In the S.H.I.E.L.D. office, Nick Fury was staring at the computer screen without blinking. His hands were crossed in front of him, and his eyes reflected the cold light of the computer screen, which made him look indifferent.
of solemnity.
Natasha knocked on the door and walked in. Nick only looked up at her, and then continued to stare at the computer screen. Natasha put the file in her hand on the table. Nick's eyes did not move, and he reached out to
The documents were brought over.
After quickly browsing the contents above the document, Nick reached out and patted the armrest of the chair hard and said, "That's right."
Natasha stood straight with her arms folded. She said, "It has been confirmed that Schiller was from your era, right? But there are many places in the information that are unclear."
"Of course, of course it will be like this." Nick lowered the corner of his mouth and stared at the information in his hand. "It would be difficult for you to find any information with very accurate descriptions in that era, because there were too many secrets that needed to be covered up."
"Who is he?" Natasha walked to the table, looked at Nick and asked, "What role did he play in that era?"
"He is...'Doctor'."
In the winter of January 1945, a tense atmosphere lingered in the streets of Berlin. Groups of soldiers passed by like a flock of crows, but they no longer had the arrogance of the past. For the future of this country,
, people have already had a premonition.
The dark clouds are about to disperse. No one knows whether the cracks in the clouds will reveal the first ray of light or a more serious natural disaster. This country will pay an unimaginable price for this completely failed war.
Most people have already accepted their fate, but there are still some people who are stubbornly resisting.
The lead-gray buildings on both sides of the street have only small windows, and they are crowded together like giants pushing hands. The long nails on the wooden door of the bakery have long been rusted, and the threshold of the tavern has been stepped on and faded.
.
The winter of this year was particularly difficult for ordinary Germans. At dusk, more devout believers were witnessed, and people came and went in the Catholic church.
A man wearing a long gray windbreaker took off the hat on his head. He exhaled a breath of hot breath from his chest. The white mist gradually dissipated in the gray air. He threw two coins into the bowl of the beggar sitting at the door.
, he crossed himself on his chest, looked up at the crow that had landed on the eaves of the church, and walked towards the steps.
A young priest stood waiting at the door of the steps. The two of them quickly walked into the church. Their backs seemed to disappear into the mouth of the giant beast. The observer on the rooftop opposite took away his telescope and removed his hair blown by the wind.
Press it back into the hat.
"Nothing unusual was found." He shook his head and said to the person behind him: "I think Nick is making a fuss out of a molehill. There is no evidence to prove that this doctor is related to the murder. He has a sufficient alibi.
More importantly, he has good relations with most of the Catholic churches in Berlin, so we can't just rush in."
The speaker was a middle-aged man with short blond hair, a very common image of an American soldier. The criss-crossing ravines on his face showed that he had considerable combat experience.
The door to the rooftop suddenly opened behind them, and both of them turned around cautiously. Fortunately, what appeared there was a figure darker than the darkness.
"Hey, Nick." The blond man greeted: "Why did you come here in person? Aren't you staring at Duke?"
"I'm not worried about this place, so I came here to take a look. You didn't rush in rashly, right? Especially you, Dino, Jones is most worried about you. This is a critical moment, and you must not cause trouble."
"Don't worry, Nick, am I standing here properly?" The blond man named Dino smiled and said, "We promise we are just staring, Jonathan can vouch for me."
He looked at his companion next to him. He was a man with short gray hair. He was slightly younger than him, but he seemed to be born with a lot of white hair, making him appear to be the oldest among the three of them.
"Did you find anything?" Nick came over and sat on the edge of the rooftop. Dino shook his head and said, "We have been watching him for two days. All his behaviors are normal. He is at the hospital every day at three o'clock and one line.
, home, church..."
"This is even more suspicious." Nick said: "Doesn't he have any entertainment activities? No one does not need entertainment."
"Relax, Nick." Jonathan said: "To people like them, prayer is a rare time to relax. They think chatting with the priest is very interesting, and the stories in the Bible are much better than those tabloid news.
Totally old-fashioned.”
"If you think so, you are wrong." Nick raised an eyebrow and said: "The only survivor of Heinemund's laboratory was killed like this, and everyone who appeared at or around the scene was killed.
We cannot rule out major suspects without reason, whether they are doctors, teachers, or other celebrities."
Dino sighed and said: "I know that we have long been in the most unfavorable situation. Although the invasion of the Heinemund Laboratory made Hitler give up his atomic bomb plan, the Hydra people robbed the atomic bomb.
The unfinished atomic bomb, and now the only survivor who knows the label is dead. If they really want to do anything, the whole of Berlin will be in danger."
"They can't hold on for long." Nick said: "Anyone with a discerning eye can see that they are struggling to their death. In half a year at most, Germany will inevitably sign an unconditional surrender agreement. Now is their last chance, so they can't help it.
Take action."
Nick narrowed his eyes and said with a slightly proud look: "We are not afraid of them taking action, because once they take action, it means they can no longer remain calm. The enemy is in the dark, and our disadvantage in the light will no longer exist."
Yes, the snake will show its tail sooner or later."
"Jonathan and I thought of a way." Dino said: "Andel Schiller claims to be a devout Christian. If he is not, his conversation with the priest must be exposed. And if he is really, then maybe the church's
The confessional will listen to his innermost secrets."
Nick shook his head and said, "You don't understand. This trick is useless for people like him. If he dares to call himself this, he won't let you find any loopholes. But it is also a direction that can be tried. Are the monitoring equipment ready?
"
"Of course, tonight we will install eavesdropping terminals in the prayer and confession rooms of several churches he frequents. God will bless us."
"It's no use just pointing to God for blessing." Nick stood up and said, "I will choose to make second-hand preparations. You only have three days at most. If there is no valid information, use my method."
Nick turned and left. Dino shook his head and said to Jonathan next to him: "I admit that he is indeed very powerful, but when the boss recruited him, didn't he consider how offending his temper would be?"
"He is a good enforcer." Jonathan commented.
Nick walked hurriedly across the street and stopped at the door of a pub. He leaned against the wooden door frame and looked at the people coming and going with vigilant eyes. When he paid for the drink, he stared at the finger of the pub owner.
.
He handed over the change and took the bottle from his hand. The moment the gun was taken out from under the counter, he hit the boss on the wrist with the bottle, grabbed the gun and ran away.
Regardless of the chaotic sounds coming from behind, Nick quickly ran into the nearest alley with a whooshing sound, jumped up on the wall, and then climbed to the balcony on the second floor next to him, and pulled an old man in a wheelchair.
Startled.
"Sorry, ma'am." Nick said in German.
"Are you being hunted?" the old man asked. The window over there was a garbage dump. She pointed to the window on the other side.
Nick put the gun into his jacket, nodded to her, walked to the window on the other side to take a look, flipped it out, and jumped into the garbage dump without any mistake. A group of searchers with guns came over his head.
Ran over.
Emerging from the garbage pile, Nick sighed, shook his hands, dusted his jacket with his hands, and walked quickly in one direction.
Opening the closed door, a burly figure rushed in vigorously. Walking through the steep and uneven stairwell, Nick knocked on the door. The person who opened the door was a woman with short hair.
"Have you met them again?" The woman made way for Nick to come in. Nick threw the gun in his arms to her and said: "They are becoming more and more unscrupulous. It seems that the time to surrender will be longer than I thought."
It’s still early.”
"When will it be early? Five months later? Six months later?"
"No, I think there are still about three or four months..." Berlin is not big enough, and the red flag is close at hand. Nick took off his coat and threw it into the bathroom. He turned to look at the woman and said: "Jones,
Does Felix need an operation?"
"Are you referring to his heart problem?" The woman known as Jones tidied her hair around her ears and said, "The doctor said it is difficult for him to live past the age of 25, but now is not a good time for surgery."
"I know we will be very busy in the next few months and will not have the energy to take care of a patient, but once Germany surrenders, we will probably need to evacuate here immediately, and it will be difficult for us to take this boy away."
Jones also showed some hesitation. She paced back and forth in the room and said: "You know, we are not really his parents. All this is just for the needs of the garrison. Without orders from superiors, we can't do anything unnecessary."
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"But you can't bear it, right? Felix is a good boy. He has helped us a lot. We can't abandon him."
"What are you going to do?" Jones seemed to have made up her mind, she said: "I knew a few pretty good doctors when I was a nurse in the hospital, but Felix has congenital heart disease, and the best time for surgery is 1
~2 years old, but he is already 11 years old this year. Not all doctors have such skills. If they are so sure, they will not be willing to cause trouble."
"We have recently focused on a doctor." Nick said: "Andale Schiller, the former chief surgeon of Landwehr Hospital, was also one of the last batch of people to evacuate to the city."
"The suspect in the murder of the survivors of the Heinemund Laboratory?" Jones frowned deeply and said, "You said he was a strong suspect at the beginning, and you didn't want him to operate on Felix.
Bar?"
"If we are too far away from him, we can only see his disguise. Only when we are close enough to him, can we see his true face, right?"
"You know how risky this is." Jones' tone was very hesitant, she said: "There is a shortage of medicines now, the hospital is full of injured soldiers, and the gang of madmen are frantically searching for surrenders hiding in the city, and they are searching for supplies.
Sooner or later it will approach here."
"Then this is the best time." Nick said: "There are always only ferocious fish hiding in chaotic ponds, and what we want to see is not whether it is ferocious, but who it bites for."
"Who do you think it is?"
"It's better not to be the worst, Nick said, and you know I don't mean the Gestapo."