amaotonovel Chapter 2702 Hollywood Rhapsody (6)
Chapter 2702 Hollywood Rhapsody (6)
Chapter 2702 Hollywood Rhapsody (Sixty)
On the third day, which was Thursday night, Nick came to the Catholic church in the old town. Compared with the extremely magnificent and gorgeous Protestant churches built later, most of the Catholic churches in Berlin are small and dim, but old enough.
Nick's skin color was the best concealing color. He managed to knock the priest unconscious with some effort and came to the back of the only confessional in the church.
The confessional usually consists of two parts. There is a small room in the front, usually large enough for one person to stand. There is a wall directly opposite the door. Some walls have windows, some do not. The priest stands opposite the wall, and the believers will confess facing the priest.
Of course, sometimes there is no one behind the scenes, or the person standing there may not be a priest, so many believers will make an appointment with a familiar priest so that they can confide their inner secrets.
Dr. Schiller is destined not to see the priest today, Nick thought as he stood behind the wall. It's a pity that there are no windows in the walls of the confessional in this church, so he can't use his advantage as an agent to observe the facial expressions on the other side.
Soon the door was opened and the footsteps were getting closer and closer. Nick felt that he could almost hear the other person's breathing, but it was hard to imagine that a man with such light footsteps killed three Gestapo soldiers the day before yesterday and hung them all on the cross.
But when the man on the other side finally stood in front of the wall, Nick felt that there was a wild beast trapped in a cage on the other side of the wall.
"I want to repent, Lord..."
Nick coughed twice, and the voice on the other end really disappeared. Nick said, "I'm sorry, I'm not a good person for you to confess to."
"Oh?" The other party made an emotionless sound of surprise.
"I know what you did the day before yesterday. I saw...your work. I want to talk to you about something, about Artur. Are you free now?"
"What's wrong, Father?"
Nick heard the person on the other side ask, and the voice sounded ethereal, like the shadows of trees reflected in the water, as if it could be blown away by the slightest ripple, but also as if nothing could be changed when it was blown away.
"He's fine. I sent him back to the lounge to rest." Nick said, "I swear my actions won't cause any harm to him. I'm not here to hurt any of you."
The other party remained silent, so Nick had to say, "Three years ago, we destroyed a laboratory in order to prevent the Axis powers from having atomic bombs. However, in subsequent investigations, we found that a mysterious organization called Hydra may have stolen the research results of that laboratory in advance and completed it somewhere."
"There is an important number in a certain unfinished core component. Only by getting this number can we know what technology they have mastered and whether this technology can be perfected and used to create a weapon capable of destroying the world. Artur is the only one who knows this number."
"He died of a murder, and we don't know who did it. We found out that you were the only person he had seen before his death. You are a strong suspect, so we targeted you, but we didn't expect that you would also provoke the Gestapo, or even more."
"I don't know how you did it, but you killed three of their people in the church. This is an unacceptable insult to them. In these last few months, they will become more and more crazy. If you don't want to leave Berlin, you will need our help."
Nick heard the other person's breathing rate change, but it was not rapid due to nervousness. He seemed to be satisfied, like a sated beast taking a nap.
"How will you help me?"
"At least we can help you escape the Gestapo."
"How can I repay you?"
"I know that Arthur may not have told you the number. In fact, he didn't know that the number was so important. No one told him. But I need you to describe in detail the details of your time with him, including what he said to you. This is not difficult for you, right?"
"You're a good agent." Nick heard the voice from the other end, and for some reason, his heart suddenly tightened.
"But you got the wrong guy."
The moment the words fell.
boom! Bang bang! !
Nick turned around suddenly and saw from the window at the back of the small space that teams of Gestapo rushed in and were banging on the doors one by one. He suddenly realized something and said, "Is this your trap?!"
He heard the other party chuckle, which was completely different from his previous serious attitude, and he seemed to be in the mood to chat with him.
"You are a good agent." The other party repeated, "You are good at disguising all unfair transactions as equal exchanges and bringing them up for negotiation with confidence, making all your opponents think that sitting at the poker table would be a good choice. But you are always the one who overturns the table first without expecting it - mean, rude and evil."
Nick didn't have time to listen to him now, he had to find a way to leave here, his foot injury had not healed completely yet, he definitely couldn't run away, and now the passage outside was full of Gestapo.
So now there was only one option left, to break the wall and go out the door behind Schiller, maybe there would be a chance of escape, damn, he must have anticipated this scenario a long time ago.
"Many people regard violence as a last resort, but I am the opposite." Nick heard the other party say: "If you can't even survive violence, then even if it is on the table, it is just an ingredient."
Nick punched the wall twice. He knew that the wall should be able to be opened, but the switch was not on his side. He had to hammer the wall next to him and said, "Listen, I never wanted to take any violent measures against you..."
"Do you think I have an obligation to repay you in kind?"
Nick was choked and couldn't say a word. He listened to the knocking on the door getting closer and closer, so he lowered his voice and said, "Okay, it's true that we need your help, especially now. Let me go over."
"How are you going to repay me?"
Nick's eyeballs were trembling rapidly, which showed that he was thinking at high speed. He knew that the nonsense of helping him escape the pursuit of the Gestapo would not fool him. The other party had played these idiots in the palm of their hands and could even make them shoot wherever they pointed. Pursuit was a ridiculous word to him.
"What do you want?" Nick had to ask.
"I need enough medicines, especially blood clotting drugs, and I also need a medical guidebook for pregnant women to deliver babies."
"Is anyone about to give birth?" Nick asked instinctively, but he knew he shouldn't ask so many questions, so he had to say, "I only have some anti-inflammatory and sedative drugs, and disinfectant and sterilization liquid, but I can't get any coagulation drugs. They are too strictly controlled."
"I think I can find the instruction manual, and maybe I can also find doctors and nurses who can deliver babies, but most of them are far away from here now."
"I just want an instruction manual."
"No problem." Nick agreed immediately and said anxiously, "Let me through, they're coming soon!!"
He knew that he could not be arrested in his current state, because in these last crazy months, they could do anything, and he did not want to die on the eve of dawn.
With a click, something loosened. Nick pushed the wall and found it could rotate. He pushed the wall open and rushed over, but there was nothing on the other side. Hearing the footsteps getting closer, Nick had to restore the wall and sneak out.
When Nick limped back to the house, he saw a wanted warrant in Jones's hand. This thing was almost like waste paper in the past few months. Even if you went out and looked somewhere you shouldn't, you might be wanted. Nick was no longer surprised.
But Jones seemed to be looking at it very seriously. In the middle of changing the dressing, Nick looked at the wanted poster. Strangely, there was no photo on the wanted poster, and the head part was completely black, which meant that they were looking for a mysterious person, which meant that they found a bad thing that they didn't know who did it.
Looking down, there was indeed a photo of a church, the church where the three bodies appeared, and the description below read: "A horrible church killer betrayed his great country and committed a horrific murder. He will be brought to justice."
There were some German couplets in the wording that Nick couldn't quite understand, but all the slogans written by the Gestapo were like that. They looked menacing and inflammatory, but if you thought about it carefully, they were actually very ridiculous.
If they really could have brought the murderer to justice, they wouldn't have issued this warrant. Everyone knows that they have the Preventive Arrest Act. In its heyday, they could have even put everyone in the church area into a concentration camp just because they might be the murderer or saw the murderer and didn't report it.
But now they can only issue this ridiculous wanted order. Nick thought that this actually provided Schiller with a great opportunity. He only needed to report himself anonymously, and then he would show up in a church and the Gestapo would swarm in, just like today.
Because the more powerless they are, the more they have to prove that they are still as strong as before. Under such pressure, no one has time to think about whether someone wants to take advantage of them. They just rush in triumphantly.
Tigers try to hide their bodies as much as possible before hunting, but dogs must bark a few times.
Nick lamented in his heart for their IQ, but at the same time he also lamented for his own future. This guy was really difficult to deal with. Why did it have to be him?
But Nick is not going to give up. He still has a clue in his hand. Schiller asked him for a guide for pregnant women to give birth, which means he may know a pregnant woman who is about to give birth.
Although Schiller was a surgeon, childbirth is a highly professional matter, and judging the condition of the fetus and the pregnant woman is not within the professional scope of a cardiac surgeon. But he is a doctor after all, and the situation would be much better if he had a guide manual.
Considering the residence that Schiller visited before, it is very likely that the one who is about to give birth is Mrs. Eisenhart. Although it is not known what relationship Schiller has with the Eisenhart family, this may be his weakness.
The fireplace was warm. A red-haired woman with gentle features was leaning on a recliner with a big belly, knitting a sweater in the light of the fireplace, while two men were sitting opposite the coffee table, moving the chess pieces in their hands.
The one holding the black pieces was Schiller, while the other man's eyebrows and eyes looked particularly cold under the flickering light of the fireplace. It was the young Magneto.
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(End of this chapter)