Soul to the Rhine

Chapter 38 Heinrich
(Additional update for Mu Xia!)

Now that the decision was made, Rosia immediately started to act. For Lisa, the longer the delay, the worse it would be.

First, you need a proof of previous employment.This was easy for Rosia. It was so simple to issue a certificate proving that she had received nursing care in the hospital.But the problem is, Lisa knows nothing about nursing. Even if she gets a blue card and is assigned a job by the Nazis, her secret will still be exposed at first hand, so the hospital cannot do it.

Rosia thought about the days she spent with Lisa in 1938, trying to remember if Lisa had any skills that she could use.But it is a pity that the only thing this Jewish girl has studied besides going to school is the nuns' course.

Apparently the Nazis didn't need a nun.

Rosia was a little distressed. After wandering around the office for a long time, she suddenly thought of another place.

hotel.

Hotel maid.

It is considered a useful job during this period, and it is also a proof of work that is relatively easy to fabricate.Even if Lisa starts working in the future, it will not be easy for her to reveal her secret.

This was a good idea. Rosia picked up the scarf hanging on the side, wrapped it around her neck, and was about to go out to the hotel opposite.The most urgent thing is to need the hotel manager to fabricate a certificate for her that Lisa has worked there.

There were not many people in the hotel during the day. Rosia explained her purpose and was led by a waiter to see the manager.

After opening the door and entering, the manager was immersed in writing something, and he didn't put down his pen when he saw Rosia.

Rosia ignored him and went straight to the point: "Manager, please forgive my rashness. I am Sia Luo. I believe you still remember me." To non-Germans, Rosia always introduced her by her real name.

The manager paused, finally stopped writing, raised his head, and looked at her in surprise.

Rosia thought that the manager's expression meant that he didn't understand why she was here, and she didn't show off. She said directly: "I have something to ask the manager for help. I hope..."

The manager coughed and put down the pen in his hand: "Miss Luo, this is Commander Heinrich von Bolton, who is currently in charge of the SS troops stationed in Warsaw."

Rosia was startled and mechanically turned her head to look at the sofa. Sure enough, she saw a certain officer whom she hadn't seen for a month sitting on the sofa. His long legs were crossed and casually draped on the low table, and he was looking at her sideways.

Rosia's whole body was trembling, and her mind was confused.This guy is here, why didn't she see him when he came?

"It seems like I haven't seen you for a long time." Heinrich looked like he was recalling.

Rosia didn't feel that she was so worthy of an officer's memory, so she laughed dryly and said: "Sir, I have been very busy in the hospital. I am a doctor."

What she said was not wrong. During this period, the hospital had been busy treating various wounded wounded by the Nazis.

"Oh, doctor. This is an amazing profession." Heinrich nodded and said in a longer tone: "However, it seems that my men have caused you a lot of trouble."

A murderous aura!
Rosia's expression changed and she waved her hands quickly: "No, no, sir, it has nothing to do with your men. They are just ordinary little problems." She would not be so stupid as to think that Heinrich would punish her men. It will only take into account the efficiency of the hospital.

"Well, then, you received Werner's letter?"

"what?"

Heinrich looked at her confused expression for a while and then said, "It seems I didn't receive it."

Rosia didn't understand why he suddenly mentioned Werner. What does this have to do with Werner?
Heinrich had no intention of continuing. He picked up the hat, stood up and put it on. His platinum blond hair was all blocked, and his figure was very tall. Rosia could not even reach his chin when she stood up.

The manager also quickly stood up to see him off. Heinrich took two steps, then suddenly turned around and said to the frightened Rosia: "You should be grateful that you have a brother with a distinguished status, and he has me. Friends. If you need any help, you can come to me." After finishing speaking, he started walking again.

The manager bowed slightly from behind: "Sir, please walk slowly."

Rosia stood blankly, a little dumbfounded. Could it be that Heinrich was also the person Werner entrusted to take care of her?Do you want to do this? Why does Werner, a Wehrmacht, hang out with people from the SS? Even if this is the case, don’t always find some unreliable Nazis to take care of her. Her little heart can’t bear such a stimulus. .

Moreover, obvious perfunctory can be heard from Heinrich's words. He didn't even say how to find him, and how to get help.

The manager sent the great god away, closed the door again, and looked back at Rosia helplessly. The two of them were relatively speechless and sighed.

"Miss Luo, what did you just say you wanted me to help you with?" The manager was a smart man. He didn't ask her why she knew Heinrich, but went straight to the point.

Rosia didn't mention the situation just now and made her intention clear, and the two quickly returned to the original topic.

To be honest, Rosia didn't know what to do. After all, this was a matter of deceiving the police. It would be understandable for the manager to reject her for the sake of the hotel's safety.

"It's not impossible what you said. I can issue a work certificate." The manager hesitated for a moment and then said: "It's just that my employees haven't seen that Miss Lisa, so they may tell her. I'll give it to you." It will take some more time to unify the caliber.”

Rosia didn't expect him to agree so easily and was a little surprised.The manager smiled and said: "In Poland, not everyone hates Jews. Just like I receive Germans every day, it is not to please them."

Rosia was slightly startled. She remembered that Dean Fritz, a German, seemed to have been selflessly helping some Polish soldiers and Jews.They don't follow others' advice or add insult to injury. These people are others' Schindlers.

Rosia straightened her back and said solemnly: "Thank you very much, manager."

The manager hurriedly waved his hand, took out a work file from the drawer, opened the pen and filled in the information on it.After I finished writing, I dipped it in some wax and roasted it a little with fire. Then the paper turned yellow, and it looked like it had aged at first glance.

Ginger is indeed old and spicy. Making the paper old will increase its credibility a lot.

Rosia took the work certificate and thanked the hotel manager again before returning to the hospital.

The next day, Rosia found an old gray overcoat, pulled out some threads, and pulled out a button, and it really looked a lot worse when she put it on.But her hair was black, too conspicuous, so after thinking about it, she found a large plaid shawl, tied her hair up, and wrapped it around her head, shoulders, and neck.

Although the weather is starting to get warmer, it is actually still a bit cold.The one wearing a long skirt and a lady's hat is a noble lady. For a Jew, it is not bad to be able to wear thick clothes. She has seen many people queuing up to apply for jobs in the West Bureau dressed like this.

After dressing up everything, Rosia looked in the mirror and found that she was very rustic and desolate, in line with the image of a Jew, so she quietly left from the backyard to go to the West Bureau.

　I hope children’s shoes will comment more (⊙o⊙)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)