Outside the window, the howling cold wind intensified, and several trash cans blown over by the wind rolled around on the street, making a clanging noise. However, in the warm and dark bedroom, Wei Ran, who was lying on the bed, was tossing and turning, not feeling sleepy at all.
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He was worried whether the body pushed out of the window of the hospital operating room not long ago would attract the police, and he was also worried whether the woman driving out would suddenly open the door and shoot herself.
Even the house where he was hiding was very different from the house that Nicholas showed him. He remembered clearly that Ampoule's home in Bonn was a narrow one-bedroom and one-living room, but this place not only
Located in a remote suburb, it is a two-story single-family villa with a garage.
Moreover, there is also the blond middle-aged woman who has not been mentioned by Nicholas at all, as well as the young man holding the basketball in the photo frame on the bedside. These are all outside the information provided by Nicholas.
Could it be that Dr. Hans was not actually an ampoule? Wei Ran shook his head to dispel his thoughts. He once took the card he found with the radio station to confirm with Nicholas, who also gave him the accurate answer.
Since the photos are correct, could it be that Ampoule, or Dr. Hans next door, has a secret base that only he knows? When this thought came to his mind, Wei Ran, who was originally lying on the bed, sat up directly.
"wrong!"
He stood up in the darkness. Perhaps this suburban home was Doctor Hans' secret base? But since he dared to bring him here without any scruples, and was not even in a hurry to escape, could it be said that he was not worried about himself?
Exposed?
Wei Ran forced himself to calm down. If this was the case, the condition of his return might not be to help Dr. Hans escape from Bonn, but to escape from Dr. Hans' pursuit.
After hesitating for a moment, he turned on the bedside table lamp and used the faint light to search for useful clues in the bedroom. Unfortunately, all the text information here was basically in German that he could not understand, except for one.
This diploma from the University of Bonn in 1984 is marked in English, so it is barely understandable.
He took this graduation certificate and compared it with the photo in the photo frame beside his bed, and confirmed that he was the same person as the young man. Then he silently memorized the serial number on the diploma over and over again.
Although he was sent back to the Cold War era earlier than he planned, he never forgot what he came here for. When he returns to his own era, if he can follow the number on the diploma to find the one in the photo frame
Boy, maybe you can unlock a lot of secrets.
Putting the certificate back in its place, after thinking about it, he was still worried that the other party had other thoughts. Wei Ran simply blocked the locked door with a bedside table, and then took a pillow and lay down on the floor that was just blocked by the bed, so that he didn't care about the other party.
Do you want to kill yourself? At least you can get a chance to react.
Wei Ran closed his eyes in fear, and after tossing and turning, Wei Ran finally fell asleep. In the fragmented dream, Dr. Hans, Hannah, and even Nicholas and Culp raised their pistols and shot him again and again.
Pulling the trigger also kept him awake all night.
When Wei Ran was woken up by the sound of the engine, the wind outside the window had stopped. He opened the curtains and took a look outside. Dr. Hans's Mercedes-Benz SUV was parked outside, and the skyline in the distance had already stopped.
It was dyed a faint fiery red by the sun that had not yet emerged.
Rubbing his face vigorously to make himself happy as soon as possible, Wei Ran pushed the bedside table and walked out of the room, knocking on the door of the next bedroom. In the bedroom illuminated by the desk lamp, Dr. Hans pulled out the syringe inserted near the wound on his leg and threw it to
In the ashtray, he slowly put on his clothes and said, "It's time for us to go."
"Where to go?" Wei Ran asked in a low voice.
"buy insurance"
While Dr. Hans was talking, he took out bullets from the tin candy box on the bedside table and put them into the silent pistol with only two rounds of ammunition. Then he put the camera, which was only the size of a cigarette box, into his pocket.
inside,
"Buy insurance?" Wei Ran looked at Dr. Hans, who had changed into a suit, confused.
"It seems that you really don't know anything, but don't worry, I will explain it to you on the way, which saves me having to report it myself." Hans muttered, but did not bother to explain at all, and walked downstairs at the lead.
He took him into the Mercedes-Benz SUV waiting outside.
Before Wei Ran could slam the car door completely, the middle-aged woman named Hannah had already stepped on the accelerator and rushed out. Along the way, Dr. Hans and Hannah chatted in German that Wei Ran could not understand at all.
What? Even until the car stopped at the door of an apartment in the center of the city, the two of them did not stop their increasingly heated conversation.
Fortunately, when the three of them walked out of the elevator, the two finally shut up. Not only did Hannah hold Dr. Hans's arm, but the expression on her face became happy and intimate, and she followed him.
Wei Ran, who was behind them, had an expression on his face that was clearly looking at the two mental patients.
Walking along the long corridor until the end near the stairs, Hannah took out a key from her pocket and opened the door.
Under the leadership of Dr. Hans, Wei Ran walked into this house with a very familiar layout and furnishings. However, Hannah, who was following at the end, did not come in. Instead, she stood on the inside of the door, using peepholes to observe the empty house.
corridor.
In the living room, Dr. Hans, who was handicapped, took out a medical file from the briefcase he carried and stuffed it into a wooden box on the table by the wall. Then he took out a large bottle of ink from the sideboard, unscrewed it, and poured it directly into the
On the wooden box.
Jian Weiran looked at him suspiciously, but Doctor Hans did not explain at all. He just raised his finger and pointed to a box full of weapons in the corner and said, "Take what you can use. We may encounter many enemies next."
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"If you have time, how about introducing who our enemy is?"
While Wei Ran was speaking, he reached out from the box and took out an MP5 submachine gun equipped with a silencer. He then picked up the quick loader on the table and pushed the bullets placed inside into the magazine.
"In indoor operations, the first target is an insurance company. The person behind this company is a military colonel named Albert Schnetz. Before the establishment of the West German Wehrmacht, he had long accepted the Galen organization and
Funds for activities provided by civilian Najia survivors were used to cultivate two underground armed groups, the "German Youth League" and the "Professional and Technical Service Organization", established by Najia veterans."
When Dr. Hans said this, he put a Mauser SP66 sniper rifle into the cello box, then threw a submachine gun and matching ammunition into it, and continued, "Last year, I assassinated someone who was also behind this company.
Participant Hans Speidel. It was from him that he learned that after they were abandoned by the Galenic Organization in 1955 and lost their operating funds, the insurance company not only did not dissolve, but instead was withdrawn from the Americans a few years ago.
