Soul to the Rhine

Chapter 6
When Rosia woke up the next day and was folding the quilt, she vaguely heard the sound of the door opening in front of her.She hurriedly put the quilt back in the cabinet and ran to the front.

I thought I would see Mrs. Cornman who was returning late, but I didn't expect that there were two soldiers with guns guarding the door. When she suddenly appeared, they uniformly pointed the black muzzles at her head.

"who?"

"..." I also want to ask who you are?
Rosia was startled, but she could only raise her hands above her head obediently, and timidly said: "I have always lived here..."

The two soldiers obviously didn't believe it. They took two more steps with their guns raised, so that the muzzle of the gun was a little closer to her head.

Rosia really wanted to look like she was speaking righteously to increase her credibility. However, facing such a murderous weapon at such a close range, she could only manage not to cross her eyes and stuttered a little: "Please Believe me, I...I have been living here. Yesterday, I went out for something and came back late. As a result, the owner of the house did not come back, so I stayed in the back for one night...Perhaps, do you know where the owner of the house went? "

The two soldiers looked at each other and were about to say something else when the door opened again and several people came out.

The person walking in front was a tall officer in military uniform, and the people behind were all soldiers.

With the muzzle of the gun still in front of her, Rosia didn't dare to put down her hand, so she could only stand there and watch the officer approach.

With a wave of his hand, the gun was put away.

"Ma'am, I may need you to answer a few questions." The officer's voice was very low and young. He looked at her raising her hands and said, "Perhaps you can use a more comfortable posture."

"Sir, please ask." The two soldiers behind him pointed their guns at her without giving up. How dare she put down her hands.

The officer didn't care, and asked directly, "How many people live in this house?"

"Five... once." Rosia raised her head slightly, trying to see what his expression was, but failed due to the height difference, so she paused and said: "The master and son... don't know the news now. The daughter went to Poland yesterday, and the daughter The master didn't return last night, and there's only one left...that's me, sir!"

"What's your name?"

"Sia Luo."

"So," he hesitated slightly: "Rossia Franti?"

Rosia then lowered her head to look at his hand. It was a very familiar notebook with some things inside. It seemed that the appearance had not changed.

Although she was confused as to why her things were in his hands, she still answered honestly: "That's my German name."

In order to leave Nanjing smoothly at that time, the original owner's mother directly changed her transit documents and identity certificates to her German name, followed by her mother's original surname.Although she is not against foreign names, she herself is Rosia, a pure Chinese soul from outside. She has an inexplicable insistence that even she feels, and she always speaks her Chinese name to the outside world.

The officer nodded and fell into silence.After a long time, he said: "Please come with me."

Rosia suddenly felt confused.Just take this and this away?Don't you even have to make up a crime?
Rosia, who has always been a good kid, has only seen the police say to criminals seriously on TV, "We suspect you are xxx, please come with us."

She didn't expect that she would enjoy it today. Although he was very polite, his status as an officer and the soldiers with guns behind him made her think the worst.

A military vehicle was parked outside the gate, and the officer even opened the door for her very considerately.Rosia, who had never been helped to open a car door in her whole life, sat in dazedly, then the door closed and the officer sat in the passenger seat.

The car was driven by a soldier, and from the suspicious little eyes he looked at her from time to time, Rosia concluded that he was one of the men who pointed a gun at her.This made her think again about what illegal things she had done that deserved an officer to catch her personally.

After thinking about it, it seems that the only thing that happened was that Lisa was "threatened" by two policemen in black uniforms when she was sending Lisa off yesterday.Could it be that the policeman's departure yesterday was not to let her go, but to replace her with someone else?
Rosia was a little restless. She was not the kind of person who could hide her thoughts. The expression on her face suddenly became as tangled as her heart.

There was a chuckle from ahead.

Rosia looked up, but once again saw the soldier's heavy and suspicious eyes, so she had to lower her head immediately.

The destination seemed far away, no one was talking in the car, and the atmosphere seemed tense to Rosia.I don't know how long it took, but the car finally stopped in a residential area.

They were all single-family villas, very similar to Jewish ghettos, but Rosia had never been here before.

After getting out of the car, the soldier gave Rosia a very threatening look, then stood at attention and bowed his head slightly to the officer: "Then sir, I will leave first. I wish you a happy day."

The officer nodded, and the soldier turned and left with goose steps.

Only then did Rosia realize that she and the officer were the only two people in the car, and the other soldiers had long since disappeared.

The officer didn't tell her where she was going. He turned around and walked inside first. After walking a few steps, he asked Rosia, "How do you feel about Credy?" The voice was very relaxed.

Seeing that he didn't look like he wanted to kill anyone, Rosia felt that Credi was talking about the guy in the car who had been glaring at her all the way, so she said honestly: "Well, very suitable for being an interrogator. Or a deterrent.”

"Haha!" The officer chuckled twice, his voice very young and pleasant.

"Actually..." In fact, the look in his eyes looked more like I had stolen his lover.

"Actually what?"

"It's nothing."

The officer seemed to have a good temper. He kept walking in front, and Rosia couldn't see his face, so she had to keep her head down and follow.Intuitively, he shouldn't do anything to her when he entered this kind of residential area. Of course, she couldn't guess his intentions.

Arriving in front of a villa, the officer opened the iron gate. Inside was a small garden, which was very similar to the layout of Mrs. Cornman's house.He continued to walk in, but Rosia couldn't guess what he meant anymore. Did he want her to be a nanny?

The door opened and entered the living room. Sitting on the sofa was a woman who looked to be in her 40s or [-]s. She was reading a book. When she heard the voice, she raised her head and smiled at the officer: "Back!"

"Well, mother."

"..."

Rosia is even more confused!

(End of this chapter)