The Army General Hospital in Berlin is a legendary place that has received countless generals. Here, you may meet famous German generals that have been repeatedly promoted in newspapers and radio. You may also meet a new officer who is about to become a famous general.
People going in and out of the hospital often stop at a flower shop at the entrance of the hospital to buy a bouquet of blessings for the patients they are about to visit.
"Happy Flower House" is such a flower shop that provides a variety of beautifully packaged bouquets and is open all year round.
At 6:05, at this moment when meal time is approaching, there are almost no customers in front of the flower shop. Stereotypical Germans will not choose to visit patients during meal time unless there is something urgent.
However, at this moment, there was a man in a black suit, covering the upper half of his face with a hat, walking alone to the window of the "Happy Flower House".
"Boss Jack, are there two-color roses here?" The man in black took off his top hat and whispered to the window.
"Sorry, sir. You may be mistaken. The boss here is not named Jack. However, there are quite a few two-color rose shops." A soft reply came from the window.
Immediately afterwards, a man wearing a white shirt and blue underwear walked out of the flower shop door: "Sir, if you don't mind, you can go in and pick out a bunch of what you like."
Hearing this, the man in black showed a smile: "I don't mind choosing important flowers in a more suitable place."
"I don't mind either." A sudden voice interrupted the conversation between the two parties.
On the side of the flower shop, a man wearing the rank of general strode up to the two of them with a smile. Behind the man, two bodyguards in black with sharp eyes followed closely.
After the man in black was stunned for a second, he suddenly stared at the other person with an incredulous look for several times. When he saw the flower shop owner with the same expression out of the corner of his eye, the suspicion in his heart was once again confirmed——
Standing opposite him was Reinhard, the German Chancellor and Army General, the German Head of State!
"Hi, Führer!" The man in black quickly saluted Reinhardt with a raised hand. Then, the flower shop owner also responded and saluted.
"You're welcome," Reinhard said with a smile without any airs: "I'm here to buy flowers. Please take me to see the two-color roses you mentioned."
"This..." The flower shop owner's hesitant look betrayed him. It was obvious that his shop did not have this kind of mutated rose.
"Don't show it!?" Reinhardt changed his face and said, "Then you look down on me, the Prime Minister of this country?"
"Of course I don't dare...it's just..." The flower shop owner frowned and thought about his words.
"It doesn't matter, I don't mind those details." Reinhardt laughed heartily: "I just want to see the two-color rose you mentioned."
At the same time, the man in black on the side witnessed the entire process of Reinhardt's intervention.
Although he didn't understand why Reinhard cared so much about his docking code, the man in black knew that he should no longer stay in this dangerous position. His mission was to lurk and quietly deliver news to the country, not to communicate with Germany.
The prime minister of the country at the peak of his power got into trouble.
As a spy, the advantage of the man in black named Fleming is that he has a popular face and can easily hide his presence in the crowd.
At this moment, long-term spy training allowed Fleming to make an easy judgment - leave immediately and never get entangled with the "missing" German head of state.
"Führer, I'm just an ordinary customer. Since you have something to do with the flower shop owner, I won't bother you." Fleming said goodbye to Reinhard as calmly as possible, then turned and left.
"It's okay, don't bother me. You want to watch it anyway, so why don't we come together?" Reinhardt enthusiastically grabbed Fleming and said, "I suddenly want to watch it with you. Why don't you accompany me?"
That means looking down on me."
"I think..." Fleming was about to collapse on the spot due to the "one-sided" Reinhardt. He knew that the Germans couldn't turn around, but he didn't know why this
The aloof German head of state insists on dragging a grown man like himself to look at flowers together. Could it be that there is something wrong with the other party's sexual orientation?
"It doesn't matter!" Reinhard looked at Fleming, who was wearing a black suit, with firm eyes, but he thought with disdain in his heart: If you have any other reasons, tell me! Anyway, I will block you back no matter what you say.
Eloquence, how can you staid Europeans defeat me?
Reinhardt became suspicious just from the moment he saw Fleming dressed in standard spy black clothes. Later, the textbook code of communication between Fleming and the flower shop owner strengthened Reinhardt's suspicion.
judgment.
With two highly skilled Gestapo bodyguards behind him, Reinhardt did not have to worry about his own safety. In just 3.5 seconds, the bodyguards behind Reinhardt could load their guns and kill those close to him.
Any threat within range.
In fact, the two bodyguards behind Reinhardt did put great pressure on Fleming. In the first second when they met, Fleming felt threatened by the opponent. Because of the presence of the two bodyguards, Fleming
Ming gave up the possibility of escaping by force from the beginning.
And Reinhardt's endless entanglement made Fleming, a senior spy, feel powerless. In fact, facing his nominal prime minister, Fleming, a British spy, really didn't have many ways to get rid of him.
Relying on his status as prime minister, Reinhard further "educated" Fleming: "Don't look down on anyone. Even if I'm not the head of state, you shouldn't refuse my goodwill, right?"
Reinhard gently stretched out his hand and touched Fleming's face softly: "Please remember my teachings in the future."
Listening to Reinhard's heart-warming words, he felt the ambiguous caress of a lover. Fleming suppressed the goosebumps all over his body and stared at the German head of state with a chill in his vest.
There's something wrong with this guy's sexual orientation!
Fleming sighed painfully. He was performing a mission normally, but he encountered such a pervert. All he was thinking about now was how to escape from the clutches of this pervert.
But Reinhard seemed to have no intention of stopping. He stared at Fleming's crotch with green eyes, and slowly moved his hand down...
At this moment, Fleming couldn't help it anymore and stumbled, rolling and crawling to the side.
The moment Fleming got out of the way, he clearly caught a glimpse of the disappointed look in Reinhard's eyes that showed dissatisfaction with his demands.
"Forget it, I won't look at the rose." Reinhard waved his hand and shook his head: "But you, a little comrade, have a lot of problems, and I can't choose to ignore it."
The flower shop owner nearby heard Reinhardt say he didn't want to look at two-color roses, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, there were no so-called two-color roses in his flower shop, it was just a special code.
"That's it, I'll let the police take you back." Reinhardt made his own decision, clearly abusing his power and said to Fleming: "Tonight, I will interrogate you, hehehehe...
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Fleming glanced at the flower shop owner with a painful expression. From the awkward look on his face, he understood that he had heard correctly just now. The hint was that Reinhardt was hinting at him nakedly! Perhaps, he, Fleming, wanted to do this now.
I will die for my country later.
In fact, this is the best result for Fleming. Once it is discovered that there is no so-called two-color rose, his identity and that of the flower shop owner are likely to be exposed.
And if you do it...become the lover of the German head of state. Not only will your identity be safer, but you will also be able to obtain more intelligence for the country.
In front of everyone, Reinhard summoned a plainclothes policeman from a distance and told him: "I will take this gentleman to the headquarters on Changjian Street later, and I will interrogate him personally in the evening. Remember, give it to me.
Tie them up well. You know, hey hey hey..."
Hint, he hinted again! Fleming burst into tears in his heart. The interests of the country and the nation lay, and it seemed that he could not escape from this level.
It wasn't until a group of secret police officers arrived and took away Fleming, who had a resentful look in his eyes, that Reinhardt showed a look of relief.
The flower shop owner who witnessed the whole process wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, smiled at Reinhardt and said: "If the Führer is okay, I will first..."
"It's something, of course it's something." Reinhard looked at the flower shop owner with a surprised expression: "I haven't seen the two-color roses yet!"
"But you..." The flower shop owner looked at Reinhardt with a twisted expression.
"But I said, I won't look at the roses?" Reinhard reminded the flower shop owner kindly, indicating that he still remembered what he just said.
When the flower shop owner couldn't figure out the other party's intention, Reinhardt stopped smiling and instead sneered unconceivably: "You think I didn't see your identity?"
"So you..." The flower shop owner was surprised and speechless by Reinhardt's sudden showdown.
"Nonsense! I've seen your routines countless times." Reinhardt thought to himself that if these idiots had watched spy movies of the 21st century, they might be able to show less traces of the routines.
Waving his hand, Reinhard snorted disdainfully: "What about a two-color rose! This kind of joint code is special enough. It does avoid chance, but it also exposes your specialness."
"They sell roses in front of the hospital, and they come in two colors? You idiot!" These were the last words Reinhard left to the flower shop owner before leaving.
"Why? Why did you still use this method to deceive Fleming into going to jail even though you already knew it?" The flower shop owner painfully threw out his last doubt.
Shaking his head, Reinhard seemed to feel pity for the failed spy, and answered his question quietly: "It's very simple, that person is very dangerous. I had no choice but to use this safer way to trick him into being arrested.
Otherwise, I am not sure that I can catch him at the entrance of the hospital. As for the method, it is completely my personal bad taste."
At this moment, the flower shop owner used all his strength to force himself to resist the urge to rush up and beat this bastard.
As Prime Minister, Reinhardt had 10,000 ways to deceive Fleming into being arrested, but he chose the most perverted way. It was this perverted method that confused the audience and made the always excellent and astute spy
Fleming was tricked into jail.
The opponent is a bastard!
December 22, 1936. British agent Ian Fleming, the prototype of later famous agent 007, was accidentally designed and captured by German Head of State Reinhardt.
At the same time, the British spy network established in Berlin was easily and completely destroyed by the Gestapo within the next month.
