At two o'clock in the middle of the night, the wall clock on the first floor remembered the melodious chime of time on time, and Artur also gently knocked on Wei Ran's door twice.
When the latter opened the door, Artur waved to Wei Ran and led him to a room filled with clutter.
The windows of this room were completely blocked by wooden boxes one after another. When Wei Ran closed the door, the room was plunged into darkness.
At this moment, Artur lit the kerosene lamp he had been carrying. With the flame, which was only the size of a peanut, he took out a Polish Radom pistol and a cardboard box with bullets from his arms.
He handed it to Wei Ran and reminded him in a low voice, "Don't shoot unless necessary. Once the chain dog is lured over, we two won't be able to escape."
After taking the pistol and bullets, Wei Ran checked them briefly, then filled the magazine of the pistol, and put the remaining bullets into his pocket.
"let's go"
After Atul finished speaking, he blew out the oil lamp, left the room with Wei Ran one after another, walked quietly up the stairs through the second floor filled with snoring, and then walked into the kitchen in the dark and took a
With a rope and a shovel, he left the Siren Tavern through the small door.
Braving the cold wind mixed with the smell of the sea and the icy raindrops blowing in their faces, the two of them walked northwestward in the dark along the coastline under the cover of night.
Compared to the tourist city of later generations, the coastline here now seems a bit depressed, especially the vaguely visible warships in the distance, giving this bay a slightly dangerous atmosphere.
On the other hand, Artur, as if he had walked along this road countless times, took Wei Ran almost trotting around in a small forest next to the shore, waiting for them to come from the other side of the forest.
When I came out, I saw an inverted wooden boat lying quietly next to a rock.
"You wait here, use a shovel to dig a hole one meter deep and half a meter wide."
After Artur finished speaking, he lay down directly on the wet beach, cautiously approached the upside-down boat in a crawling posture, and soon after, he pulled out two full-sized boats from the mud near the stern.
Microwave oven sized wooden box.
Under the watchful eye of Wei Ran, who was busy digging a hole, Artur tied the handles of the two wooden boxes with a rope he had brought in advance, and then crawled back to the woods, inviting Wei Ran to help pull the rope, and pulled the rope.
The two wooden boxes were all dragged into the woods.
With the help of the sand that was lifted up when the two boxes were dragged, the traces Artur left on the beach just now were completely erased, leaving only a few drag marks of unknown meaning.
After getting the boxes successfully, Artur was not in a hurry to go back, but took out a pair of pliers and a screwdriver and disassembled the two boxes on the spot. Taking advantage of the moment, Wei Ran was also on the sand at the edge of the forest.
He easily dug out a big enough sand pit, and then he got next to the former again and watched the excitement.
Each of these two wooden boxes contained a rucksack, and the backpacks were filled with tin cans issued by Germany during World War II.
But even if Atul didn't say anything, Wei Ran, who was in charge of helping, could guess based on the weight of these cans that the contents were most likely not something that could be put into the mouth.
He and Wei Ran each carried canvas bags stained with damp fine sand. Artur threw the two wooden boxes together with the ropes he brought into the sand pit dug by Wei Ran, and then buried them in the sand with his hands and feet.
of strict and solid.
Feeling in the dark, they cleared away the footprints and handprints around them. Not daring to waste time, the two of them patted the sand off their bodies, found a puddle to rinse the shoes on their feet, and immediately started to return the way they came.
Compared to when he came here, Artur was a lot more cautious on the way back. Not only did he try to walk in the shadow of trees or buildings throughout the whole journey, he didn't even dare to straighten his waist.
It was such a short journey, and when they saw that the two of them were less than a hundred meters away from the Siren Tavern, the dim car lights dimly lit up behind them.
There was no time to discuss, and the two of them hid in the bushes on the roadside one after another. Immediately afterwards, a sidecar motorcycle passed by them, and then a black car ran past them.
"It looks like Adam is sitting in the motorcycle?" Artur muttered, and then he was shocked, "No, they went to the tavern!"
"You go back first"
As Wei Ran spoke, he had already taken off the rucksack from the other party's shoulders, "Try to delay as much as possible. I'll find a place to hide these two backpacks first."
"What's inside is important."
Artur warned worriedly, until Wei Ran nodded, then he took a shortcut and ran quickly to the tavern not far away, and at this time, the sidecar motorcycle had already stopped at the entrance of the tavern.
Looking at Artur who was running towards the back door of the tavern under the cover of a building, Wei Ran hid the two heavy backpacks in his hands in the ruins of a collapsed wooden house, and then quickly ran towards the Siren Tavern.
At the same time, Artur, who had entered the pub through the back door, responded loudly to the increasingly manic knocks on the door, while taking off his soaked clothes and shoes as quickly as possible, and handed them all to the mute.
The old man took the pajamas handed to him and put them on before opening the door.
"Sorry, it's too cold tonight. I was just adding coal to the stove and didn't hear the knock on the door." While Artur was complaining about the weather, he glanced at Adam, the chained dog with a gun on his waist.
After getting on, he looked at the car in the distance and asked curiously, "Mr. Adam, is anyone planning to stay here at this late hour?"
Adam shone the flashlight beam on Artur's face, observed it for a while and then asked suspiciously, "Where is your bartender? Do you still need to do such a small thing as adding coal?"
"Maybe he went on a date with a girl."
Artur helplessly gestured with his fingers at the snoring coming from the bar behind him, "So I can only do this kind of thing myself. How can I expect that deaf and mute old guy to think about this kind of thing?"
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This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Without saying anything more, Adam reached out and flipped the switch on the wall. With a crisp clicking sound, the chandelier above his head did not light up.
"The power supply will be restored until eight o'clock tomorrow morning," Artur, wearing only a nightgown, reminded kindly. "It's blackout time now, and you came here in person to inform us."
Adam glanced at Artur again, and finally asked, "Is Major Felix staying here tonight?"
"If nothing else, it must be in Petra's room on the second floor." Artur said almost as if he was familiar with the treasures of his family. "Since Mr. Major returned to Hong Kong, he has been living in Petra's room these days.
Their relationship recently..."
"Okay, call him down." Adam impatiently interrupted Artur's chatter, walked to the bar and said, "Bring me a glass of liqueur by the way."
"no problem"
Artur walked to the bar enthusiastically, poured Adam a glass of wine in a fancy way, and then prepared to go upstairs to wake up Major Felix.
"Artur, why don't you become a bartender yourself?" Adam asked as the other party was about to walk up to the second floor.
Artur stopped and said with some pride, "Mr. Adam, I am no longer a bartender. I am now the owner of the Siren Tavern. Of course I can't continue to work as a bartender. Mia doesn't like me in the first place. I
Of course, we can no longer do jobs that lower our status."
"Maybe Mia doesn't like you just because you're too old." Adam looked at Mia's room with the wine glass in hand, "Maybe she likes me?"
"Adam, don't take Mia's idea. My cousin is..."
"Your cousin is just a small first mate, and it will take at least half a month for their warship to come back."
Adam withdrew his gaze and continued to say, half jokingly and half seriously, "Even if he were here, he wouldn't conflict with me over a woman."
Seeing that Artur's breathing seemed to be getting faster, Adam waved his hand, "Okay Artur, I'm joking with you, go and call Major Felix down."
"You'd better be joking," Artur responded in a moderate voice, and walked up to the second floor to look for Major Felix.
At the same time, Mia, who was lying on the bed, had already grasped a P38 pistol under the pillow, ready to shoot anyone who broke into the house at any time.
In the dark kitchen, after hesitating for a moment, Wei Ran quietly left the tavern along the small door and ran back to the direction where the canvas bag was hidden.
On the second floor of the Siren Tavern, after the cursing caused by the knock on the door ended, a man with a standard Prussian hazelnut haircut and an exceptionally neatly trimmed beard walked out of the room carrying a navy uniform and an armed belt.
come out.
Behind him, an almost naked woman was leaning against the door frame, teasing Adam, the chain dog on the first floor who was illuminating his chain dog with a flashlight beam, while taking a few coins that he had obtained from Major Felix not long ago.
The coin was thrown into a vase at the door and made a clear tinkling sound.
"Adam, if you call me out at this time, you better have a reason that satisfies me."
Major Felix said impatiently, and at the same time, he knocked the flashlight in Adam's hand to the floor with the armed belt in his hand.
Adam, the chained dog, picked up the flashlight that rolled to the side indifferently, and then pointed to the door, "Major Felix, I can't give you any reason. You have to go to the car to ask for it from them. I just happened to
I know you must be here, so I'm just helping to be a guide."
Major Felix glanced outside the door, took the umbrella handed by Artur and walked over quickly. Immediately afterwards, the major who had just climbed out of the woman's bed saluted, then opened the door and got into the car.
The co-pilot of the car sped away.
"Now that the door is open, how about asking Petra to come down and have a drink with me?" Adam, the chain dog, was not in a hurry to leave. Instead, he leaned against the bar and asked Artur.
"Of course I have no objection." Artur nodded happily, "As long as Petra is willing to make money from you."
"5 marks plus a pack of cigarettes. Coins instead of banknotes. Pay the bed sheet."
The girl named Petra was lying on the railing on the second floor, showing off her body and talent, while offering a price that was neither high nor low, "Of course, if you want to go down and drink with you, you need to first
Just pay."
"no problem"
Adam, the chained dog, raised his cup and gestured to Artur, then took out a handful of coins from his pocket and sprinkled it on the bar, "Just bring a whole bottle of liqueur."
Artur slowly stacked all the coins on the bar, separated 5 marks from them and put them aside, then swept the rest into the drawer, then turned around and took out a whole unopened bottle from the wine rack.
of liqueur.
At the same time, Adam, the chain dog who had been observing Artur, had already focused all his attention on the small piece of fine sand behind the former's ear.
