That afternoon, while the two of them were sitting in the living room, drinking coffee brewed by old Albert himself, and listening to him explain some German human geography and customs, there was a gentle knock on the door of the suite.
Chen Mo motioned to Old Albert to sit down, put down his cup, stood up and opened the door.
Outside the door, a young white man held three boxes and smiled at Chen Mo: "Sir, these are the clothes you customized in our store."
A few days ago, Chen Mo took Albert to a nearby tailor shop and leather shoe store to order several sets of clothes and leather shoes, and left the address of the hotel. The leather shoes had been delivered long ago, and the clothes were just made today.
Chen Mo turned aside to let the young man enter the room, and pointed to the table in the living room, "Thank you for your hard work, just leave it there."
After paying the tip and sending away the happy tailor shop apprentice, Chen Mo returned to the table with three boxes, one large and two small, and handed him the box with Albert's name written on it. Chen Mo opened the box with his own name on it, and
Chen Mo did not move the largest box.
There were two suits of black wool fabric neatly stacked in the box. The British tailor's skills were very good, the materials used were exquisite, and the workmanship was exquisite. Chen Mo looked at the dark gray suit in old Albert's hand and shook his head helplessly.
"How about it? Eddie, go back to the room and try it on and see the difference with your original one."
"Fortunately, it's pretty good in Liverpool. But I still think my original one is better." Old Albert looked at the workmanship of the clothes and said seriously.
The old artist also has a arrogant side. He always insists that the clothes made by the tailors here are not good, and would rather continue to wear his somewhat worn dark gray suit. When he went to the tailor shop, if Chen Mo hadn't pulled him, he wouldn't have even planned to go.
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Chen Mo thought it was out of preference for his country's tailors, so he didn't say anything more and returned to the room with two boxes, one large and one small.
After closing the door, Chen Mo put the suit box aside and opened the larger box.
After checking the contents inside, Chen Mo nodded with satisfaction, leaving a set of clothes behind. Chen Mo put the other things back and put the box into the space.
When Albert put on new clothes and returned to the living room, the sight in front of him froze him on the spot and almost screamed in shock.
The other "Albert" was sitting on the sofa looking at him. He had the same clothes and the same appearance. Albert felt that his brain was a little exhausted.
However, the old man who had experienced the vicissitudes of life quickly calmed down and asked in a deep voice.
"Who are you? Why are you here?"
"Who are you? Why are you here?"
As if it was a recording playback, "Albert" on the sofa spoke, and his voice was exactly the same as his own. Old Eddie's brain became even more confused, but his whole body became more defensive, and his eyes began to become sharp.
Seeing that the simple-minded old Albert had been frightened by him, and it was time to draw his sword, Chen Mo took off the mask on his head with a smile, "Haha! How about it? Eddie, I did it just like you did.
, does it look like?”
Chen Mo threw the mask over. Old Albert, who had just recovered from the sudden change in the situation, caught the mask in a hurry and looked through it carefully. "What... is this thing made of? It looks real."
Just like that, I was completely deceived by you just now."
"Silicone, wigs, and paints took me a lot of effort and many attempts to make them." Silicone had been invented as early as the end of the 19th century. The technology was already very mature during this period, and Chen Mo
They are so carefully decorated that you can't tell the difference without touching them with your hands.
"It's amazing! But what's going on with your voice? Why is it exactly the same as mine?" Albert thought of another question.
"It's very simple. You just need to control the vocal cords to change the articulation area and adjust the way the oral and nasal cavities produce sounds." In reality, many imitation show actors can imitate celebrities as if they are real. This is not a problem for Chen Mo, who has strong body control.
Already.
Chen Mo stayed in Liverpool for a month, and it was February 1942. It was time to leave.
Early that morning, Chen Mo quietly left the hotel in the heavy fog. He left $10,000 for Old Albert on the table in the living room. After a short period of time together, Chen Mo had a good impression of this rigorous, generous and open-minded old man.
His serious and meticulous teaching also helped Chen Mo a lot, so he was naturally willing to help him.
This amount of money was nothing to Chen Mo, but it was a huge sum of money at the time, enough for the old Albert to spend the rest of his life safely.
It was a pity that he could no longer drink the coffee brewed by old Albert himself. Chen Mo shook his head with some reluctance and left Liverpool with these little regrets.
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March 1942
Tonsberg, Norway
In a remote town on the outskirts, there is an old and simple church, which houses the tomb of the Norwegian royal family.
At this time, Norway had been occupied by Germany, but the nights in this remote town were still peaceful and peaceful.
Unfortunately, this tranquility was soon broken. A huge tank that was three stories high and dozens of meters long roared into the town. Where the tracks passed by, the neat stone slabs shattered, and the surrounding houses shook.
stand up.
The giant steel monster-like tank passed through the small square in the town, drove all the way to the church, and crashed straight into the gate. The tall and heavy wooden gate collapsed together with the surrounding stone walls. The smoke and dust dispersed, revealing the scene inside.
came out.
In the small space, there are several thick gray stone pillars erected, supporting the circular vault of the church. Ancient and mysterious murals are carved on the surrounding walls. A heavy and simple sarcophagus is placed in the middle of the church.
There was only an old man with a gray beard in the church, and a commoner who was silenced under the collapsed stones.
A group of soldiers filed in from the collapsed gate. Six of them quickly took up positions in various corners and were on guard with guns. The team leader led the remaining three soldiers to the sarcophagus and tried to open it.
A domineering black six-wheel off-road sports car slowly stopped at the door of the church. A tall and cold figure stepped out of the car. His shiny black military boots made a "ta" and "ta" sound on the hard stone road.
, heavy and depressing. Wearing a black military trench coat, he is majestic and oppressive, his cold face is slightly stiff, and his cold eyes reveal a hint of violence and madness.
The officer walked slowly into the church, and the soldiers inside quickly stood at attention and saluted.
"It took me a long time to find this place. I really have to praise you." The officer's cold face showed no expression at all. "Help him up."
A soldier quickly pulled the old man up. Faced with this sudden change, the old man seemed a little panicked.
"I think you are a very far-sighted person, and we are similar in this way." The officer said as he helped the old man tidy up his messy clothes, but his emotionless voice made people feel cold.
"We don't look alike at all." Although he was panicking inside, the old man was not afraid to give in.
"Really? But what others regard as superstition, you and I both regard as science." The officer looked into the old man's eyes and said.
"What you are looking for does not exist." The old man's voice was trembling.
"Then why go to all the trouble to hide it." The officer seemed a little impatient. He took off his hat and handed it to his men, then walked to the sarcophagus.
He put his hands on the coffin lid and pushed hard. The sarcophagus that several soldiers had been unable to move even with all their strength was easily pushed away by the officer. As the heavy coffin lid fell to the ground, all the contents inside were exposed.