In the basement that smelled of nicotine, before the cigarette in his hand burned out, there was another knocking sound from the metal plate in the hole above his head.
"It's time for you to go up." Juliet was already extinguishing the kerosene lamp beside the table as she spoke. "Thank you for your help."
"No...nothing"
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Wei Ran, who originally wanted to ask more questions, temporarily suppressed his curiosity, threw the cigarette butt into the nearby fireplace, and then used the iron basin next to it to cover the scarlet charcoal fire.
When the kerosene gas lamp behind her was completely extinguished and the metal plate above her head was opened, Mia anxiously waved her hand to Wei Ran to signal him to hurry up.
Putting on cowhide gloves, Wei Ran held up the falling charcoal ash above his head and climbed up quickly on the steel handrail. Mia also quickly restored the metal plate to its original shape and used charcoal fire to Covered on it.
"Get out of the window"
Mia whispered while taking off her gloves, "Then go to Frank's house, remember not to be discovered, and tell him, it's Montague He told you to hide there. In addition, there are people guarding the door and maybe people guarding the road. If...if you are discovered, find a way to leave Kiel Port."
"Understood" Wei Ran nodded, also took off his gloves and handed them to the other party.
"How is he?" Mia opened the window and asked.
"The operation is over. Whether he can survive depends on him."
After Wei Ran finished speaking, he had already climbed out through the window, and Mia also took away the bed. The blanket on the window sill was rolled up and put aside, and then the window was simply closed and the heavy curtains were drawn.
Who are you working for...
Wei Ran muttered to himself, took out the Soviet cloak and the pair of damp boots from the metal book and put them on , taking advantage of the cover of night, he took a roundabout way to Frank's house.
Since the chained dog named Adam was thrown into the lake by him and Frank, there were even patrol soldiers arranged in this town, which was not the case last night. But fortunately, due to the blackout, it is not difficult to avoid them as long as you are careful.
Following his memory, Wei Ran arrived near Frank's wooden house without any danger. After putting away his cloak and boots, he put on the shoes he had been holding and carefully knocked on them. Door.
Soon after, Frank's alert question came from the door, "Who?"
"It's me, Victor. It was Montague who asked me..." Before he could finish speaking, Frank opened the door, and Wei Ran immediately got in.
"What's wrong?" Frank asked with a frown.
Wei Ran briefly described the situation in the tavern, and followed him into the house where he slept last night.
"Did you perform an operation on him?" Frank looked at Wei Ran in surprise, "I didn't expect you to be capable of this skill."
"Before working as a veterinarian" Wei Ran said again Move at onceHe came up with a tried and true excuse, "But his situation is not good. Whether he can survive it depends on himself."
"It's better than dragging it all the time," Frank said cheerfully, "You Wait, I'm going to get a bottle of wine, we have to have a drink!"
When the other party came back with two glasses and a bottle of wine, Wei Ran tentatively asked, "Frank, can you tell me about Juliet? Their business?"
Frank hesitated for a moment, then sighed, sat down against the wall, and whispered in the dark room while sipping the wine in the glass, "You know the Secret University of Warsaw? "?"
"Warsaw Secret University? Do you want to say that Ms. Juliet is a professor at the Secret University?"
Wei Ran asked in surprise, what is the so-called Warsaw Secret? The university was a secret organization founded by intellectuals after Poland was occupied by the Germans. But how did this secret organization come to Germany?
Leaving aside Poland’s natural talent and skills, which always chose the wrong team, during World War II, when Poland was occupied by the German army, the surviving Poles were also deprived of the right to education. Even the historic University of Warsaw was turned into a German military camp.
In this context, many Polish professors organized the so-called Polish Secret Universities, conducting secret classes in small groups in private apartments, basements, fields and even various seemingly safe places.
The risks of these Polish secret universities are no less than those of Jewish descent. Once discovered by the Germans, not only the teachers but also the students attending the classes will face the risk of being burned alive.
But even so, as of 1944, more than 300 professors and at least 3,500 students had participated in various courses at the Secret University in Warsaw, and how many of them were massacred by the Germans? I'm afraid even the Germans at the time didn't know it.
"Do you know about the Secret University of Warsaw?" After Wei Ran gave the affirmative answer again, Frank was the one who was surprised.
"As far as I know, aren't they all organizing underground classes in Poland? How did they end up here?"
"They were all professors at the University of Warsaw"< /p>
Frank explained in a low voice, "After Poland was occupied, they became teachers at the Secret University in Warsaw."
"Wait, you said they..."< /p>
"The two in the basement"
Flack showed a sad smile, "Juliet...just call her Juliet, she was a professor in the mathematics department, the injured one The man, we call him Romeo, was once a professor in the philosophy department. Artur was a German teacher at the University of Warsaw. Mia was a professor in the law department. I am the mute old man. "Dad's students."
"You...how did you get here?" Wei Ran became more and more surprised.
"Our secret university was discovered by the Nazis"
Frank raised his head and whispered, "You must know Erich, the son of the original owner of the Siren Tavern, right? You must know, after all, you worked in that tavern before we came here."
"Uh... I know," Wei Ran responded cautiously, and he finally knew the origin of his identity as a bartender.
"He was a student of Juliet, a math genius. My sister, Mia, and I are all from Szczecin, a border city between Germany and Poland."
"Then What?" Wei Ran asked.
"Then?"
Frank drank all the wine in the glass, "With the help of Erich and his father, your last boss, we successfully Escaped to Denmark, but not long after, the Germans invaded Denmark."
"You really know how to choose a place..."
Wei Ran secretly cursed that he could choose one. During World War II, it was probably only the Poles who could take refuge in a country that surrendered after only resisting the Germans for four hours.
Frank didn’t notice Wei Ran’s strange expression in the darkness. He poured himself a drink and continued, “There is no way, we changed our identities again at the suggestion of Erich and his son, and divided them into batches. Escaped to the port of Kiel. But not long after that, Erich and his father were arrested because of their Jewish ancestry.
You can guess what happened next. Teacher Artur used alcohol. As a businessman, we took over the Siren Tavern and the basement that was originally used as a wine cellar. Later, with the help of some people, we found a way to rescue Erich and sent him and his mother to Switzerland for refuge. "
At this point, Frank sighed, "At first we just wanted to survive, but then we decided what to do."
"Where are the dancers?" Wei Ran asked abruptly.
"They...they...are all our classmates"
Frank murmured gloomily, "Go to bed with those Germans, and collect their overseas information and Returning to Hong Kong information, this is the only thing they can do."
Wei Ran was stunned and couldn't help but ask, "But what's the use of this information even if you get it?"
"It will always be useful," Frank said as if to comfort himself, "Romeo said that the information will be of great use."
Wei Ran opened his mouth and wisely did not continue to ask. Instead of going down, he picked up the cup and clinked it with the other party, raised his head and poured the wine inside into his mouth.
At this time, he no longer had the idea of teasing the other party.
For these exiled students and teachers, and for these Poles whose country was ruined and their families were ruined, what these people did is enough to be called heroes. As for not taking sides, how can these people decide those things?
"Is there anything else you want to know?" Frank asked, holding the wine glass.
Wei Ran thought for a while and asked, "That man in the basement, Romeo, heHow did you get injured? "
"He was discovered by the chain dog Adam when he was delivering information. We spent a lot of effort to rescue him. ”
“Transmitting information? To whom... forget it, pretend I didn't ask. "Wei Ran suppressed his curiosity.
"Maybe he is British."
Frank gave an ambiguous answer, "He is one of the best among us. The only one who can speak English usually works alone. I rely on my identity as a postman to communicate with him through a single line. Only those teachers know who the information we collected will be sent to in the end. "
"What do you need from me? Wei Ran asked, "I can help you." "
"It depends on Artur's arrangement," Frank said ambiguously, "But fortunately Adam is dead. We just need to find a way to keep the secret of the basement." "
Having said this, Frank glanced at the night outside the window, poured another glass of wine for Wei Ran and said, "Okay, drink this glass of wine and go to bed early. "
Wei Ran nodded when he heard the words, picked up the cup and clinked it with the other person, then drank it all in one gulp and watched the other person leave the room.
"It turned out to be Poland. People..."
Wei Ran looked at the night outside and muttered in disbelief. He really didn't know whether this was good news or bad news. After all, this was just 1941, It's still too early for the end of World War II.
Whether these people can persist until the end of the war, or how many people can persist until the end of World War II, is really a despairing unknown, but just like the codename Juliet in the basement. As the mathematics professor said, there must be someone to do these things.
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