Burning Moscow

Gerritka got out of the car and walked in front of Steyn, and said in a deep voice, "I suspect you are a resistance. Take out your credentials and I want to check it."

"What, I'm a resister?" Steyn heard Greetka say so, and suddenly stopped beating. He pointed to the opponent's nose and said angrily: "Do you know who I am? It is a historian from the University of Berlin, who came to Lutsk to work on the order of Dr. Goebbels. You are in that part, and I want to accuse your chief of your rude behavior."

"It is your right to accuse me to my chief." Gretka said unhurriedly, "but I have to wait until I have checked your documents."

"No, you have no right to check my documents." Steyn said emotionally, "If you want to know my identity, you can follow me to the bank, where Major Hans will prove my identity to you. ."

"I don't have any time to go to any bank," Greetka estimated that he pulled the bolt of the gun and continued to frighten Steyn: "If you don't show your credentials, I will shoot."

Just when the two sides were at odds with each other, there was a roar of motorcycles from far to near, and then a voice was heard asking: "What's the matter?"

Greetka turned his head and saw that the motorcycle that Trafkin was driving had come behind him. The person who asked the question was a cultural relic expert sitting in the side bucket. He quickly stepped forward and pretended to be serious and reported that : "Second lieutenant, caught a suspicious person. I suspect he is a resistance element. He wants to check his documents, but he refuses to cooperate."

After hearing this, the cultural relics expert gave an acknowledgment, and then pretended to say: "Since he refuses to show his credentials, send him to the Gestapo. I believe the people there will let him tell the truth."

Trafkin took off his goggles, glanced at Steyn, who was standing on the side of the road, and then winked at Greteka. Greetka, who knew everything, immediately turned around and walked to Steyn's side, reached out and grabbed the collar on the back of his neck, and said bluntly: "Okay, don't linger, come with us to the Gestapo, they Will figure out if you are a resistance member."

In this case, Steyn, who was originally tough, could only give in, because he knew in his heart that it was easy to get in from the Gestapo, and it was difficult to get out, and this SS soldier just wanted to check his own documents. He struggling hastily said: "Let go of me, I will show you the ID."

Gretka was just scaring him, but when he heard him say that, he immediately let go. When Steyn took out his certificate from his briefcase, he snatched it over and read as he watched: "Dr. George Steyn, professor of history at the University of Berlin." After looking through the certificate, he walked over to it. In front of the cultural relics expert, he handed the certificate to him and said: "Second Lieutenant, this certificate looks very real."

When Stein heard Greetka say this, he was immediately unhappy. He said loudly: "What does it mean to look like it is true? It is true in the first place."

A seven-person patrol team happened to pass by. Hearing Steyn yelling, the sergeant who led the team wanted to come over and take a look, but saw that it was three SS officers and soldiers who looked like a civilian. When people stopped, they didn't want to cause more trouble, so they continued to move forward with their subordinates.

When the patrol team appeared, Trafkin put his finger on the trigger of the submachine gun, and when he was about to discover something abnormal, he immediately shot. Who knows that these defense forces' patrols are all bullying and fearful of hard work. Seeing that there are several SSs here, they didn't even dare to put a fart, so they turned around and left.

Watching the patrol leave, Trafkin secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He touched the cultural relics expert with his arm, then approached the expert's ear and whispered: "The road is too dangerous. Try to go to his house first."

The cultural relics expert returned the certificate to Greteka, and then said to Steyn, who was standing by her face full of anger, "Mr. Steyn, in order to confirm your identity, I think we need to go to your residence for inspection. ."

Trafkins thought that this request made by the cultural relics expert on his own behalf would be rejected by Steyn, but he did not expect that the other party agreed very readily: "Well, my home is not far from here. You can go there like me. . I will show evidence to let you know that I am not a resistance element."

Greetka put Steyn on his motorcycle and, under his guidance, came to his residence. Steyn lived in a very large place, in addition to the kitchen and bathroom, there are two bedrooms and a huge living room. Looking at the red velvet curtains hanging by the window, the light blue table side on the dining table, and a few leather armchairs beside the table, the cultural relics expert can't help but mutter to himself: "The environment here is really good."

After Steyn greeted the three of them to sit down at the dining table, they got into a bedroom. After a while, Steyn came out of the bedroom, still holding a thick photo album in his hand. He walked up to the cultural relics expert, put the photo album heavily on the table, and said proudly: "Mr. Ensign, take a look. The photos here can prove my identity."

Trafkin opened the photo album on the table and saw that it was all photos of Steyn and German officers at all levels. Seeing the SS officers and soldiers who escorted him back, the expressions on his face changed drastically after seeing the photos of himself and the officers. Steyn couldn't help but feel complacent and said: "I have seen them all, gentlemen of the SS, these group photos. Can you prove that I am not a member of some resistance organization?! Look, the photo on the last page is a photo of me and Dr. Goebbels."

If it was a real SS, he might have been frightened by Steyn, especially the last photo of him and Goebbels, it proved that he was not an ordinary person. In his imagination, these SS gentlemen, after reading these photos, would definitely nod and bow down to apologize to him, and then leave here dingy. It's a pity that what he encountered was a counterfeit, and naturally it was impossible for him to imagine the situation.

Trafkin closed the album, snorted, and said, "I understand, you are the diehard Nazi. Lieutenant Gretka, we will kill him when we leave later." Ritka agreed and drew out the dagger, pretending to be ready to do it.

Steyn was frightened, because Trafkin just said what he said in Russian, and he happened to understand Russian, so he understood what they were saying without difficulty, and he was scared when he heard that the other party was about to kill him. Shaking like a sieve. Seeing Gretka walking towards him with a dagger, he was even more frightened, and he hurriedly used stammering Russian to beg for mercy: "Comrade, don't...don't kill...me, in fact, I...I...I'm not...Nazis, on the contrary. , I am still an anti...anti-fascist."

Hearing that he could speak Russian, Trafkin couldn’t help being a little surprised. He hurriedly made a gesture to Gretka, motioning him to put the dagger away first, and then asked Stein: "Mr. Stein, you say you are An anti-fascist, do you have any evidence?"

Steyn was speechless for a while, not knowing what to say.

Seeing that he was too late to answer his question, Trafkin knew in his heart that he had just said that he was an anti-fascist, but it was just a lie. Seeing that the other party was so scared that he was so scared, he had an excellent idea in his heart. He coughed slightly, and then said: "Mr. Stein, even if you were not an anti-fascist before, but as long as you are willing to help us, then from this moment on, we can treat you as a real Anti-fascist."

Hearing Trafkin's words, Steyn nodded hurriedly and said: "Mr. Officer, as long as it is within the scope of my ability, I will definitely help you."

Trafkin and Greetka looked at each other, and said they didn't expect this Steyn to behave so quickly. He asked straightforwardly: "I'm here to ask you, what did the Germans ask you to do in the bank?"

"There are a number of cultural relics collected from various places in the bank. Berlin knew that I was an expert in this area, so they sent me over to be responsible for the identification and maintenance of these cultural relics." Steyn told Traf honestly. Jin reported: "I was asked to go to the bank today because during a routine inspection, some oil paintings were found to have mildew on the surface, so Major Hans asked me to deal with it."

"How can the surface of the oil painting become mildew?" Steyn's words aroused Trafkin's curiosity. He wanted to figure out what was going on, but when he asked this question, his eyes were not looking at Steyn, but He is looking at the cultural relics expert around him.

When talking about his major, Steyn obviously forgot that he was in danger. He gushed out his theory like a lecture in a university class: "It's very simple, any professional I can tell you, because when these painters are painting, they add egg whites to the paint. Over time, under certain conditions, the surface of the oil painting will appear dry, cracked or mildew..."

Trafkin listened patiently for a while, and saw that Steyn showed no signs of stopping. He raised his hand to stop and said, "Okay, Mr. Steyn, stop talking. I want to ask you something else."

Steyn was interrupted by others. Although he was very unhappy, he thought that the other party could decide his own life and death, so he could only ask with a strong smile: "Mr. Officer, what do you want to ask?"

"A few days ago, were there a few trucks of cultural relics from other places in the bank?" Trafkin asked cautiously.

When Steyn heard this question, his face showed a look of surprise. He asked in surprise: "Mr. Officer, how did you know about this? Yes, the artifacts of Nine Cars arrived a few days ago. According to Hans According to the major, these things came from a secret base near Zhytomyr."

Secret base! Upon hearing this word, Trafkin's heart couldn't help but feel ecstasy. It seemed that what he was searching for was really here. He took a deep breath, waited for his mood to calm down a little, and asked: "Mr. Steyn, do you know what these cultural relics are?"

Trafkin thought that he would get the answer soon, but Steyn shook his head and replied blankly, "I don’t know. As soon as the cultural relics arrived, they were sent to the vault, and there was another one outside. The SS officers and soldiers of the squad were guarded, and even Major Hans, who had the highest position in the bank, could not enter. Therefore, no one knew what was there."

Trafkin stood up, walked around the house a few times with his hands on his back, stopped, and asked Steyn tentatively: "Mr. Steyn, do you think the mysterious relics stored in the vault will be amber? House?"

"Amber Room?! A gift from King Frederick I of Prussia to Emperor Peter the Great?" After receiving confirmation from Trafkin, Steyn shook his head like a rattle. "Mr. Officer, I think you must be mistaken. Now that we found the amber house in St. Petersburg, we will definitely send it directly to Königsberg, because it is the famous amber house. If there is any damage to the amber house, it will be easier to repair. And it will be sent to Lutsk halfway. You have to pass near your defense line. As long as the news leaks, the Amber Room may be robbed. Therefore, even if you are a fool, you will not transport the Amber Room from St. Petersburg all the way here. I think you must do it. wrong."

Although so far, I haven’t figured out what the cultural relics are stored in the bank vault, but it is almost certain that the Amber Room is definitely not in Lutsk~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Thinking of this, Travkin is a little disappointed. Waved to his subordinates, indicating that everyone is ready to leave.

The cultural relics expert glanced at Steyn standing next to him and reminded Trafkin in a low voice, "Comrade Major, we just left?" He snarled back, "Maybe we walked on the front foot, and he went to Germany on the back foot. Someone informs."

Seeing Trafkin turning around and looking at him, Steyn hurriedly shook his hands desperately, and said very quickly: "Don't worry, don't worry. I won't mention this matter to anyone. Yes, you can leave without worry." After he paused for a while, he might feel that his words were not accurate enough, and quickly added, "The reason why I cooperate with you like this is that I hope you can bypass my life."

Trafkin took two steps towards him, then lowered his voice and said, "Mr. Steyn, I think I need to remind you that anyone who works for Hitler is guilty. After the war is over, we will come to the liquidation. These crimes. But if you perform meritorious service, then not only will you not be punished, you may get rewards.” After he said, he waved his head at the other two and said loudly, “Let’s go!”

"Mr. Officer." When he watched Trafkin and the others really walked outside, Steyn yelled from behind: "Please wait, I have one more important thing to tell you." (To be continued. .)