father - home

I've been sitting in the car for an hour.The off-road vehicle was parked across the street from the secret police headquarters. It had an SS license plate and I was wearing a military uniform. No one would dare to disturb me for a long time.

I came early in the morning.

Come too early, because wake up too early, have nothing to do, don't know what to do.Throughout the night, I didn't close my eyes at all, and there was no dawn. When the sky became paler and paler, and finally became light gray, I lay on the bed, as if I had a thorn in my body, which was really uncomfortable.I deliberately opened my eyes and looked around over and over again, trying to see clearly the ceiling, the furniture in the house, and the night outside the window. In order not to let myself dream or think, I only told myself to focus on the feeling of my body, the environment I was in, and other things. The result is that it's like sitting on pins and needles.

It was too early, the city hadn't woken up from its deep sleep, and there were few pedestrians on the street.Less than 5 minutes after the car stopped, a patrolling policeman walked over, approached cautiously, and looked into the car cautiously.I didn't want to embarrass him, let alone create a situation, so I took the initiative to show my ID and explain the reason, and then no one would bother me anymore.

Time passed minute by minute, and I sat in the car smoking one cigarette after another.I'm a little groggy on an empty stomach, which is what I want, it's just too painful to be awake, it's unbearable...but...

I was staring at the huge swastika flag hanging from the pediment, not paying attention to the street or the building entrance, but the increasing sound of car horns reminded me that people were starting to work and the time was approaching.

Today is an important day, a day worth celebrating, and yet I am so flustered, nervous, bewildered, and sad.I grasped the steering wheel with my left hand, completely unconsciously, and the knuckles turned white; I took the cigarette and lit it with my right hand, and watched the cigarette in my mouth shake up and down, finally lit it, dropped the lighter, and bent I bent down to look for it... the smoke made my eyes hurt.

I'm looking forward to it, I haven't seen Zhao for two weeks, and today is his day of freedom.I am also very afraid, after what happened to Mary, after sending away the silver sword, how should I explain to him?Maybe without explaining, he wouldn't know about Mary, and Silver Sword...

I was discharged from the hospital the next day, of course at my firm request, because I didn't want Qiu, Zhao, or family members to know. Fortunately, the injury was not serious and no bone was injured. After the bullet was taken out, The wound was stitched with four stitches, and the dressing only needs to be changed every other day, and the stitches can be removed after a week.I can do all of these by myself, and at worst, go back to the camp and ask Walter to help.

After leaving the hospital, I first went to Mary's cabin.For the first two days, I'd better be taken care of, and what happened last night had to be sorted out.

The police arrived with the ambulance, probably from an enthusiastic neighbor, and Julian was arrested on the spot.He is a captain of the Wehrmacht, and the police also find it difficult, but it is an indisputable fact that he intentionally hurt an SS officer.

The room was messy, and there were signs of fighting everywhere, just like Mary, although she washed her face and combed her hair again, her eyes and mouth were bruised, and her face hadn't subsided.She stayed with me all the time and never went home.

"You look very weak, should you lie down for a while?"

"No." After returning from the hospital, I was very tired and wanted to sleep for a while, but something was on my mind... I sat down on the sofa.

Mary fetched a pillow and put it on the arm of the sofa to prop up my injured arm.

I leaned back on the sofa back and looked at her. "What do you think? I listen to you."

There was no emotion in her eyes.

"Intentionally injuring an SS officer is no small crime. But the matter is big or small... Tell me what you think... Either way, I think Julian will come to his senses."

Mary still pursed her lips and said nothing.She was pale and looked like she was about to collapse.

I held her cold little hand hanging by my side, pulled her over, sat beside me, and let her head rest on my shoulder. "Julian will be fine. I'll go to the police and explain...I'm not in uniform, he doesn't know, he didn't mean it...he was mad with anger...he was provoked by me..."

"I want a divorce." Mary's voice was very soft, with her head down so I couldn't see her face.

"Maybe, Ernie...but..." I was embarrassed, I thought about it, but I couldn't take responsibility like Ernst.

"It has nothing to do with Ernie, and it has nothing to do with you. I asked for a divorce a long time ago..."

Mary has never asked me anything, this is the first time.Just by looking at her face, one can clearly understand the situation between their husband and wife.I don't know what a good husband and wife relationship should be like, but I can't tolerate such a man, so I didn't try to persuade him anymore.

"Okay, if you decide..."

Mary nodded in my arms and leaned toward me relaxed.

After the alcohol passed, Julian, who was fully awake, fell into panic.Seeing me walking into the cell, he jumped up excitedly and looked me up and down carefully. "Thank goodness you're okay! You're really okay!"

"Yeah, I'm fine." I smiled back at him.I didn't expect the meeting to start like this, and I really wanted to smile.It seems that when he is awake, the man in front of him is not very annoying. "Very lucky, both for you and for me." I pulled up a chair and sat down, because I was still weak and worried that I would not be able to stand for a long time.

"You, what are you doing here?"

back to normal.Whether it was the ecstasy just now or the caution now, it was all because of fear, the fear of an uncontrollable fate in the future.

"I'm here to make a deal with you."

"Make a deal, do you think I'll make a deal with you? Like you..."

"Be careful what you say, sir." I interrupted him with a wave of my hand.This is not your time to blow off steam, don't let down a good woman. "I can drop the charges and you will be acquitted on the condition that you agree to a divorce."

"So that's it, this whore! Whore!" Julian slammed his fist on the table furiously, leaned over, his distorted face, a pair of burning eyes stared at me fiercely, wishing to eat me up. "What if I don't?"

I lit a cigarette leisurely, and slowly exhaled a string of smoke rings in front of his eyes. "Then you wait for the military trial! You will be expelled from the army. As a civilian, deliberately hurting an SS officer is a crime of treason. You will still lose her if you are sentenced to at least ten years in prison."

"Then if..."

"If you agree to a divorce, I will withdraw the lawsuit. You don't know me, and I don't wear a military uniform. It's an ordinary fight, and there is no plaintiff." I shrugged, smiled indifferently, and watched him slide back to the chair feebly.

"If you've made up your mind, sign it."

"Now?"

"Now."

Facing the divorce agreement that immediately appeared on the table, Julian's hand holding the pen trembled violently.He looked up at me, eyes like fish out of water. "Will you marry her?"

I was shocked and didn't answer.

I sat there stiffly, expressionless.

After a while, Julian sighed and signed his name on the divorce agreement.

Zhao arrived on time.I would like to thank Wiedeker, so that we had no time to talk at all until we went to meet Anders Schulz, and after that, I had to hurry back to the camp on the pretext that I had something to do.

Zhao frowned, staring at me. "Going home for the weekend?"

"I might……"

"Home for the weekend! I'm free now, I can go where I want. If you don't come back, I'll find you! I'll go to Dachau to find you!"

"Good! Good! I'm back. I'll definitely be back." I almost ran away in a hurry.