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Chapter 362 Sand behind the ears

At two o'clock in the night, the wall clock on the first floor remembered the melodious chime of time on time, and Artur also knocked gently on Wei Ran's door twice.

When the latter opened the door, Artur waved to Wei Ran and led him to a room filled with clutter.

The windows of this room were completely blocked by wooden boxes one after another. When Wei Ran closed the door, the room was plunged into darkness.

At this time, Artur lit the kerosene lamp he had been carrying. With the light of the flame, which was only the size of a peanut, he took out a Radom pistol produced in Poland and a A cardboard box containing bullets was handed to Wei Ran, and he reminded in a low voice, "Don't shoot unless necessary. Once the chain dog is attracted, the two of us will not be able to escape."

Taking the pistol and bullets, Wei Ran checked them briefly, then filled the magazine of the pistol, and put the remaining bullets into his pocket.

"Let's go"

After Artur finished speaking, he blew out the oil lamp, left the room with Wei Ran one after another, and walked quietly up the stairs. Passing the second floor filled with snoring, he walked into the kitchen in the dark, picked up a bundle of rope and a shovel, and left the Siren Tavern through the small door.

Braving the cold wind mixed with the smell of the sea and the icy raindrops blowing in their faces, the two of them walked northwestward in the dark along the coastline under the cover of night.

Compared with the tourist city of later generations, the coastline here now seems a bit depressed, especially the warships vaguely visible in the distance, giving this bay a slightly dangerous atmosphere.

On the other hand, Artur, as if he had walked along this road countless times, led Wei Ran almost at a trot in a circle in a small forest next to the shore, waiting for them When I came out of the other side of the woods, I saw an inverted wooden boat lying quietly next to a rock.

"You wait here, use a shovel to dig a hole one meter deep and half a meter wide."

After Artur finished speaking, he lay down directly on the wet beach. On the boat, he cautiously approached the upside-down boat in a crawling posture, and soon after, he pulled out two wooden boxes the size of a microwave oven from the mud near the stern.

Under the watchful eyes of Wei Ran, who was busy digging a hole, Artur tied the handles of the two wooden boxes with a rope he had brought in advance, then crawled back to the woods and called to Wei Ran. Ran helped pull the rope and dragged the two wooden boxes into the woods.

With the help of the sand that was lifted up when the two boxes were dragged, the traces that Artur left on the beach just now were completely erased, leaving only a few traces of unknown meaning. Drag marks.

After getting the boxes successfully, Artur was not in a hurry to go back, but took out a pair of pliers and a screwdriver and disassembled the two boxes on the spot. Taking advantage of the moment, Wei Ran easily dug out a large enough sand pit in the sand at the edge of the forest, and then once again approached the former to take a look.There was excitement.

The two wooden boxes each contained a rucksack, and the backpacks were filled with tin cans issued by Germany during World War II.

But even if Artur didn't say anything, Wei Ran, who was in charge of helping, could guess based on the weight of these cans that the contents were most likely not something that could be put into the mouth.

He and Wei Ran each carried canvas bags stained with damp fine sand. Artur threw the two wooden boxes together with the ropes he brought into the sand pit dug by Wei Ran. Then he was buried tightly with sand using his hands and feet.

Feeling in the dark, they cleared away the footprints and handprints around them. Not daring to waste time, the two of them patted the sand off their bodies, found a puddle to rinse their shoes, and then immediately started to return the way they came. .

Compared to when he came here, Artur was a lot more cautious on the way back. Not only did he try to walk in the shadow of trees or buildings throughout the whole journey, he didn't even dare to straighten his waist.

It was such a small journey, and when the two of them were less than a hundred meters away from the Siren Tavern, the dim car lights dimly lit up behind them.

Without any time to discuss, the two of them hid in the bushes on the roadside in no particular order. Immediately afterwards, a sidecar motorcycle passed by them, and then a black car ran past them.

"It looks like Adam is sitting in the motorcycle?" Artur muttered, and then he was shocked, "No, they went to the pub!"

"You go back first."

As Wei Ran spoke, he had already taken off the rucksack from the other party's shoulders. "Try to delay it as long as possible. I will find a place to hide these two backpacks first."

"The things inside are very important."

Artur warned him uneasily, until Wei Ran nodded, then he took a shortcut and ran quickly to the tavern not far away, and At this time, the sidecar motorcycle had stopped at the door of the tavern.

Looking at Artur, who was running quickly towards the back door of the tavern under the cover of a building, Wei Ran hid the two heavy backpacks in his hands in the ruins of a collapsed wooden house, and then hurried away He ran towards the Siren Tavern.

At the same time, Artur, who had entered the pub through the back door, responded loudly to the increasingly manic knocks on the door, while taking off his soaked clothes and shoes as quickly as possible. He handed them all to the mute old man, took the pajamas he handed and put them on, and then opened the door.

"Sorry, it's too cold tonight. I was just adding coal to the heating stove and didn't hear the knock on the door." While Artur complained about the weather, he glanced at the chained dog without any trace. Adam put his hand on the gun on his waist, looked at the car in the distance, and asked curiously, "Mr. Adam, is anyone planning to stay here at this late hour?"

Adam will The beam of the flashlight hit Atul's face. After observing for a while, he asked suspiciously, "Where is your bartender? Do you still need to do such a small thing as adding coal?"

"He might Go to my auntMom is on a date, right?"

Artur helplessly gestured with his fingers at the snoring sound coming from the bar behind him, "So I can only do this kind of thing myself, how can I expect anyone else to do it? Can a deaf and mute old guy think about such a thing? "

Adam didn't say anything else. He stretched out his hand and flipped the switch on the wall. Amidst the clear clicking sound, the chandelier above his head did not light up.

"Restore the power supply. We have to wait until eight o'clock tomorrow morning," Artur, wearing only a nightgown, reminded kindly, "It's blackout time now, and you came here in person to inform us. "

Adam glanced at Artur again, and finally asked, "Is Major Felix staying here tonight? "

"If nothing else, it must be on the second floor, in Petra's room. Artur said almost as if he was "remembering everything", "Since Mr. Major returned to Hong Kong, he has been living in Petra's room these days. Their relationship has recently..."

"Okay, call him down. Adam impatiently interrupted Artur's ramblings, walked to the bar and said, "Bring me a glass of liqueur by the way." ”

“No problem”

Artur walked to the bar enthusiastically, poured Adam a glass of wine in a fancy way, and then prepared to go upstairs to wake up Felik. Major Si.

“Artur, why don’t you become a bartender yourself? "Adam asked as the other party was about to walk up to the second floor.

Artur stopped and said slightly proudly, "Mr. Adam, I am no longer a bartender. I am now a member of the Siren Tavern. Now that I'm the boss, of course I can't continue to work as a bartender. Mia doesn't like me in the first place, and of course I can't do jobs that lower my status. "

"Mia may not like you just because you are too old." Adam looked at Mia's room with a wine glass in hand, "Maybe she likes me? ”

“Adam, don’t take Mia’s idea. My cousin is..."

"Your cousin is just a small first mate, and it will take at least half a month for their warship to come back. "

Adam withdrew his gaze and continued to say, half jokingly and half seriously, "Even if he were here, he would not conflict with me over a woman. "

Seeing that Artur's breathing seemed to be getting faster, Adam waved his hand, "Okay Artur, I'm joking with you, go and call Major Felix down. Bar. "

"You'd better be joking," Artur responded in a moderate voice, and walked up to the second floor to look for Major Felix.

< p>At the same time, Mia, who was lying on the bed, had already grasped a P38 pistol under the pillow, ready to shoot anyone who broke into the house at any time.

In the dark kitchen, after hesitating for a moment, Wei Ran quietly left the tavern along the small door and ran back to the direction where the canvas bag was hidden.

On the second floor of the Siren Tavern, after the cursing caused by the knock on the door ended, a man with a standard Prussian hazelnut hair and a particularly neatly trimmed beard on his face also carried a navy uniform and an armed belt. Walked out of the room.

Behind him, an almost naked woman was leaning against the door frame, teasing Adam, the chain dog on the first floor who was illuminating her with a flashlight beam, and looking at Felix who had passed away not long ago. The few coins the major had obtained were dropped into a vase at the door, making a clear tinkling sound.

"Adam, if you call me out at this time, you'd better have a reason that satisfies me."

Major Felix said impatiently, and at the same time Unceremoniously, he used the armed belt in his hand to knock the flashlight in Adam's hand to the floor.

The chain dog Adam picked up the flashlight that rolled aside indifferently, and then pointed to the door, "Major Felix, I can't give you any reason. You have to go to the car to find them. It’s okay, I just happen to know that you must be here, so I’m just helping to be a guide.”

Major Felix glanced at the door, took the umbrella handed by Artur and walked quickly. Then, the major who had just climbed out of the woman's bed saluted, then opened the door and got into the co-pilot of the car and walked away.

"Since the door is already open, how about asking Petra to come down and have a drink with me?" Adam, the chain dog, was not in a hurry to leave, but leaned against the bar and asked Artur .

"Of course I have no objection." Artur nodded happily, "As long as Petra is willing to earn your money."

"5 marks plus a pack of cigarettes, I want coins. No paper money, just bed sheets."

The girl named Petra was lying on the railing on the second floor, showing off her body and skills, while firing a medium-high and medium-low shot. Price, "Of course, if you want to go down and drink with you, you need to pay first."

"No problem"

The chain dog Adam raised his glass towards Artur He gestured, then took out a handful of coins from his pocket and sprinkled them on the bar, "Just bring a whole bottle of liqueur."

Artur slowly stacked all the coins on the bar. Together, they separated 5 marks from it and put it aside, then swept the rest into the drawer, and then turned around and took down a whole bottle of unopened liqueur from the wine rack.

At the same time, Adam, the chain dog who had been observing Artur, had already focused all his attention on the small piece of fine sand behind the former's ear.

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