War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 63 The first goal
Outside the window, the howling cold wind intensified, and several trash cans that had been blown down by the wind rolled around on the street, making clanking noises.But in the warm and dark bedroom, Wei Ran was tossing and turning on the bed, not feeling sleepy at all.

He was worried about whether the corpse pushed out of the window of the hospital operating room not long ago would attract the police, and also worried about whether the woman driving out would suddenly open the door and shoot herself.

Even the house where he was hiding was very different from the house that Nicholas had shown him.He remembered clearly that the Ampoule's home in Bonn was a narrow one-bedroom and one living room, but it was not only located in a remote suburb, it was also a detached villa with two floors and a garage.

Moreover, there was the blonde middle-aged woman whom Nicholas had never mentioned, and the young man holding a basketball in the bedside photo frame, all of which were beyond the information provided by Nicholas.

Isn't Dr. Hans actually an ampoule?Wei Ran shook his head to dispel the thoughts just now. He once took the card he found with the radio station to confirm with Nicholas, and the latter also gave him an accurate answer.

Since the photo is right, could it be that Ampoule, or Dr. Hans next door, has a secret base that only he knows about?When this idea popped up in his mind, Wei Ran, who was lying on the bed, sat up directly.

"wrong!"

He stood up in the dark, maybe this house in the suburbs was Dr. Hans' secret base?But since he dared to bring himself here without any scruples, and was not even in a hurry to escape, could it be that he was not worried about being exposed?
Wei Ran forced himself to calm down. If this is the case, the condition for his return may not be to help Dr. Hans escape from Bonn, but to escape from Dr. Hans' pursuit.

After hesitating for a moment, he turned on the bedside lamp, and looked for useful clues in this bedroom with the faint light.It's a pity that all the text information here is basically in German that I can't understand. The only one is the graduation certificate of the University of Bonn in 1984, which is marked in English, so I can barely understand it.

Holding this diploma and comparing it with the photo in the bedside photo frame, he was sure that he was the same person as that young man, so he silently read and wrote down the string of numbers on the diploma over and over again.

Although he was sent back to the Cold War era earlier than he planned this time, he did not forget what he was here for.When I go back to my own time, if I can follow the number on the graduation certificate to find the young man in the photo frame, maybe I can unlock a lot of secrets.

Putting the certificate back in place, thinking about it and still worrying that the other party had other thoughts, Wei Ran simply blocked the locked door with the bedside table, and then lay down on the floor just blocked by the bed with a pillow, so that no matter what the other party Do you want to kill yourself, at least you can get a chance to react.

He closed his eyes in fear, and after tossing and turning, Wei Ran barely fell asleep.In the fragmented dream, Dr. Hans and Hannah, and even Nicholas and that Karp raised their pistols and pulled the trigger on him time and time again, which made him sleepless all night.

When Wei Ran was woken up by the sound of the engine, the wind outside the window had stopped. He opened the curtain and took a look outside. Doctor Hans’s Mercedes-Benz off-road vehicle was parked outside, and the skyline in the distance had also changed. It was dyed a faintly visible fiery red by the sun that has not yet emerged.

Rubbing his face vigorously to rejoice that he came over as soon as possible, Wei Ran pushed the bedside table and walked out of the room, knocking on the door of the next bedroom.In the bedroom illuminated by the desk lamp, Dr. Hans pulled out the syringe inserted near the wound on his leg and threw it into the ashtray, then slowly put on his clothes, "We should go."

"Where are you going?" Wei Ran asked in a low voice.

"buy insurance"

While speaking, Dr. Hans took out bullets from the tin candy box on the bedside table and stuffed them into the silent pistol with only two rounds of ammunition, and then put the camera, which was only the size of a cigarette box, into his pocket. inside,

"Buy insurance?" Wei Ran didn't know, so he looked at Dr. Hans who had already put on a suit.

"It seems that you really don't know anything, but don't worry, I will explain to you on the way, which just saves me to report it myself." Hans muttered, but he didn't bother to explain, and walked downstairs immediately, He took him into the Mercedes-Benz SUV waiting outside.

Before Wei Ran slammed the car door to death, the middle-aged woman named Hannah stepped on the accelerator and rushed out.Along the way, Dr. Hans and Hannah chatted in German that Wei Ran couldn't understand at all.Even until the car stopped at the door of an apartment in the center of the city, neither of them stopped their increasingly heated conversation.

Fortunately, when the three of them walked out of the elevator, the two of them finally shut up. Not only did Hannah put her arms around Dr. Hans, but even the expression on her face became happy and intimate. Wei Ran, who was behind the two, clearly looked at the two mental patients with an expression on his face.

Walking along the long corridor until the very end near the stairs, Hannah unhurriedly took out a key from her pocket and opened the door.

Under the leadership of Dr. Hans, Wei Ran walked into this house with a very familiar layout and furnishings.However, Hannah, who was at the end, did not come in. Instead, she stood inside the door, using her peephole to observe the empty corridor.

In the living room, Dr. Hans, who was handicapped with legs and feet, took out a medical file from his briefcase and stuffed it into a wooden box on the table by the wall, then took out a large bottle of ink from the dining cabinet, unscrewed it, and poured it directly on the on a wooden box.

Jian Weiran looked at himself suspiciously, but Dr. Hans didn't explain at all, he just pointed to a box full of weapons in the corner and said, "Pick what you need, we may encounter many enemies next .”

"If there is time, how about introducing who our enemy is?"

While Wei Ran was speaking, he reached out from the box and took out an MP5 submachine gun with a silencer installed, then picked up the quick loader on the table, and pushed the bullets inside in advance into the magazine.

"Indoor combat, the first target is an insurance company. The man behind the scenes of this company is a crisp colonel named Albert Schnetz. Before the establishment of the West German Defense Force, he had long accepted the Galen organization and The activity funds provided by the civilian Najiu survivors, and used the funds to cultivate the "German Youth League" and the "Professional Technical Service Organization", two underground armed groups established by Najiu veterans."

At this point, Dr. Hans put a Mauser SP66 sniper rifle into the cello box, then threw a submachine gun and the matching ammunition into it, and continued, "Last year I assassinated the same person behind the scenes of this company. Hans Speidel, a participant. It was from him that he learned that, after they were abandoned by the Galen organization in 1955 and lost operating funds, the insurance company not only did not dissolve, but was removed from the American a few years ago I have found a new benefactor."

　It's on the shelves, ready to start paying off the debt
　　Thanks to Feiwushou, wei536, and Zheng Ziruan for rewarding 100 points respectively

　　
　
(End of this chapter)