father - home

"Stay in the room, don't go anywhere, wait for me to come."

After hanging up the phone, I was in a daze, unable to understand what Schulenburg meant.

The doorbell kept ringing, could it be that the little fox arrived so soon?I tried to move my body, but the pain was worse than last night. I gritted my teeth and sat up. In an instant, a sharp sword pierced my heart, and a steel forceps strangled my throat. I couldn't breathe, as if my heartbeat had been forced to stop.

"Good morning, sir, here is your breakfast." I was still sitting on the edge of the bed fighting the pain as Anton pushed the dining cart through the door.

Anton? !My numb mind can't turn around.You know that I have difficulty moving, and you still have the key to my room, why do you want... I complained, but I didn't have the energy to express it.Anton understood very well.

He closed the door, unlocked it lightly, and hurried over to help me. "I'm sorry, sir, but there's a dog outside the door, and I had to ring the bell first."

dog?Gestapo?So Schulenburg suspects me?I'm under house arrest?No wonder I was told to stay in my room and not go anywhere.It came quite quickly, it was "Diqi" who said it.Schulenburg is not stupid, it is easy to associate.Jiaoyu hit the mark, but I don't regret it.

"No..." I shook my head slightly, "You came just in time... help me."

"What do you want to do?"

"Go to the bathroom, wash your face, and change your clothes. The Gestapo will come later."

"The Gestapo? You mean the one outside the door?"

"Yes." I nodded, trying to reassure him with a smile.

Everyone has secrets.It's a secret that Anton lent the guest's car out privately.It was my secret that I came back in the middle of the night, disfigured and injured, but I didn't go to the hospital.As friends, we kept each other's secrets, but not all secrets attracted the Gestapo.The Gestapo has always been associated with fear, terror.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Anton was extremely calm. As expected of someone who has seen the world, he took care of me washing, shaving, and changing clothes, carefully, meticulously, and in a calm manner.

After I got dressed, I couldn't see anything unusual except that my face was pale and cold sweat broke out from time to time on my forehead.

I asked Anton to help me sit on the sofa.

"Is this okay?" Anton wiped my sweat with a towel.

"Okay. The bandages will be fine. Besides..." I took a breath. "You understand, Anton, you can't let the Gestapo know..."

"I understand, I understand." Anton pushed the dining cart in front of me and poured coffee for me.

When I was eating, he took out my military uniform from under the dining car covered by the white tablecloth and hung it in the closet, including the military cap and leather boots, all brushed and washed, neat, shiny, and spotless.I secretly rejoiced, wondering if he deliberately hid the military uniform under the dining car and delivered it?You must know that if the Gestapo at the door noticed it and asked why the military uniform was cleaned at this time?I really don't have a convincing argument.

Then he made the bed again.

"Anton, have you already got off work? You should go back quickly." I admit that I have selfish intentions, and I want him to leave quickly, lest he be caught by Schulenburg.With Schulenburg's keen sense of smell like a fox, he must be able to sense something.I was afraid that Anton would not be able to bear the pressure to say what he shouldn't say, and I was afraid that it would cause him trouble.Once the Gestapo is involved, losing the hotel job is probably the best outcome.

My urging was of no avail.Anton made the bed and came to serve me dinner again.Because I was leaning on the sofa, there was a constant dull pain in my chest. When I raised my arm to take things, my ribs would be affected, and the pain intensified. The breakfast in front of me was almost unchanged, so Anton took the plate and fed it to me.I resisted a little at first, frowning and shaking my head, but in the end I obeyed.

"You can trust me, sir, you can trust me no matter what happens," said Anton suddenly, more and more excitedly. "Thank you for doing William."

I was taken aback.

"I know you did it, though you didn't say it. I've always wanted to thank you, sir . . . you can trust me."

Of course I trust you.I didn't tell you because... I couldn't get William back, I couldn't find his sister, and I didn't have the power to punish the culprit.

At a class reunion in Berlin three months ago - I rarely attended this kind of class reunion before, but now, probably because of Ernst, I realized that war will make us lose everyone around us one by one, so when Werner told When I was there, I followed.I learned that a classmate was in charge of the conscription medical examination in the Berlin area in the Wehrmacht. I told him about William, and soon he found out the shit military doctor who issued the medical examination certificate to William.The classmate asked me if I wanted to let that scum suffer a little bit.of course yes.Soon, that shit military doctor was arrested on charges of abuse of power and sabotage of national defense, and sent to the military prison in Graz.And the mastermind, whom he recruited when we threatened the shit medic, was an officer from the Armaments Department.We tracked down the official, but we didn't find William's sister, and we couldn't find any clues in the relevant materials. She may have been killed.I have no evidence, and even if I did, it would be useless. The law is like this, so I can only use other methods, but my current ability can't move him at all.

Anton wanted to stay, he was really worried about me, but no, I managed to convince him, and only told him to leave the door open when he went out, so that I wouldn't have to stand up when Schulenburg came.Anton said he would bring me lunch and dinner.I hope that Schulenburg will come sooner, so that they don't run into each other, and I will be relieved sooner. Sitting like this is not a good feeling.

I thought he would be unhappy, or at least frown.The door was not opened for him in time, and after he had patiently rang the doorbell for a long time, he answered lazily and tiredly: "The door is open." This must have made him feel ashamed and annoyed, especially in front of his subordinates.I thought he would cut straight to the point and ask me about Yu's whereabouts, or bring "Di Qi" to confront me face to face.

"I'm sorry I'm late...I meant to come earlier, but..."

I look at him.What did you say?Apologize?Really?forget it!Stop putting on airs!I picked up the pipe on the table and filled it with shredded tobacco. I moved very slowly, because I couldn't hurry up. I also wanted to use this slowness, pretending to be indifferent and arrogant to cover up the current real situation, and by the way, I despised it.

Fortunately, he still went his own way, sat down on the sofa, picked up the whiskey bottle on the table, and began to drink by himself. "Did you not go to the hospital during the air raid last night?"

That's it.But how do I answer?I want to concentrate, put his traps, and deal with them in time, but I can't do what I want.The long-term endurance made me exhausted. I could no longer feel the specific location of the pain. My whole chest seemed to be mercilessly scorched by the fire. , thoughts confused, only silent.

"It's a good thing you didn't go."

On the tea table is Ning Mian Taier's medicine bottle, which was put there after Anton gave me the medicine last night.Now he noticed it, picked it up and looked at it, and came up with the answer himself.

I waited in fear, but he didn't continue, just kept drinking.After a while, the half bottle of whiskey bottomed out.

I'm a little surprised.It's not like him.It's morning, and he's not a casual drinker.He looked tired, more sad than angry, his face was gray, his eyes were sunken, he was nestled in the sofa, his back was more stooped than mine, and he looked thinner and more fragile.

Schulenburg took out his Camel cigarette and lit it himself. When he realized that I was still holding the pipe, he reached out with the lighter lit.There is a coffee table between me and him, and I have to lean over to reach the lighter, but such an action is very difficult for me, so I decided to give up.

I struck a match, lit a cigarette myself, and threw the embarrassment to him.

His hand froze there until the metal shell of the lighter was too hot to hold, then he shut the lighter with a snap, and threw the lighter on the table with a snap.

He is angry.I was secretly complacent, waiting for him to get angry, waiting for him to growl.ha!He is indeed very self-cultivated and good at acting, but today, after I came here to inquire about the crime in person, but was treated arrogantly and rudely by me again and again, there should be no need to pretend anymore, right?

"Sorry……"

Did I hear it wrong?

"I know the radio will say, I know...you must be in a hurry. I just...just don't want you to see it. I want to tell you myself. Believe me, I want to come sooner."

What is he trying to say?What does he want to do?I'm confused.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't be so stubborn, I didn't expect this to happen. Believe me, if I knew, I would have let you take her away. She was wrong, but it shouldn't have ended like this."

lie!fraud!Don't you feel sick!This sad, regretful look does not belong to you!Don't forget, you are the Gestapo!Chief of Section E of the Fourth Division of the Central Security Bureau, Commander of the SS Second Assault Brigade, you are Walter Schulenburg!

I stared at him hard and said nothing.

"We didn't find the body. It is theoretically a missing person, but there should be no miracles. She died in the air strike last night."

"Dead? Who? Who died?" This sudden turn was completely different from what I expected.I can't turn a corner.

"Zhen Yu, Mrs. Fu, she is dead. An incendiary bomb blew up the surgical building during the air raid last night. The building was completely burned down, and many people were missing... The charred body shrank so small that it was impossible to recognize... I I've been looking for it for a long time...really."

"Are you so sure? Then..."

"You mean 'Diqi'? He was on duty last night, and we found his body in the basement."

I don't know why, pain or excitement, my hand holding the pipe began to shake.

"Carbon monoxide poisoning, suffocation. The entrance to the basement was sealed when the surgery building collapsed, and everyone in there died, over 200 in total."

I trembled more.

"I think 'Ticky' left Zhen Yu and escaped by himself during the bombing. Zhen Yu couldn't move without help. There won't be a miracle, Marty. If 'Ticky' rescued Zhen Yu in the basement, She'll die too, but there will be bodies... sorry, Marty... Marty, what's wrong with you?"

The danger disappeared in an instant, and the power to support me disappeared immediately, and...should I thank fate, or God?I am so stupid, naive, childish, pedantic, ridiculous.This is war!You die!When I was determined to rescue Yu, someone was doomed to pay for it.I was also hypocritical, hypocritical, dreaming of playing the saint, alone in the cruel, sinful reality.I don't know whether to rejoice or suffer, or is it utter despair?God is on my side today, what about tomorrow? 'Diqi' probably deserved what he deserved, but what about the others?

"How many died? All?"

"The death and disappearance add up to more than 2000, and there are more than one injured."

"No one can escape." I closed my eyes and muttered to myself, I couldn't hold on anymore, and I didn't have the strength to hold on anymore.

"What's wrong with you? Is it the heart?"

heart?Yes, my chest hurts so bad I can't breathe.But how does he know?How could he not know.He's the Gestapo, he's seen my files, he's studied me.

"How about I help you lie on the bed?"

Fool!If it's a heart attack, you can't move at all.However, I really want to go to bed quickly, I'm about to pass out.

Schulenburg helped me to lie on the bed, helped me take off my boots, covered me with the quilt, and was busy pouring water.How funny!I wanted to laugh, but he looked even more worried.

"Do you want to go to the hospital? You look very bad."

I really want to call him out.Since you didn't come to interrogate me, why did you stay here?

"Do you have any medicine?"

If the pain does not ease, it may be from sitting for too long.I wanted to ask him to bring Nimiumtel from the table, but when I opened my mouth, I said, "It's in the coat pocket." There was nitroglycerin.If I don't take my medicine, maybe he will actually send me to the hospital.

"How is it? Do you feel better?" Schulenburg wiped my sweat with a towel and fed me water.

I closed my eyes and ignored him.

"Go to sleep for a while, I will accompany you."

hell!How can I sleep with you here.But now I can only pretend to sleep.Not to mention, I was really tired, and gradually my consciousness became blurred uncontrollably.In a trance, I heard a soft sigh.

"Marty, believe it or not, whether you forgive me or not, I want to tell you that I really regret it."

What is he talking about alone?I opened my eyes a slit.Schulenburg sat on the sofa with my pipe in his hand.Zhao gave me the pipe!I almost rushed up to grab the pipe.Fortunately, he was just playing and didn't smoke.

"You know my wife is pregnant too, and we were caught up in the air raid last night. My house lives at the end of Kurfürstendamm, right next to an anti-aircraft gun emplacement, and we're on the fifth floor. I got home late, After being dazed for a while, I heard my wife shouting, "Walter! Walter! Air raid! We have to get dressed and take our son to the basement!" The voice seemed far away and unreal, maybe I was too sleepy I replied: 'This is only the first alarm, if it is a real air raid, we have enough time to dodge it!' Then our whole house shook, I don't know if it was from the falling bombs or the firing of anti-aircraft guns .I went to the window - I hadn't decided what to do - and all of a sudden, I saw a huge bomber in a crossed band of lights from many searchlights, so close that I saw the circles on the wings. I said : 'We better get down!' As soon as I left the window, I heard a bomb fall and hiss. I asked the wife to lie down, but she was busy with the children, and my son was sleeping in the nursery next door When she was walking to the door, there was a violent explosion! She fell to the ground and I was thrown into the air and hit the opposite wall. I heard the shattering of glass windows and the crash of buildings collapsing, and then there was complete silence. After a while, I heard my wife's hoarse voice: 'Are you okay?' I don't know, I seem to be still unconscious. She left me, stepped on the broken glass and masonry, and hurried to the children's room. I ran after her, ashamed and scared. They are often stronger than us in such a crisis. She twisted open the bent door, and under the messy and dusty quilt, her son was facing him My mother smiled. The doors, windows, and all the furniture were in dilapidated condition. Just above the bed, there was a jagged bomb fragment burning through the wall. My wife and I knelt beside the bed, staring at each other in astonishment. watching.

"We were both so nervous that we didn't hear the shouts below - 'Friends on the fifth floor! Are you all stunned? Turn off your lights, don't you hear the planes still around? 'We quickly put out the lights and went down to the basement. I went outside to see it later, and it was unbelievable. Within a radius of two hundred yards, a series of five bombs were dropped, one of which happened to be in the hallway of our house Go up and blow up everything on the left side of the corridor! Luckily there are no bomb shelters over there, otherwise our fate would be doomed! When it was all over, my wife and I started to clean up the debris and garbage, and I made some coffee , and sit with her until I go out in the morning."

He raised his head and met my gaze.Am I wrong?something in his eye...

"Before last night, I didn't think that the bomb would fall directly on my wife, my children. They were lucky, at least last night, but Zhen Yu and her children... I was thinking at least Let me find her...and I can't. Facing the piles of charred bodies, I see my wife, my children... Sorry, Marty, I never regret what I do, I have my own principles, but today I regret it, really regret it."