Amidst the clatter of horse hooves, Wei Ran rode the black horse out of the oak forest. After a long circle, he returned to the muddy dirt road connecting the town where the Siren Tavern is located, and ran straight to the village of Ferm. .
The distance of seven kilometers, even if the road is muddy, will not take half an hour for a horse to cover.
So, before Wei Ran could fully experience the joy of galloping, he saw a wooden sign at a fork in the road.
Following the arrows on the road signs, the sturdy black horse led Wei Ran to a village at the end of the fork in the road next to the forest.
Looking left and right, Wei Ran pulled the reins, patted the horse's butt gently with the rusty heavy cavalry sword in his hand, turned around and walked into the forest south of the village.
From a distance, he saw a dusk light shining deep in the forest. He followed the light and slowly approached. Before he could confirm whether this was the cemetery he was looking for, he heard a sound coming from directly in front of him. There was a rapid barking of a dog.
Now that he had been discovered, Wei Ran simply continued to move forward, and finally saw a small house with a kerosene lamp hanging at the door.
Beside this house built of wood and stone, crosses and tombstones are neatly arranged in a forest clearing full of grass. Right in front, there is even a horseman riding a horse. Sculpture of a soldier holding a cavalry sword.
Looking down at the cavalry sword in his hand, Wei Ran became more and more confused. However, before he could dismount, the door opened a crack from the inside, and then, a middle-aged man holding a shotgun hid behind the door frame with his body half-covered, and asked in an indifferent tone, "What's the matter? "
"Intelligence" Wei Ran briefly explained his purpose.
After hesitating for a moment, the middle-aged man said, "Get off the horse and leave the weapon on the table by the door."
"No problem"
Wei Ran quickly dismounted and tied the reins to the pillar at the door. He then placed the heavy cavalry sword used as a whip on the table. Then he took out the pistol and two weapons that Artur had given him before. Put a spare magazine on top.
"Take off the cloak"
The middle-aged man continued, until Wei Ran took off his cloak and put it on the table as he asked, then asked him to turn around again. After confirming that the latter was not carrying any weapons, he opened the wooden door completely and said, "Come in."
Wei Ran looked around again at the left and right and the direction behind him, and finally took a cautious step. He walked into the house and followed the middle-aged man to sit by the fireplace.
"Who asked you to come here?" The middle-aged man asked, sitting on a chair and placing the shotgun on his legs.
"Romeo"
Before Wei Ran finished speaking, the middle-aged man's brows trembled, and then he asked, "How is he doing? "
"It's not good, but it's safe for the time being." Hearing this, the middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, "Tell me, what information?"
"Submarine departure time" Wei Ran paused and told the details in detail to the middle-aged man sitting opposite.
"How can I believe that what you say is true?" The middle-aged man asked vigilantly, one of his hands never leaving the shotgun on his leg.
"Romeo gave me this"
Wei Ran gently took out the pen that Artur gave him from his jacket pocket, took off the cap and handed it to him.
Taking the pen without a cap, the middle-aged man asked, "Why don't you give me a cap?"
Wei Ran spread his hands, "How do I know? Romeo said that you You will believe my identity."
"Lie down on the ground and put the back of your hand on the floor!"
The middle-aged man raised his hand again without warning! The shotguns, the side-by-side muzzles were pointed directly at Wei Ran who was less than two meters away!
After hesitating for a moment, Wei Ran obediently followed the other party's request and lay down on the floor, and asked calmly, "Can you explain it? At least don't let my death be unclear."
p>"Someone will explain it to you"
Before he finished speaking, the middle-aged man was sitting on Wei Ran's back, stepped on his right hand with one foot, and then grabbed His left hand was tied tightly with a leather rope, and then tied together with his right hand that was stepped on.
Seeing that the middle-aged man didn't seem to be planning to kill him for a moment, Wei Ran didn't resist. He allowed the other party to tie his hands behind his back, then pulled him up again, and used a relatively powerful force to kill him. Thick ropes were tied to the chair he had just been sitting on.
"Can we explain it now?" Wei Ran asked, looking at the middle-aged man who was packing his things.
"If you make any more noise, I will chop off one of your legs!"
The middle-aged man warned Wei Ran again, turned around and continued to pick a piece of wood from the corner. Take things out of the box.
Seeing that he could not ask anything in this capacity, Wei Ran stopped talking nonsense and took out the Mauser bayonet from the metal book. Under the cover of the sound of rain outside the window, he easily cut off the ties that bound him. rope.
Putting away the bayonet, Wei Ran pulled off the rope from his body and threw it at the opponent with all his strength. Then a pistol with a silencer appeared in his hand.
"Can you explain it now?" Wei Ran looked at the other party with a smile and asked, "How about this, how about you lie on the ground instead?"
That one The middle-aged man with a dull face glanced at the shotgun less than one meter away from him, and finally lay down on the floor.
In just a few minutes, the roles were reversed. Wei Ran would not tie up the middle-aged man with a rope like his opponent, but directly dislocated his elbow and knee joints. Then he carefully inspected the middle-aged man's body while he screamed in pain. He took the few gold bars he had just put into his pocket, as well as some mark coins and paper notes, and even some gold rings, gold pocket watches and other valuables.All the things were turned out and placed on the table.
Picking up the pen that Artur had given him, Wei Ran capped it again, gently stepped on the middle-aged man's dislocated elbow, and crushed it hard. While the other party was screaming and begging for mercy, he asked, "Now tell me why you tied me up. Of course, you can lie. Anyway, the cemetery outside will not mind me burying living people in it."
"Romeo! It's Romeo! He asked me to do this!" The middle-aged man wailed and replied, "Get your feet away quickly, my arm is going to be broken! Please, take your feet away quickly. !"
"Why?" Wei Ran not only did not move his feet, but also increased his strength slightly.
"Pen cap! Taking off the pen cap is a signal!"
The middle-aged man replied very quickly, "According to the agreement, the person he sent to find me only needs to pull off the pen cap!" After taking off the pen cap, I will lock him here, and then go to the next place agreed with him, waiting for him to send someone over next time."
"Why?" Wei Ran asked slowly, At the same time, he put almost his entire body weight on the opponent's dislocated joints.
“Exchange money!” The middle-aged man replied with tears in his eyes.
“Who can I exchange money from?” Wei Ran, who had already guessed the general idea, asked patiently.
"The British and the Germans!" The middle-aged man continued to explain without waiting for Weiran to ask, "After the loss of our intelligence personnel, the British will provide us with activity funds and recruitment. New helper."
"Where are the Germans?" Wei Ran asked while using the soles of his feet to massage the dislocated joints.
“Those who cooperated with Romeo, the value of the intelligence they provided was too low. Romeo and I are going to eliminate them and use their corpses to exchange for some money with the Germans, and at the same time, we can also obtain the Germans. "Trust."
"Whose idea is this?" Wei Ran asked with increased strength.
"Romeo! Romeo's thoughts!"
"What about you? Who are you? How are you related to Romeo?"
"I am a Englishman, my sister is Romeo's wife, and I took the initiative to find him." The middle-aged man cried and replied, "Please take your feet away! It's about to break."
"Don't worry, let me think about what else to ask."
Wei Ran simply stood up and stepped on the opponent's joints hard. "What happened when Romeo was exposed last time?"
"We originally wanted to kill the postman and replace him with one of our own. He controls an underground post office for Polish exiles and Jews. As long as he can be replaced by We can know where more Poles and Jews are hiding, but we didn't expect to attract the attention of the chain dog. Please, hurry up..."
"So. These valuable things on the table are the funds you defrauded from the British?" Wei Ran ignored the other party's plea and asked, "Since when?Started? "
"Half...half a year ago," the middle-aged man answered with a cry.
"Okay, the last two questions," Wei Ran asked with a smile, " What is this place? How did you end up hiding here? "
"Romeo arranged it. It is said that the father of the tavern hostess was the tombkeeper here during his lifetime. ”
“Okay, last question. Wei Ran asked with a smile, "Where exactly are you going next?" "
" Rendsburg, Rendsburg! The middle-aged man, who was almost crying after being tortured by Wei Ran, replied without thinking, "Lundsburg Church, my contact person is a woman named Naile in the choir of that church." "
"What is the code word for joints? Wei Ran asked.
“May the Lord send punishment to the guilty, may the Lord send forgiveness to the irrational, and may the Lord send mercy to the homeless.” "
Hearing this, Wei Ran took out the pocket watch that Artur gave him and looked at it. Seeing that there was still time, he released his foot that had been stepping on the opponent's elbow.
< p>The middle-aged man lying on the floor immediately breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could say anything, he saw Wei Ran grabbing his arm that had been stepped on just now, and then with a crisp click, he gave him The dislocated elbow joint was restored.As the middle-aged man screamed, Wei Ran carried a chair across his body, and then stepped on him gently with his foot. The joint of the other hand!
“Okay, let’s ask the question again. If you remember something wrong, this is your last chance to correct it. If the final result satisfies me, maybe I will let you live, and if you answer quickly enough, I will also help you restore your original state with this hand. Don't worry, although the process is very painful, my skills are very good. If you don't believe me, you can move the fingers of the other hand and it can be used now. "
"Are you really willing to let me go? "While the middle-aged man asked this question, he subconsciously moved his arm, which had been stepped on by Wei Ran. Although the elbow was still painful, it was indeed possible to move as he said! p>
However, before he could recover, Wei Ran began to exert force on his feet, and the middle-aged man who had just breathed a sigh of relief let out a series of screams again.
"Like God promises, as long as you satisfy me, I will definitely let you live. ”
Wei Ran solemnly made a promise in front of the other party, and at the same time pretended to cross himself on his chest. Then, he shuffled the questions he had just asked and started the torture again. .
After being tortured again and again using the other party’s limbs and joints, Wei Ran finally reluctantly believed the other party’s confession, and in the expectation of the middle-aged man, he took back his strength and removed his feet. He moved his left leg away from the knee socket.
Unfortunately, Wei Ran did not help him restore the last dislocated leg after completing the torture as he had expected. Instead, he stood up and opened the room.
The sweaty middle-aged man walked out.He turned over with difficulty, lying on the floor that was wet with sweat and his own urine, staring blankly at the ceiling above his head. Although the young man didn't care about his left leg, at least he survived.
Unfortunately, before he could catch his breath, Wei Ran came back carrying a heavy cavalry sword from the First World War.
"What are you going to do?" The middle-aged man asked in a panic with a hoarse voice. At the same time, he held his hands in severe pain and moved his body back with difficulty, "You swore to let go." Pass me!"
"Yes" Wei Ran smiled, "It's a pity that I don't believe in that poor guy who was tied to the cross without any clothes."
He didn't finish his sentence. , the rusty heavy cavalry sword had already passed through the middle-aged man's chest and was nailed to the wooden floor.
Looking at the middle-aged man who was nailed to the floor with a cavalry sword, Wei Ran pulled the things on the table into another canvas bag he had just found, and then tied it to his belt. He took the time to inspect the wooden house, and seeing that there was nothing special, he put on his cloak and left this house full of lies and betrayal.
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