Amidst the clatter of horse hooves, Wei Ran rode the black horse out of the oak forest, made a big circle and returned to the muddy dirt road connecting the town where the Siren Tavern was located, and ran straight towards the village of Ferm.
A distance of seven kilometers, even if the road is muddy, can be covered in less than half an hour for a horse.
Therefore, before Wei Ran could fully experience the joy of galloping, he saw a wooden signpost at a fork in the road.
Following the arrow on the road sign, the sturdy black horse and Wei Ran stopped at a village next to the forest at the end of the fork in the road.
After looking around, Wei Ran pulled the reins, patted the horse's butt gently with the rusty heavy cavalry sword in his hand, turned around and walked into the forest south of the village.
From a distance, he saw a dusk light shining deep in the forest. He followed the light and slowly approached. Before he could confirm whether it was the cemetery he was looking for, he heard the rapid barking of a dog right in front of him.
Now that he had been discovered, Wei Ran simply moved on and finally saw a small house with a kerosene lamp hanging at the door.
On the side of this house built of wood and stone, crosses and tombstones are neatly arranged in a grassy forest glade. Directly in front of it, there is even a sculpture of a soldier riding a horse and holding a cavalry sword.
Looking down at the cavalry sword in his hand, Wei Ran became more and more confused. However, before he could dismount, the door opened a gap from the inside, and then, a middle-aged man with a shotgun in his hand hid with his body half covered.
Behind the door frame, he asked in an indifferent tone, "What's the matter?"
"Intelligence" Wei Ran briefly explained his purpose.
After hesitating for a moment, the middle-aged man said, "Get off the horse and leave the weapon on the table by the door."
"no problem"
Wei Ran quickly turned over and dismounted, tied the reins to the pillar at the door, then placed the heavy cavalry sword used as a whip on the table, and then took out the pistol and two weapons that Artur had given him before.
Put a spare magazine on top.
"Take off the cloak"
The middle-aged man continued, waiting until Wei Ran took off his cloak and put it on the table as he asked, and then asked him to turn around again to make sure that the latter was not carrying any weapons, then he completely opened the wooden door.
"come in."
Wei Ran looked around again, looked around and in the direction behind him, and finally walked into the house cautiously, following the middle-aged man and sitting by the fireplace.
"Who asked you to come here?" The middle-aged man asked, sitting on a chair and placing the shotgun on his legs.
"Romeo"
Before Wei Ran finished speaking, the middle-aged man's brows trembled, and then he asked, "How is he doing?"
"It's not good, but it's safe for the time being." Hearing this, the middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, "Tell me, what information?"
"The submarine's departure time." Wei Ran paused, told the details, and informed the middle-aged man sitting opposite him in detail.
"How should I believe that what you said is true?" the middle-aged man asked warily, one of his hands never leaving the shotgun on his leg.
"Romeo gave me this"
Wei Ran gently took out the pen that Artur gave him from his jacket pocket, took off the cap and handed it to him.
Taking the pen without a cap, the middle-aged man asked, "Why don't you give me a cap?"
Wei Ran spread his hands, "How do I know? Romeo said you would believe my identity."
"Lie down on the ground and put the back of your hands on the floor!"
Without any warning, the middle-aged man raised the shotgun in his hand again, and the side-by-side muzzles were pointed directly at Wei Ran who was less than two meters away!
After hesitating for a moment, Wei Ran obediently followed the other party's request and lay down on the floor, and asked calmly, "Can you explain it? At least don't let my death be unclear."
"Someone will explain it to you."
Before the middle-aged man finished speaking, he had already sat on Wei Ran's back, stepped on his right hand with one foot, then grabbed his left hand, tied it tightly with a leather rope, and was stepped on
Their right hands were tied together.
Seeing that the middle-aged man didn't seem to want to kill him for a moment, Wei Ran didn't resist. He allowed the other party to tie his hands behind his back, then pulled him up again and tied him with a relatively thicker rope.
On the chair I just sat on.
"Can we explain it now?" Wei Ran asked, looking at the middle-aged man who was packing his things.
"If you make any more noise, I'll chop off one of your legs!"
The middle-aged man warned Wei Ran again, turned around and continued to take things out of a wooden box in the corner.
Seeing that he couldn't ask anything in this capacity, Wei Ran stopped talking nonsense, took out the Mauser bayonet from the metal book, and easily cut the rope that tied him under the cover of the sound of rain outside the window.
After putting away the bayonet, Wei Ran pulled the rope off his body and threw it at the opponent with all his strength. Then a pistol with a silencer appeared in his hand.
"Can you explain now?" Wei Ran looked at the other party with a smile and asked, "How about this, how about you lie on the ground now?"
The middle-aged man with a dull face glanced at the shotgun less than one meter away from him, and finally lay down on the floor.
In just a few minutes, the roles were reversed. Wei Ran would not tie up the middle-aged man with a rope like the other party, but directly dislocated his elbows and knee joints, and then tied the middle-aged man with a rope.
While screaming in pain, he carefully inspected his body. He took out the few gold bars, some mark coins and paper notes he had just put into his pocket, and even some gold rings, gold pocket watches and other valuable things.
Come out and put it on the table.
Picking up the pen that Artur had given him, Wei Ran put the cap back on it, gently stepped on the middle-aged man's dislocated elbow, and crushed it hard while hearing the other's screams and
He asked while begging for mercy, "Now tell me why you tied me up. Of course, you can lie. Anyway, the cemetery outside won't mind me burying living people in it."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Romeo! It's Romeo! He asked me to do this!" The middle-aged man wailed and replied, "Get your feet away quickly, I
My arm is going to be broken! Please, take your feet away!"
"Why?" Wei Ran not only did not move his feet, but also slightly increased his strength.
"Pen cap! Taking off the pen cap is a signal!"
The middle-aged man replied very quickly, "According to the agreement, as long as the person he sends to find me takes off the cap of his pen, I will lock him here, and then go to the next place agreed with him and wait.
He will send someone here next time."
"Why?" Wei Ran asked slowly, and at the same time he put almost all his body weight on the opponent's dislocated joints.
"Change money!" the middle-aged man replied with tears in his eyes.
"Who can I exchange money from?" Wei Ran, who had already guessed the general idea, asked patiently.
"The British, and the Germans!" The middle-aged man continued to explain without waiting for Wei Ran to ask, "After our intelligence personnel suffer losses, the British will provide us with activity funds to recruit new helpers."
"Where are the Germans?" Wei Ran asked while using the soles of his feet to massage his dislocated joints.
"The value of the intelligence provided by those who cooperated with Romeo is too low. Romeo and I are going to eliminate them and use their bodies to exchange some money with the Germans, and at the same time gain the trust of the Germans."
"Whose idea is this?" Wei Ran asked with increased strength.
"Romeo! Romeo's thoughts!"
"What about you? Who are you? How are you connected with Romeo?"
"I am an Englishman. My sister is Romeo's wife. It was me who took the initiative to find him." The middle-aged man cried and replied, "Get your feet off! Please, my
My arm is really going to be broken."
"Don't worry, let me think about what else I want to ask."
Wei Ran simply stood up, stepped on the opponent's joints hard and asked, "What happened last time Romeo was exposed?"
"We originally wanted to kill the postman and replace him with one of our own. He controls an underground post office for Polish exiles and Jews. As long as he can be replaced by one of our own, we can know where more Poles and Jews are hiding. But
We didn't expect that the chained dog would accidentally attract the attention. Please, please, hurry up..."
"So these valuable things on the table are the funds you defrauded from the British?" Wei Ran ignored the other party's plea and asked, "When did it start?"
"Half...half a year ago" the middle-aged man cried and replied.
"Okay, last two questions," Wei Ran asked with a smile, "Where is this place? Why are you hiding here?"
"Romeo arranged it. It is said that the father of the tavern hostess was the tombkeeper here during his lifetime."
"Okay, last question." Wei Ran asked with a smile, "Where exactly are you going next?"
"Rentsburg, Rendsburg!" The middle-aged man who was almost crying after being tortured by Wei Ran replied without thinking, "Rentsburg Church, my contact person is a man named Nai from the choir of that church.
A happy woman.”
"What's the code word for joints?" Wei Ran asked.
"May the Lord send punishment to the guilty, may the Lord send forgiveness to the irrational, and may the Lord send mercy to the homeless."
Hearing this, Wei Ran took out the pocket watch that Artur gave him and looked at it. Seeing that there was still time, Wei Ran released his foot that had been stepping on the opponent's elbow.
The middle-aged man lying on the floor immediately breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could say anything, he saw Wei Ran grabbing his arm that had been stepped on just now, and then dislocated it with a crisp sound.
The elbow joint has been restored.
Amidst the middle-aged man's screams, Wei Ran carried a chair across his body, and then gently stepped on the joint of his other hand with his foot!
"Okay, let's ask the question again. If you remember something wrong, this is your last chance to correct it. If the final result satisfies me, maybe I will let you live. If you answer quickly enough,
I will also help you restore this hand to its original shape. Don’t worry, although the process is very painful, my skills are very good. If you don’t believe me, you can move the fingers of the other hand and you can use it now.”
"Are you really willing to let me go?" As the middle-aged man asked, he subconsciously moved his arm that had been stepped on by Wei Ran. Although the elbow was still painful, it was exactly what he said.
Then you can really move!
However, before he could recover, Wei Ran began to exert force on his feet, and the middle-aged man who had just breathed a sigh of relief let out a series of screams again.
"Like God promises, as long as you satisfy me, I will definitely let you survive."
Wei Ran solemnly made a promise in front of the other party, and at the same time pretended to cross himself on his chest. Then, he shuffled the questions he had just asked and started the torture again.
After repeatedly interrogating the other party's limbs and joints, Wei Ran finally reluctantly believed the other party's confession. In response to the middle-aged man's expectations, he regained his strength and moved his foot away from the knee socket of his left leg.
Unfortunately, Wei Ran did not help him restore his dislocated last leg after completing the torture as before, as the other party expected, but stood up, opened the door and walked out.
The sweaty middle-aged man turned over with difficulty, lying on the floor wet with sweat and his own urine, staring blankly at the ceiling above his head. Although the young man did not care about his left leg,
But at least he survived.
Unfortunately, before he could catch his breath, Wei Ran came back carrying a heavy cavalry sword from the First World War.
"What are you going to do?" the middle-aged man asked in a panic with a hoarse voice. At the same time, he held his hands in severe pain and moved his body back with difficulty, "You swore to let me go!"
"Yes." Wei Ran smiled, "It's a pity that I don't believe in that poor guy tied to the cross without any clothes."
Before he finished speaking, the rusty heavy cavalry sword had already passed through the middle-aged man's chest and was nailed to the wooden floor.
Looking at the middle-aged man who was nailed to the floor with a cavalry sword, Wei Ran pulled the things on the table into another canvas bag he had just found, then tied it to his belt and took the time to inspect the wooden house.
Once again, seeing that there was nothing special, he put on his cloak and left this house full of lies and betrayal.
