble and pure blood ...Beautiful body, well-developed...Gentle-tempered, intelligent...Silver Sword is now three years old, it is the best time to start systematic training, it just needs someone like your wife..."

Schultz patted me affectionately on the shoulder. "It is very kind of you, Baron, you are a noble man."

"I'll deliver it myself, don't worry." I knew I'd do better with a smile on my face when I said that, but I just couldn't.