"I don't know what you are looking for in my room, but can you please leave my underwear and the money I saved?"
At the door of the room, singer Mia shouted loudly, and at the door In the corridor on the second floor, the drunken drinkers who had been woken up also started to boo, taking advantage of the strength of their wine and the strength of the crowd to mock the chain dogs in the lobby on the first floor.
Most of these drinkers are submariners returning to Hong Kong for vacation. Compared with other land-based military units, although they also hate chain dogs with dog tags, they don’t have much fear. After all, chain dogs There was no way the dog would chase them into the submarine and cause trouble. And even if you do go, after you leave your post, there will still be sharks and accidents waiting for those nasty people who don't know whether to live or die.
In the center of the hall on the first floor, the middle-aged man who had never introduced his identity looked at the submarine soldiers in the corridor on the second floor irritably, and suppressed his anger and carefully questioned the dancer Petra. , and after listening to the testimonies of several submariners on the second floor who had never left the pub, he suddenly asked, "Artur, your bartender won't be back tonight?"
"Wei Kedo is just my bartender, not my son."
At this time, Artur also acted like someone was supporting me and said, "Even if he is my son, he is already an adult. "
"So he won't come back tonight?" The middle-aged man who came to look for trouble asked patiently.
Artur spread his hands and said, "If you want to find him, you can wait until tomorrow morning. He will definitely be back by then."
"I will come again tomorrow morning. "
After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he stepped past Petra, who had been leaning against the bar to watch the excitement, greeted his soldiers and walked out.
Seeing this, the drinkers watching the excitement in the corridor on the second floor let out a mocking cheer. Artur glanced at the soldiers coming out of Mia's room and secretly relaxed. tone.
However, just when the middle-aged man whose name he did not know was about to walk out of the tavern, he suddenly stopped, turned around and said, "Artur, in order to avoid any more people in your tavern." In the event of a missing soldier, I will leave two soldiers standing guard at the door of your tavern to protect the safety of those upstairs."
"No problem!"
Not yet. Artur spoke, and the captain who had been ruined not long ago said loudly, "Friends who are left behind, you can have a drink together later, and then let Artur arrange a girl for each of you! I promise, Siren Tavern The dancers are the most exciting in the whole Port of Kiel!"
"Your boss is so nice, he even found this excuse for you in order to give you a reasonable excuse to have a drink." In the corridor on the second floor, a bearded submariner joked loudly.
The middle-aged man in casual clothes glanced at the captain who had always been against him, snorted and left the Siren Tavern, got on the sidecar motorcycle parked at the door and drove away.
"Artur, we were disturbed again tonight."
The captain hugging Petra asked proudly, "So will there be free wine to drink tomorrow? If so, I will continue to stay in this shabby tavern for one more night. "
"Red wine?"
Atul glanced at the two chain dogs standing at the door and said with a pained expression, "Yes! Of course, now! Yes! But there's only half a barrel left, so if any of you want to drink, you can come down now."
Hearing that there is free wine, this tavern, which had been quiet for a while, became lively again. The soldiers, who were either shirtless or wearing only a pair of shorts, immediately pulled their mistresses and swarmed downstairs. Before Artur and the mute old man could put the oak barrels they had brought out on the table, they each copied them. He picked up a cup and squeezed into it.
"Artur, let your Mia sing a song for everyone!" The submariner who had been living in the tavern these days once again secretly helped Artur.
"There is an extra charge for singing at this time," Artur said reluctantly, "You have drank so much of my red wine for free these days, you have to make me make some money. ."
"Take it!" The leading submariner took out a few coins from his pocket and threw them directly on the bar.
With the leader in charge, the remaining few who had money on their bodies generously took out some banknotes or mark coins and threw them on the bar without looking at them. They didn't know when they would die. , and for the poor guy who has nowhere to go even on vacation, that’s where the money should have been spent.
"I'm going to change clothes" Mia said helplessly, turned and walked into the room.
"Artur, can you light the gas lamp?"
"Idiot! Did you forget the blackout?"
A pilot holding a uniform With a glass full of red wine, he deliberately walked to the door, turned his back to the two chain dogs standing guard and stopped him loudly, "If we dare to light the gas lamps, those wolf dogs will have an excuse to bite us!"
"Don't say that."
The submariner who had been helping Artur speak brought a dancer with big breasts and fat butts. The two of them each brought an extra glass of red wine to the door, and generously handed it to the Two unpopular chain dogs said, "Let's have a drink. Artur's wine is the only one without water in the entire Port of Kiel."
The two soldiers who were left to watch the door were in a dilemma. They looked at each other, but then heard the submarine soldier say, "It's just a glass of wine for free. Do you still want me to help you find a girl to feed you?"
"Too many Puller, you are such a good person." The soldier who deliberately caused trouble just now said with a mocking look, "You actually invited a chained dog to drink. There is no such good person like you in the entire Kiel Port."
"Leave that idiot alone"
While the submariner named Doppler was speaking, he had already forced the cup in his hand into the hand of a younger-looking soldier, and followed him The dancer next to him licked her teasingly before offering the red wine in her hand.He touched another soldier's earlobe.
Atul had been watching at the bar and touched the mute old man next to him with his toes. The latter slowly walked into the kitchen, sat on a greasy chair, bent down and picked up the There was a wine bottle at his feet, looking out the window intently, ready to smash the bottle to the floor at any time.
At the same time, Mia, who returned to the room, picked up the iron hook again and gently tapped the metal plate with charcoal fire to signify safety.
Hearing the signal, the woman codenamed Juliet in the basement immediately turned on a flashlight, and then used this beam of light to use a wooden pole to lift the iron basin buckled on the fireplace bonfire. Then he lit a kerosene gas lamp and placed it on the table covered with manuscript papers.
"It's safe," Juliet whispered to Wei Ran, "but not too loudly."
Having a quick glance at the scars crisscrossing the other person's face, Wei Ran asked in a low voice, "His wound has become inflamed and requires surgery. In addition, I also need morphine."< /p>
"Wait a moment"
Juliet walked to the shelf against the wall, and after searching for it, took out a carton of morphine and a glass syringe.
"Boil a kettle of water," Wei Ran whispered.
Juliet nodded, found an enamel pot, went to the bathroom to get some water, covered it and set it on the bonfire.
While the water was boiling, Wei Ran looked around and observed the situation in the basement. Compared with decades later, except for the absence of coffins, the difference in this basement is not that big. It's just that there is more manuscript paper, and there is also a lot of firewood piled next to the fireplace.
"Can his leg be saved?" Juliet asked in a low voice.
"It's hard to say." Wei Ran looked away and shook his head, "We can only know after incising the wound."
Juliet didn't say anything else, just sat quietly on the chair next to the table. On the bed, he turned on the two radio stations placed side by side with some unfamiliarity, then put on the headphones as if no one else was around, took a pen and wrote on the manuscript paper to record something, as if he didn't care about the man on the bed at all. Life and death are the same.
Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Wei Ran quietly waited for the water in the pot to boil, then simply sterilized the glass syringe, the only scalpel and two surgical forceps, and then injected morphine. Into the body of the man on the bed.
After waiting quietly for a moment, Wei Ran began the operation under the bright light provided by the kerosene lamp, but the woman codenamed Juliet did not stop her work from beginning to end.
From the incised wound, smelly pus and black blood slowly flowed out. Wei Ran frowned and carefully found the bullet stuck in the muscle. After taking it out, he cut it again. The surrounding slough was removed, and the debridement and final suturing and bandaging work was carefully completed.
"Are you done?" Juliet didn't even look up after hearing Wei Ran breathe a sigh of relief.asked.
"It's done"
Wei Ran picked up a towel from the bedside, went to the bathroom to wash his hands, wet the towel, and applied it to the unconscious man. On the forehead, "But we lack penicillin, so whether he can persevere depends on himself."
"Penicillin?" Juliet repeated the word that came out of Wei Ran's mouth, "What is that?"
"Nothing." Wei Ran waved his hand perfunctorily, and after hesitating for a moment he asked, "Juliet, what are you...doing?"
"Cracked "The German radio encryption method." Juliet had no intention of hiding it at all, and happily informed her of her work.
"Enigma?" Wei Ran asked subconsciously.
At this time, Juliet finally raised her head and looked at Wei Ran in surprise, "Do you know Enigma?"
"Have heard of" Wei Ran himself He found a chair and sat down. "That kind of thing is not easy to crack. Its encryption method is very complicated."
"I have tried to crack the commercial Enigma. It is indeed very complicated." Juliet lowered her head again. Head, said while continuing to work.
"Successful?"
"No"
Juliet's tone contained a trace of despair, "The commercial Enigma is already very It’s difficult, I’ve never succeeded. I think it must be more difficult for the military, especially since I have no way of getting their code books and encryption machines.”
“Then you... "
"Someone has to do this, right?" Juliet opened the drawer, took out a box of R6 cigarettes, took out one, and threw the cigarette box to Wei Ran.
The two lit a cigarette with a match, and Juliet closed her eyes tiredly, "I have been working in this basement for more than six months, but I have made no progress at all. You It's called Victor, right? Tell me what you know about Enigma. Maybe it can give me some ideas."
"I don't know much about it." Wei Ran let the cigarette linger. Burning slowly between the fingers, "I only know that it is difficult to crack, and it is as complicated as a clock."
"As complicated as a clock..." Juliet muttered, and said painfully, "It's a A very apt description. ”
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