War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 83 The Final Truth
At noon on the third day after arriving in Germany, Wei Ran, who was learning German from Dalia, was called to Karp's room.

"Willie Dicker has made an investigation."

Culp put a stack of files with traces of time on the table between the two, "According to my investigation, Willie Dicker's mother is named Hannah Dicker, and the information we found on his body The woman in the group photo matches."

"Dickel again?" Wei Ran muttered, "So, this woman."

Karp nodded, "According to our previous speculation, this woman is probably an agent of the Stasi."

"Is there a way to prove it?" Wei Ran continued to ask, and at the same time he was hesitating in his heart, should he find an excuse to take out the negatives in the cowhide notebook.

"We're going to visit someone in Berlin in the afternoon, maybe we can confirm something from him." Karp changed his comfortable position and lit a cigarette, then changed the subject with a puff of smoke, "Before that, let me tell you about you question."

"My question?" Wei Ran looked at Karp in confusion.

"After these few days of investigation, Teacher Dalia and I already have a basic understanding of you."

Karp looked at Wei Ran with a smile, "Are you interested in continuing to study in your professional field?"

"What do you mean?" The expression on Wei Ran's face became more and more puzzled.

"Every successful intelligence officer must have a suitable disguise. For example, Ampoule, his public identity is a doctor, such as Mr. Nicholas, his public identity is a deliveryman."

Wei Ran spread his hands, "I just want to learn some life-saving skills, not to be an intelligence officer like a spy."

Karp smiled, "Even so, having a disguised identity that sounds less threatening will make it much more convenient for you in the future, even if it's just a so-called war photographer."

"So?" Wei Ran looked at Karp, waiting for his next words.

"Your major and your studio in Volgograd are a good disguise"

Karp replied with a smile, "So, I suggest that you continue your studies in your major. The postgraduate acceptance letter from Kazan Federal University that I gave you earlier is true. Of course, you don't have to go there to take classes, as long as you complete it regularly. Just take the exam. After I go back this time, I will give you the relevant study materials."

"Mr. Karp, I didn't come to Hongqi Forest Farm to study as a graduate student." Wei Ran had to remind.

"Your courses at Hongqi Forest Farm will not be affected in any way"

While talking, Karp took out a folded A4 paper and handed it to Wei Ran, "After you go back this time, you will study according to this schedule."

Wei Ran took it curiously and opened it, only to see that it was densely packed with all the arrangements from Monday to Sunday, from six o'clock in the morning to ten o'clock in the evening of the same day, and the intensity of the courses was even the same as that of the high school. Sometimes it's a fight.In comparison, the hunting game he and Ji Ma played before has become the easiest physical education class.

Swallowing hard, Wei Ran looked at Garp, "Where's the hunting game?"

"That's just to let Dalia and I have an intuitive understanding of you"

Karp pointed in the direction of the door, "Jima will follow you to study the whole process. Our minimum requirements for you are very simple. Except for your history field, you must surpass him in every item, otherwise, you have to help him Pay the same tuition."

"Or follow the rhythm of one week of study and one week of vacation?" Wei Ran asked with difficulty, he was already doubting whether he could persevere.

"Of course" Karp stood up, "As I said before, you can also study for half a month and rest for half a month. Okay, now go back to your room and get ready. We will leave for the airport in two hours."

Back to the room worried, Jima was already packing his luggage.Obviously, this young hunter who has become Wei Ran's competitor doesn't know what kind of situation he will face next.

Two hours later, everyone left the room, arrived at the airport with Dalia and Karp, and boarded a flight to Berlin.After arriving, he took a taxi to the door of a toy store next to the Spree River.

Glancing at the locked shutter door, Dalia pulled out two hairpins from her hair, but seeing how he operated, opened the shutter door and pushed it up.

And Karp pushed open the glass door as if he was going home, walked in leisurely and pressed the bell on the bar.

Not long after the crisp bell rang, an old man wearing reading glasses and holding a shotgun tremblingly walked down from the second floor.

"The toy store is closed," the old man said slowly in German, but the shotgun in his hand was never aimed at Wei Ran and the others.

"Is it like the Stasi is closed forever?" Dalia asked directly in Russian.

"Who are you?" The old man suddenly became nervous, and while responding in Russian, he aimed the shotgun at everyone.

Karp patted the backpack on his chest, and said in a flat tone, "You can try shooting."

The old man's eyebrows trembled. After a long silence, he disengaged the shotgun in his hand, took out the bullets and threw it into the trash can by the stairs, "My grandson is still upstairs, how about we go out and talk?"

"Of course, Mr. Miller." Dalia smiled at this point, "Oh, maybe I should call you Cicada?"

"Anything is fine, anyway, let's go outside and talk."

The old man walked out of the toy store in a panic, but from the beginning to the end, his attention was on the backpack on Karp's chest.

"You guys go out and talk, and Jima and I will help Mr. Miller look after the shop, lest any thieves come in." While speaking, Dalia bent down to pick up the former's shotgun leaning against the corner, and then picked out two more from the trash can 12-gauge shotgun, while Ji Ma has already picked up a large box of beautifully packaged puzzles from the shelf, and stuffed them into his backpack with a wicked look.

"In that case, put your luggage here, too."

Karp took off the backpack hanging on his chest and put it on the stairs leading to the second floor, and handed a TV remote control to Dalia by the way.

Ignoring the old man standing at the door, Karp crossed the road to the river, found a bench at random and sat down. After the former sat beside him, he handed over the group photo he found in the air-raid bunker. "I want to know her status with the Stasi."

The old man took the photo and looked at it carefully, then returned the photo to Karp, took off his reading glasses, lowered his head and wiped the lenses with the hem of his clothes, and said plainly, "It's been too long, and I'm almost 70 years old old, how is it possible"

Before he could finish speaking, Karp pointed to the toy store across the road, "Mr. Miller, you'd better think clearly before answering. I have a lot of questions, but I only have ten minutes. If I don't answer after ten minutes, Don't have all the answers, I'll call the ambulance and the fire truck for you. Also, since I can find this place, I can also find your son's home in Potsdam, as well as your daughter and your other grandson."

"Hannah, Stasi agent, code-named dwarf." This time, the old man gave the answer Karp wanted to know without any hesitation.

"Her task" Karp asked the second question in a flat tone.

"Monitoring the ampoule of Soviet agents," the old man sitting next to Karp replied very quickly, his old eyes never leaving the shop across the road.

"The Bonn sarin factory incident is related to her?"

Karp's affirmative tone made the old man no longer conceal it. "She did discover that incident. After confirming that the Sarin factory was blown up, the East German government at that time even awarded her a medal."

"So in 1979, the family of the East Berlin post office employee Nikolai was also killed by the Stasi?"

The old man hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded with difficulty, "At that time, the intelligence personnel sent by the Soviet Union to East Germany were basically semi-disclosed, and their family members were also protected by the Stasi. It was easy to kill them."

"Who killed it?"

Karp continued to ask, seeing that the other party hesitated, he raised his wrist and looked at his watch unhurriedly, "You still have six minutes to answer the remaining questions, besides, we came to you just to verify The authenticity of the confession, so you'd better think about it before you speak."

"The dwarf killed it," the old man sighed, "and the person in charge of the operations department who was in charge of protecting Mr. Nikolai's family at that time, but that person died shortly after the disintegration of the Soviet Union."

"Where is the dwarf buried?" Karp asked the next question without waiting for the other party to finish.

The old man shook his head, "We didn't find her body at all, and there is no need to find her body."

"Does she have any family?"

"Gone"

The old man continued to shake his head, "Her parents died in the Battle of Berlin shortly after she was born, the Stasi raised her, and it was out of loyalty that the dwarf was chosen to monitor the ampoule .”

"Last question." Karp looked at the other party indifferently, "How did you know the identity of the ampoule?"

The old man hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "We followed and monitored Nicholas for a long time before finally confirming the identity of the ampoule."

"Mr. Miller, I wish you a happy life in your later years." Karp stretched out his hand to the other party, who shook his hand hesitantly, and then saw that Dalia had walked out of the toy store empty-handed.

Watching the four of them leave in a taxi, the old man hurriedly ran into the toy store, and then saw the backpack, TV remote control and his own shotgun placed on the bar.

Carefully picked up the remote control and disassembled the back case. To his amazement, there was no battery inside.Open the backpack again, except for a glass lunch box that Karp bought at the duty-free shop at the airport, there is no explosives at all that he thought.

Throwing all these things into the trash can, the old man leaned on the bar and sat on the floor with difficulty, holding his shotgun and letting out a sigh of relief.

In the taxi to the airport, Karp saw Wei Ran's puzzled face, and explained, "That person was the intelligence liaison officer of the Stasi at that time, and he sorted out and analyzed a lot of information from West Germany at that time. .”

"Why didn't you look for him at that time?" Wei Ran asked without knowing why.

"We didn't doubt East Germany before, let alone the Stasi spies hiding beside the ampoule." Karp sighed after hearing the words, "And if it wasn't for that photo, do you think he would tell the truth?"

Seeing the silence in the taxi, Dalia, who was sitting in the co-pilot, smiled and said, "Okay, anyway, I can finally give Mr. Nikolai a clear answer, boys, wait until we return to Kazan. , you are about to start a new course, before that, how about we take advantage of this time and continue to learn German?"

Wei Ran and Ji Ma, who was next to him, looked at each other, and the expressions on their faces had become extremely bitter.

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