father - home

I stopped listening to him, but the next day, I had to leave him alone in the hospital.I have to go back to the camp. Fortunately, the time should not be long, and I can be back in the afternoon.

Beforehand, Ernst told me that the battalion did not respond to my sending Zhao out to see a doctor. It is estimated that the result of the retrial of the case was in Zhao's favor, and the commander, Captain Piolkovsky, also lenient.So I went back to camp and went straight to the captain's office.

"Why did you come back? 7... that... Chinese people's condition doesn't matter?"

Obviously, the captain is not used to Zhao's name, maybe he doesn't know the name at all, but his attitude is very enthusiastic, which is far beyond my expectation. It seems that Professor Straghold is really helpful this time .

"Thank you, sir, much better now."

"That's good. I heard from Ernst that it was dangerous."

"Yes, the illness came on very badly. If it was an hour or two late, it might be hopeless. So, I... I'm sorry, sir, I think I was too reckless."

"No, you did the right thing." The captain patted me on the shoulder and said kindly, "Although it didn't comply with the regulations, the situation was urgent and you had no other choice."

"Thank you, sir."

"But, Marty, I'm not saying you. You can be really reckless and reckless sometimes. You know, last time, I was really worried that the Chinese would say something against you. If that happened, you boy would Miserable. Fortunately, the matter is so coincidental that I have to believe that my Lord is protecting you."

The previous words and attitude were enough to surprise me, I didn't expect the captain to say such a thing.The Captain was a Christian, that's right, but he wasn't kind enough to thank God for a prisoner.His understanding of Christianity is definitely different from mine.I didn't express this, but looked at him suspiciously, and asked, "Sir, what do you mean by coincidence. And... what did he say?" I couldn't help being a little excited, not because of fear, but because of those What I've been worrying about, what happened to Akira during my absence?

"Don't worry, Marty." The captain unhurriedly opened the cigar box on the desk and pushed it in front of me.I wasn't in the mood for a cigar at all, but I picked one up anyway, I needed to calm down.

I took out my lighter to light a cigarette for the captain, my hands trembling uncontrollably.

Our faces were very close, the captain puffed on his cigar while staring at me, and my eyes could only be fixed on the captain's cigar and the flickering flames as he inhaled.I felt like it took a long time to light the cigar.The captain nodded, indicating that it was all right.I finally breathed a sigh of relief and put out the lighter.The shell of the lighter was so hot that it was almost impossible to hold it.

The captain took a strong puff, looked at the cigar in his hand with satisfaction, and found that I was standing with my hands down, so he picked up the cigar I put on the table and stuffed it for me.I had no choice but to continue, hesitated, and ordered.

It took longer this time, and there was almost no chance of it being ignited.Because I would involuntarily stop and listen to the captain when I was inhaling.In the end, I found that I was holding an unlit cigar in my hand, and the lighter had fallen to the ground at some point, and the fire had gone out.

"The first time I called the Chinese in for questioning, I knew he was badly hurt, but I had to do it. I didn't push him, I just told him what was at stake. Marty, you know I was scared He will give any testimony against you. Your behavior, even if it is Shenk and the others, is too much, and your behavior has caused a lot of suspicion." The captain put one hand in his trouser pocket, and the other hand held a cigar , shook me. "That is no longer a suspicion. All witnesses have come to the same conclusion. You must know that he himself is charged with such a crime. If the homosexual charge remains unchanged, there is no need to say more about his ending. Like Karl, the actor in Berlin, I executed him after I asked for his confession. He actually did this kind of thing right under my nose, and he turned the good camp into a mess. If he doesn’t do it, he will be fine. Dare."

Carl is dead? !I was both surprised and somewhat expected.The question is does Zhao know?No need to ask, Zhao must know, because he never mentioned Karl again.No, he mentioned it, and he asked me to come back this time to help him with two things.One is the Montblanc gold pen. That gold pen is broken. There are repairers in Munich. Zhao hopes that I will repair that pen and give it to him.This was the first time he asked me for something, and I was so excited.This other thing is the picture—a solitary sail on the sea.Zhao said at the time that he knew who gave him the painting, it was Karl.

Zhao must know that Karl is dead, and if he doesn't tell me, I dare not ask.Each of us has buried too many things in our hearts, and we didn't hide them intentionally, but we just didn't want to bring pain to each other.I'm really having a hard time deciding which step I should take.I know we love each other deeply, but is love enough?What should we do to be good to each other?

"You will be implicated too, Marty, God behold, I was only thinking of being able to help you. Fortunately, the Chinese can't speak. I asked him to go back and think about it, and write out what happened. Of course, he and you At that time, I was very worried, as a gay prisoner, how much effect would his testimony have?" The captain waved his cigar-holding hand in the air, making a gesture of celebration and luck. "I said that it was just a coincidence that the delay in the past few days suddenly made new progress in his case. Do you know what happened?"

I shook my head, my heart rose to my throat, the lighter might have dropped at this time.

"The main evidence in his case is that he attended a homosexual party in 38."

"Yes."

"It's now proven that he didn't go that night at all."

Upon hearing this, I opened my mouth in shock, I didn't know it yet.

"It's a lieutenant of the Wehrmacht. I'll look for it." The captain put the cigar on the table, took out a document from the drawer, flipped through it and said, "Oh, here it is Kristin Schlakov Lieutenant."

"What? Sir, is Lieutenant Christian Schlakoff from the Potsdam Military Academy?"

"Yes. Oh, yes, he mentioned you. You should know him. Look here. Here's his testimony." The captain handed me a copy of the two pages of the testimony.

Managing the concentration camp is a sacred duty for the captain. You can't see evil and cruelty in his pure blue eyes, but as long as the job requires him, he will never be ambiguous in killing people, just like Karl, there is no scruple mercy.Before entering the office, I had already made up my mind. As long as I can achieve my goal, I don’t care about bowing to him or doing anything. I have to carefully figure out his thoughts. Of course, the captain usually tells the truth and doesn’t play tricks maliciously. people.I took the document, restrained my urgency, glanced at the captain, and bowed my head after getting approval.