The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

Several people in shirtsleeves crowded into a small room, fiddling with their headphones and equipment. Dino poked his head out from a ball of wire and shouted, "There's a sound! Listen to what they're talking about!"

The sound of electricity came from the headset, and several people sitting in front of the machine kept pressing buttons. A slightly indifferent voice spoke with a unique and unclear German accent.

"...My former colleague told me that they are on the verge of madness...They can't even use white towels. Anyone who dares to show a tendency to surrender will be executed immediately. People are very scared..."

"Yes, the church is also under their surveillance. They don't allow the invasion of the Orthodox Church. If you always talk about some not-so-popular Bible stories, they will say you are a pagan..."

"I can provide too few medicines. I'm afraid it's almost gone now. I know Mrs. Del's legs have been hurting, but the hospital has been plundered by them...May God bless people."

"He went to the confessional!" Jonathan pressed the headset and said, "Switch the channel, switch the channel quickly!"

Nick came up, leaned forward, and listened with Jonathan's left headset. His brown eyes were so deep that they looked like a piece of fallen skin.

"...I'm very sorry, Lord, I'm guilty..." The voice was still ringing intermittently, "People are dying, and I'm adding to the stakes for some of them. I know they are destined not to go to heaven, but maybe going to hell is also a relief..."

Nick's eyes widened immediately, his hands trembled a little, and he was so excited that he almost shouted, but soon the voice came again.

"There are not enough anti-inflammatory drugs. Patients with sutured wounds can only rely on their own immunity or wait to die. The two operations were not smooth, and the one three days ago, the woman couldn't make it. She and her child died. I don't know how to eliminate this huge sin. I just hope you can forgive me, my Lord..."

"...I heard the crows calling late yesterday, which means that the army passed under my house again. I don't know what they want this time, or maybe they want to drag another person who was killed out of his house..."

Dino was about to say something, but Nick motioned him to be quiet. He frowned and listened quietly.

"Arthur is a special patient. He asked me to perform surgery on him to remove the shrapnel embedded in his ribs in the accident disaster that destroyed the abnormal laboratory three years ago, but I had to refuse him. Without enough medicine and antibacterial environment, I couldn't just open his chest..."

"He was in great pain, almost wailing, and couldn't say a complete sentence. I don't know what he went through, but people of this era are the same. I can't do more for him."

"The day after I refused him, I heard the news of his death. A group of people were hunting down his killer with great fanfare. This means that he is not completely dead yet. There must be a secret that he will take to the grave..."

Everyone in the small room gave up concentrating. Although it was winter, the room was still very hot. Everyone was sweating. Although the sweat flowed into their eyes, they had no time to wipe it. Even Jones, who was standing by the door, was so nervous that he could hear his heartbeat.

"I know that Arthur was a scientist when he was young. When I checked his wound, he kept muttering some formulas. It seemed that he was dreaming about work."

"I thought he had such a strong obsession that he could at least hold on for a while. Once the red flag entered Berlin, he might still be saved, but unfortunately..."

"Bang! Zila--"

A loud noise startled everyone in the room. The sound of electricity indicated that the sound came from the other end. They heard a lot of German shouting and cursing. Nick didn't need to listen to know that everyone who broke into the room had a swastika on his shoulder.

"Fuck!" Nick couldn't help cursing in his native language. He took a deep breath, pointed to the door and said, "Go!"

A group of people hurriedly ran out of the door. They ran away almost in an instant, and even the heat in the room quickly dissipated.

Soon a pale and thin boy came out of the bedroom door. Jones hurried to meet him and said, "Felix, why did you come out? Did they disturb you?"

"No, no, I just want to know when this will end." Felix said, "My heart beats very slowly, it may stop soon."

"No, no, we are preparing an operation for you, everything will go well."

And the boy only looked at the gray sky outside the small window. The dry branches were full of crows. People in uniforms passed through the streets and alleys, and they all flew up and became a few drops of black blood splashed in the sky.

Blood... too much blood.

Nick only saw this scene when he rushed into the church. He didn't see any living people here, but there was a lot of blood. What's more strange is that there were not many signs of fighting, as if someone had specially made a bucket of blood and splashed it here.

"Oh my God..." Dino walked in and looked. The rows of chairs in the church were all covered with blood, and the splash marks could be vaguely seen.

"Here's one with a cut neck." Dino pointed to one of the sources of blood and said, "It slid from right to left, almost cutting off the head, and then fell to the ground and choked to death before losing too much blood."

"There's another one over there." Nick said, "It seems to have been cut from the neck to the ribs, and it was just one shot."

"There are no signs of gunfire." One of them said, "None of the blood splatters was caused by gunfire."

"I know." Nick said, "They don't have many bullets now, and they won't shoot unless necessary. Look for signs of bayonets."

"Aren't these all made with bayonets?" Jonathan asked with some doubt, "Besides this, do they have any other cold weapons?"

Nick turned his eyes to look at him and said, "Do you think it was the Gestapo who did it?"

"Of course, don't you think so?" Jonathan suddenly realized something was wrong after he finished speaking. He said, "If a group of people arrested one person, how could the victim bleed so much?"

"More importantly, how could he First the neck was cut open here, and then half the body was cut open there?" Nick asked, "Don't tell me you think only one person died with so much blood."

"Maybe they died together?" Dino knew it was wrong as soon as he said this, and then continued, "What about the body? They would not secretly throw away the victim's body, and they would like to put his miserable condition here for everyone to see."

"Maybe they think it's shameful that their team has lost something?" Jonathan said, "Or is there something special about the doctor named Schiller that they need to cover up for him?"

At this time, Nick had restored what happened here in his mind. He licked his dry lips and felt the sweat dripping from the hair on the back of his head, like a flood through the forest, washing away some rational parts of his brain.

"This is not a mutual destruction..." Nick whispered, and he walked a few steps forward and stepped on the gap where the blood was splashing. This was very difficult because the church was not big to begin with, and a lot of blood had seeped into the cracks in the floor.

He walked forward and was about to reach the side of the pulpit. In front of him was the statue of Jesus. Just as Nick was about to walk over, he heard a slight creaking sound.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

Dino's shout was a little late. Nick rushed to the side at the fastest speed, but the heavily falling statue of Jesus still hit his feet, and Nick screamed.

The plaster statue of Jesus was smashed to pieces. Nick was able to retract his feet, but a big hole was still smashed on his ankle, and it was visibly swollen, but the severe pain could not bring him back to consciousness.

Because behind the cross that tied Jesus, there were three corpses tied from top to bottom. The first person's neck was almost cut off, the second person's half head disappeared, and the third person's half body was cut open. When they fell, their faces were facing down, looking like believers praying in the ruins.

Nick swallowed his saliva.

He struggled to get up from the ground, endured the severe pain, limped to the side of the three people, and stretched out his hand to open the mouth of the first person.

There was a small, glittering object inside. Nick took it out and found it was a metal part, a bit like the bearing of a toy car, but it had been smoked black and its original appearance could not be seen.

The second person had a piece of resin in his mouth, which seemed to be part of an amber pendant, but it was also smashed and broken.

The third person had a piece of burnt pine bark in his mouth, only a small piece, but the burning of pine would produce a different smell from other trees, so Nick recognized it.

"What is going on?" Nick asked.

"This must have some meaning." Dino said, "He wants the people who discover all this to understand something from these bodies."

"What is that?" Nick was puzzled, he said, "Could it be a biblical story or something?"

"There are many stories about the number three in the Bible." Jonathan said, "But if you want to say the most famous one, it's probably the three wise men, who brought three treasures to Jesus, gold, frankincense and myrrh."

"So it corresponds to these three pieces of rubbish?" Nick looked at the things in his hand and said, "Metal parts, resin, and bark?"

"Maybe that's what he thought, these three people are not saints." Jonathan said, "Maybe he is expressing that they are just saints in disguise, and the treasures they brought are not worth mentioning."

"It's crazy." Nick sighed, he deliberately turned his head away, not to Looking at the three bodies, he said, "Why did they come here? Why are they chasing Schiller?"

"He is a very easy target." Dino said, "He has quite professional surgical skills, can get medicine, and doesn't look difficult to deal with. These reasons are enough to make some people unscrupulous."

"Yes, but they are wrong. I have said that this kind of person who looks like an intellectual is the most difficult to deal with, because if he can be the only carp in a pool of crocodiles, then either there is a shark behind him, or he is a shark himself. Let's go."

Nick, with the help of his teammates, walked towards the back door of the church. He timed it very accurately. Soon after they left, someone rushed in, but the first sound in the church was not the arrogant shouting, but silence.

Nick sighed and said, "Where else will he appear besides this church? I think we have to meet."

"Are you really going?" Dino said, "I'm not questioning you, but if he can kill three fully armed Gestapo in the church, he can kill you too."

"He has no reason to do this." Nick said, "I know he looks crazy, but he is definitely not a lunatic. In any case, he is our hope to survive the last few months."

"It is also Felix's hope." Nick added in his heart.

After dinner, Jones was bandaging Nick's injured leg. The wound was not deep, but the ankle was hit very fatally. It would soon swell up a lot until it became stiff and completely unable to move, and its mobility was greatly weakened.

"Our people tracked him down." Jonathan walked in and said, "He didn't go to the church tonight, but went to a residential house, an old residential area in the city center. No one was watching nearby for the time being."

Nick turned his head suddenly, looked at him and said, "He entered a residential house? Who lives there?"

"According to the tavern owner downstairs, it is a couple named Eisenhart."