My Iron Suit

This afternoon, the two were sitting in the living room while drinking the coffee brewed by Old Albert. While listening to him explaining some German geography and customs, the door of the suite was gently ringed.

Chen Mo signaled that Old Albert was sitting, dropped the cup himself, and got up and opened the door.

Outside the door, a young white guy holding three boxes and smiling at Chen Mo: "Sir, this is the clothes you made in our store."

A few days ago, Chen Mo took Albert to the nearby tailor shop and shoe store to make a few sets of clothes and shoes, and left the address of the hotel. The shoes were already delivered, and the clothes were just finished today.

Chen Mo sideways let the young man into the house and pointed to the table in the living room. "If you work hard, just put it there."

After paying the tip and sending away the happy tailor shop apprentice, Chen Mo returned to the table. The three boxes were big and small. He handed the box with the name of Albert to him. Chen Mo opened the box with his name. The biggest box, Chen Mo, did not move.

The suits were neatly stacked with two sets of black-colored wool fabrics. The tailor's craftsmanship was very good. The materials used were exquisite and exquisite workmanship. Chen Mo looked at the dark gray suit in the hands of the old Albert, and shook his head helplessly.

"How? Eddie. Go back to the room and try it out, see what is different from your original."

"Fortunately, it is good in Liverpool. But I still think that I was better." Old Albert looked at the work of the clothes, a serious statement.

The old artist also has a proud side. He always insists that the tailors here are not good at clothes. They would rather continue to wear some shabby dark gray suits. When they went to the tailor shop, they were not Chen Mo, he did not intend to go. .

Chen Mo thought that he was out of the preference for his own national tailor, and did not say anything, holding a big one and two boxes back to the room.

Closing the door, Chen Mo put the box of the suit on one side and opened the larger one.

After checking the things inside, Chen Mo nodded with satisfaction and left a set of clothes. Chen Mo put the other things back and put the box into the space.

When Albert returned to the living room with a new dress, the sight in front of him made him kneel in the same place, and almost screamed.

Another "Abbott" was sitting on the sofa looking at himself, the same dress, the same look, Albert felt that his brain was not enough.

However, the old man who has experienced the vicissitudes of life has quickly calmed down and asked.

"Who are you? How come here?"

"Who are you? How come here?"

As if it was a recording replay, the "Abbott" on the sofa spoke up, and the sound was exactly the same as himself. Old Eddie's brain was more chaotic, but the whole person was more prepared and his eyes began to become more fierce.

Seeing the simple old Albert, he was not too light, and then the knife was facing each other. Chen Mo smiled and took off the mask on his head. "Haha! How? Eddie, I did what you like." ,Look like?"

Chen Mo threw the mask over. He just returned from the sudden change of the situation to the old Albert of the gods. Some of them clasped the mask in a hurry and carefully looked at it. "What is this thing...what is it with? The same, I was completely cheated by you."

"Silica gel, wigs, and pigments have cost me a lot of effort. I tried it many times before I made it." Silica gel was invented as early as the end of the 19th century. The process is very mature, and Chen Mo Carefully modified, without touching, can not find the difference.

"It's amazing! But what is your voice? How is it exactly like me?" Albert thought of another question.

“It’s very simple, just control the vocal cords to change the pronunciation area and adjust the sounding way of the mouth and nose.” In reality, many imitation show actors can imitate the stars to fake, which is even more of a problem for Chen Mo, who has strong body control. It is.

Chen Mo stayed in Liverpool for a month, and time also entered February of 1942. It was time to leave.

Early this morning, Chen Mo quietly left the hotel in the fog. He left Old Albert a $10,000 on the table in the living room. For a short time, Chen Mo was very fond of this rigorous, generous and open-minded old man. His careful and meticulous teaching also helped Chen Mo a lot, naturally willing to help him.

The money was nothing to Chen Mo, but at the time it was a huge sum, enough for the old Albert to spend the rest of his life.

It’s a pity that I couldn’t drink the coffee that Old Albert had cooked by myself. Chen Mo shook his head with some reluctance and left Liverpool with these regrets.

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March 1942

Tonsberg, Norway

In the remote town on the outskirts, there is an old and simple church with the mausoleum of the Norwegian royal family.

At this time Norway has been occupied by Germany, but the night in this remote town is still peaceful and peaceful.

Unfortunately, this tranquility was quickly broken. It was three stories high. The huge tanks of tens of meters long roared into the town. The places where the tracks were pressed, the neat stone slabs shattered, and the surrounding houses followed the vibration. stand up.

The giant monsters of steel monsters passed through the small square in the town, and all the way to the church, they ran straight toward the gate. The tall and heavy wooden gates collapsed together with the surrounding stone walls. The smoke scattered and the scene inside revealed Come out.

In the small space, several large gray stone pillars are erected to support the circular dome of the church. The surrounding walls are engraved with ancient mysterious murals, and a heavy and simple stone sarcophagus is placed in the middle of the church.

There was only one old man with a beard and white, and a civilian who had no sound under the collapsed stones. www.wuxiaspot.com~ A group of soldiers sneaked in from the collapsed gate, six of them quickly occupied every corner. Position, armed with guns, the captain led the remaining three soldiers to the stone sarcophagus, trying to open the sarcophagus.

A domineering black six-wheeled cross-country sports car stopped slowly at the entrance of the church. A tall, cold figure walked down the car. The black long-sleeve military boots stepped on the hard stone road and made a sound of "哒" and "哒". Heavy and depressed. A black military trench coat, majestic and oppressive, cold face slightly stiff, cold eyes reveal a trace of tyranny and madness.

The officers slowly walked into the church, and the soldiers inside stood up and saluted.

"It took me a long time to find it. I really have to praise you." The officer’s cold face had no expression on his face. "Get him up."

A soldier quickly pulled the old man up, and the old man looked a little scared in the face of this sudden change.

"I think you are a very far-sighted person. We are very similar to this." The officer said that he helped the old man to sort out the messy clothes, but the sound without the slightest feelings made people feel cold.

"We don't like it at all." Although the heart is flustered, the old man is not afraid to give in.

"Is it? But other people see it as a superstitious thing, but you and I both think it is science." The officer looked at the old man's eyes.

"The things you are looking for don't exist." The old man's voice was a little trembling.

"Why would it be too much to hide?" It seemed that I was impatient. The officer took off his hat and handed it to his men and walked to the stone.

Pushing the hands on the lids and pushing them hard, the former soldiers used all their strength and could not move the stones. The stone was easily pushed open by the officers. As the heavy cover fell to the ground, all the things inside were revealed.