After Dr. Hans waited for Wei Ran to get in the car, he immediately turned around and drove in the direction of the farm. At the same time, he kept explaining, "K doesn't know the specific list. Not only is he not the real person in charge, he even
Most of the people training here this week are just ordinary shooting enthusiasts."
"Where is that farm?" Wei Ran asked after him.
"There are only some weapons for training." Hans stepped on the brakes worriedly. After waiting for Hannah, who was carrying a gun, to get into the car, he turned the car again and drove towards Bonn.
"So we're going to catch the real person in charge now?"
Wei Ran asked nervously, and at the same time his whole heart sank to the bottom. He originally thought that the conditions for returning this time were not difficult, but it was not until this moment that he realized that assisting Dr. Hans to escape from Bonn might not be enough.
It didn't really start!
"I hope I can find it," Dr. Hans responded worriedly, and then switched to German and started communicating with Hannah, who was responsible for driving.
More than an hour later, the van stopped near a cemetery on the edge of the city. Hannah got out of the car and walked into the cemetery alone. Soon after, a black hearse drove out.
He signaled Wei Ran to carry his things and get into the car. After a while, Hannah, who was driving, had also changed into a black dress. Doctor Hans, on the other hand, took out a set of priest's robes from the coffin in the car.
He put it on and threw a black suit to Wei Ran, "Hurry up and put it on, and then you can drive."
Upon hearing this, Wei Ran quickly took off his work clothes, put on the slightly oversized suit, and then put the spy camera that Hans had given him not long ago into his pocket. Waiting for him to drive the hearse and start running again
, the clothes that had just been changed were also thrown out of the window.
In just one morning, there were already a lot of police officers and police cars on the streets of Bonn. Fortunately, these police officers focused on investigating cars leaving the city, and there were no restrictions on those entering the city.
Under the guidance of Dr. Hans, Wei Ran drove the hearse through the streets and alleys, and finally stopped at the door of a flower shop.
"The target is the flower shop owner, a woman in her forties."
Before Dr. Hans finished speaking, Hannah, who was wearing a black gift, had already opened the car door, walked to the door of the store and opened the door with a wind chime. Wei Ran quickly followed, chasing Hannah into the store.
The shop is not that big, with bunches of flowers everywhere visible to the naked eye. Amidst the rich fragrance of flowers, a middle-aged woman who looks about the same age as Hannah is holding a watering can in one hand and a watering can in the other.
She was trimming the bouquet in front of her with scissors, and next to her stood a little girl holding a doll.
Without any notice, Wei Ran, who was following behind, turned over the wooden sign hanging on the inside of the glass door, and then closed the curtain on the inside of the glass door. At the same time, Hannah also pointed her gun at the man.
A woman with a face full of astonishment. As for the little girl holding the doll, she timidly hid behind the middle-aged woman, with only half of her head exposed and looking at the two remaining customers in the flower shop.
The owner of the flower shop looked down at the little girl hiding behind him, shook his head helplessly, and then asked in proficient Russian, "Are you kgb?"
"It doesn't matter who we are, but you should know why we are looking for you." Hannah replied in Russian with a strange accent.
So you can speak Russian?! Wei Ran looked at Hannah in surprise. He always thought that she only spoke German!
"Let my daughter go, and I'll tell you whatever you want to know." The female owner of the flower shop put aside the watering can and scissors in her hands, then bent down and picked up the little girl hiding behind her.
"Where are the people from the Youth League and what is your attack plan?" Hannah continued to ask in Russian with a cold face.
"Most of them died in the morning explosion."
"Perhaps this little girl will tell me the real answer." As Hannah spoke, she had already pointed her gun at the child in the flower shop owner's arms.
"Seven Peaks Mountain"
The flower shop owner turned his back to Hannah, protected the child in his arms with his body, and said very simply, "On the other side of the Lin River, at Qifeng Mountain, there is an abandoned castle and an air-raid bunker left over from World War II.
The men below are there now, and the rest left for East Germany a week ago."
"Take us there," Hannah said, waving her hand towards Wei Ran, "Pig, you hold that child."
Wei Ran looked at Hannah with a strange look, hesitated for a moment and picked up the little girl from the flower shop owner's hand. He picked up a promotional poster from the flower shop's bar and put it in his pocket.
With his child in Wei Ran's hands and Hannah holding a gun behind him, the flower shop owner had no choice but to follow them out of the flower shop and get into the hearse parked on the roadside.
After handing the little girl in his arms to Dr. Hans, Wei Ran got into the cab, followed the flower shop owner's instructions, and drove through the city of Bonn, finally stopping at an intersection less than a hundred meters away from the bridge across the Linhe River.
"There are police ahead," Wei Ran said nervously.
"You take care of it," Dr. Hans said to the flower shop owner sitting opposite the coffin. At the same time, he shook the syringe in his hand. The meaning was self-evident.
The flower shop owner said calmly, "Keep going."
He glanced at Hannah through the rearview mirror, and she nodded slightly. Then he stepped on the accelerator and continued to move forward with the slow traffic.
When the hearse was stopped by the police, the flower shop owner opened the window and showed a black ID before the other party opened his mouth. The policeman immediately stood up straight and let him go happily.
After crossing the Linhe River without any danger and leaving the urban area, the terrain on both sides of the road gradually began to rise. Finally, under the guidance of the flower shop owner, we drove onto an abandoned winding mountain road filled with weeds.
The flower shop owner took the initiative to explain, "There is an 18th-century castle ruin at the end of this mountain road. The air-raid shelter built during World War II is right next to the castle."
"How many people are there?" Dr. Hans asked with a frown.
"Most of them had actually left for East Germany a few days ago, and there are only less than ten people left here."
The flower shop owner said bluntly, "But even so, it is very difficult for just a few of you to enter there. During World War II, the Americans even used tanks and bombers to capture this place. Even so, it took them a week."
"I believe you can find a way to let us in."
Dr. Hans said with a smile, "Now let's talk about those people who are already coveting East Germany. What are they going to do?"
"Reoccupy the headquarters of the Youth Army," the flower shop owner said simply, "on the day your Soviet Union changes to a new leader."
"Youth Army headquarters?" Doctor Hans frowned, not knowing what place the other party was talking about.
Hannah, on the other hand, asked without thinking, "Institute of Marxism-Leninism?"
