Gretka, hearing from travkin's words that he intended to let Rosenberg know the inside story of the operation, could not help but feel a move. When travkin finished, he offered his own idea: "major, if you want to get reasonable advice from the captain, I think it is absolutely necessary for him to know the real purpose of this operation."
"We've had repeated discussions about how to get into the bank." The cultural relic expert took a look at travkin and then said, "I can't think of any other way to get into the bank than the three ways mentioned by the major. Lieutenant gretka, are you so sure that Captain Rosenberg can come up with a more perfect plan as long as he knows what we are going to do? "
The expert's words made him hesitate for a moment, but he soon made up his mind. He tapped twice on the table, waiting for gretka and their attention to focus on themselves, and then he said, "OK, stop arguing. I think we should let captain Rosenberg know the truth, because only in this way can he better cooperate with us to complete the task. "
Seeing that travkin had made a statement, the cultural relic experts could not object any more. They could only murmur in a low voice: "is it really appropriate to tell others what we are going to do without asking for instructions from our superiors?"
"Comrade expert," said travkin politely, "our superiors ask captain Rosenberg to cooperate with us. If he doesn't know the inside story, how can he cooperate with us?"
"But the more people we know about this task, the greater the possibility of divulging secrets." The cultural relic expert retorted unconvincingly, "if the mission fails because of leakage, who can bear the responsibility?"
"Don't worry, comrade expert." "Captain Rosenberg is a very good military commander. I believe he should know how to keep secrets," he continued patiently
After a while, Rosenberg came in from the outside and reported to trafkin, "Comrade major, I have sent eight soldiers to look for the cave you are talking about. They are all wearing the uniform of our army. I believe they will not misunderstand the comrades left in the cave. "
"It's very kind of you to come, captain. I have an important thing to tell you." "I'm going to tell you the details of our mission," travkin told Rosenberg solemnly
When Rosenberg heard what he said, he waved his hand again and again: "forget it, comrade major, I'm not good enough. Don't tell me such an important secret. Anyway, I will cooperate with you to complete this task. "
Seeing Rosenberg's scruples, gretka interrupted and said, "Comrade captain, we are in a bit of trouble now and need your help. Therefore, it will be helpful for you to know the actual situation of this mission."
When gretka said this, Rosenberg closed his mouth and listened patiently to travkin's explanation of the task they had accepted. After travkin finished his three action plans, Rosenberg frowned and thought about them. Then he asked, "Comrade major, if I don't get it wrong, you just want to know if the relics in the bank are the amber room you are looking for?"
"Yes, it is." "So far, I can only think of these three ways to get into the bank," he said awkwardly. However, it is a pity that any method is imperfect, so I will tell you the truth about the task we are carrying out, hoping to get some useful help from you. "
"If we want to find out whether the cultural relics stored in the bank are amber rooms or not." Rosenberg said slowly and abruptly, "you don't have to go into the bank. Even outside the bank, we also have a chance to find out whether the amber room was kept in the bank by the Germans. "
Originally, they were racking their brains to think about how to get into the bank and complete their tasks. I didn't expect that Rosenberg said lightly that he could find out whether the things he was looking for were in the bank without going into the bank. The three men stared at Rosenberg with wide eyes, with an incredible expression on their faces.
After a while, with a dry throat and a knotted tongue, travkin asked, "Comrade captain, if we don't enter the bank, how can we find out if what we are looking for is stored in the bank?"
"Comrade major, I am a layman in cultural relics. But I think that since they are such precious cultural relics, it is impossible for the Germans to ignore them after they leave them in the bank. Are you right? " When travkin nodded his approval of this view, he continued: "the Germans will definitely find experts to inspect and maintain these cultural relics on a regular basis. As long as we stay outside the bank, see experts coming out from inside, and then start from these people, we can complete our task."
"That's great, that's great!" As soon as Rosenberg's words were finished, gretka exclaimed, "Comrade captain, you are so thoughtful. I think this method will work." He looked sideways at travkin and said, "Comrade major, my troops have been looking after cultural relics before. It's true that every two or three days, they will ask the experts of cultural relics to check whether the relics are damaged. If I had not heard the captain say so, I would not have thought of it
Travkin was somewhat skeptical of Rosenberg's formulation, but when gretka proved it, his doubts disappeared. He thought about it and then said, "but we don't know when the experts will go to the bank. We can't wait outside the bank endlessly. It's easy for the bank guards to find out."
"Either today or tomorrow, we have to try our luck." Gretka raised her hand, looked at her watch, and then urged, "Comrade major, it's time for us to go, if I remember correctly. Experts usually leave the bank at about one o'clock at noon after inspecting the cultural relics. We'll be there now, maybe in time. "
Three people immediately bid farewell to Rosenberg, riding a motorcycle along the road, toward Lutsk quickly.
Half an hour later, the three successfully entered Lutsk. After they stopped by a building not far from the bank, travkin raised his hand to look at the time, and then whispered, "it's almost 12 o'clock now. If the German invited a cultural relic expert into the bank today, he must not have come out yet."
The cultural relic expert sitting in the STRIDDLE looked in the direction of the bank and said suspiciously, "major, we are here. Can we really wait for the German expert to come out from inside?"
"Experts, don't talk." Gretka looked around for a moment, and then kindly reminded the cultural relic experts: "be careful, the wall has ears. If someone hears us speak Russian and secretly reports to the Germans, then we are all finished."
The cultural relic expert snorted, then closed his mouth, and, like the two of them, stared warily at the exit of the bank.
Time passed by minute by minute, but there was no one in and out of the bank except a few soldiers on guard. Seeing this, the cultural relic expert was a little upset. He asked travkin in a low voice, "major, what's the matter? Why has no one been in or out? Is our judgment wrong?"
"Don't worry," said travkin without looking back. "We're just trying our luck. If we don't have it today, we'll come back tomorrow. We'll have a chance."
As soon as his words were finished, a man came out of the door of the bank. Seeing this middle-aged man in a black woollen coat, a top hat and an official bag under his arm, the cultural relic expert suddenly got excited: "major, you see, here we are. This should be a German..."
"Hush, be quiet, comrade expert." In time, travkin pointed to him and continued, "don't get carried away."
After the middle-aged man went out, he raised his hat with his right hand and said hello to the German soldier beside the gate. Then he put on his hat again and walked down the steps. When he came down the last step, a German soldier who had been doing nothing on a motorcycle immediately met him, nodded and said something to each other. The middle-aged man waved his hand and then walked alone down the street toward the south of the city.
"Lieutenant, we need to find out who this man is and where he lives." Travkin said that he planned to start the motorcycle to follow him, but gretka stopped him.
"Lieutenant, if we don't catch up, we won't find him later." Seeing gretka stop himself from starting the motorcycle, travkin said anxiously, "in that case, our efforts will be in vain."
"Don't worry, he can't run." With a smile on his face, gretka said confidently, "I'm going to ask who he is and where he lives." With that, he started the motorcycle and headed for the bank.
"What the hell is he going to do?" Seeing gretka driving his motorcycle towards the Bank alone, the cultural relic expert sitting in the straddle was scared out of his wits. He asked travkin gingerly, "major, he won't sell us to the Germans, will he?"
"Don't worry, comrade expert." Although travkin didn't know why gretka went to the bank, he knew that he would never sell himself, so he comforted the experts: "he won't sell us."
"But, but," said the heritage expert, pointing to gretka's back, "why did he drive to the Bank alone?"
"Don't worry, the truth will come out in a little while." Although he is not strong enough at the moment, he still insists: "when he comes back, we should be able to figure out a lot of things."
Gretka, riding a motorcycle, came to the German soldier who had just talked to the middle-aged man. He stopped the motorcycle, took off his goggles and gloves, took out a packet of cigarettes from his coat pocket, took one out of it and put it on his mouth. He pretended to feel for it, then turned his head and asked the soldier, "Hello, is there a fire?"
When he saw a motorcycle suddenly stop at his side, the German soldier was very unhappy. He had planned to drive the other party away directly, but he saw the two lightning bolts on the bearer's badge clearly, and then he closed his mouth, because he understood that the SS people could not offend them casually, otherwise his fate would be miserable.
Hearing the SS first-class squad leader wearing the field gendarmerie sign asking if he had a fire, he quickly took a box of matches out of his pocket and struck them respectfully. Gretka took a deep breath after lighting his cigarette. After spitting out a cigarette ring, he handed his cigarette case to the German soldier and said casually, "come on
The German soldier reached out to get it, but when his hand was about to touch the cigarette case, he stopped again. He quickly took it back, shook his head desperately, and said in mourning, "thank you, no need!" Gretka didn't take back the cigarette case. Instead, he continued to pass it to him with a heavy grace. The German soldier saw that the first-class team leader really wanted to invite him to smoke, and he did not delay any more. He took one out of the cigarette box, put it in his mouth, and then lit it with a match. As they leaned against each other to breathe, gretka was angry at the middle-aged man who had not disappeared from his sight. He pretended to be casual and asked, "who is that man?" The German soldier looked at the middle-aged man in the distance, and then replied, "you mean Dr. Stein?"“ Well, "gretka nodded slightly, then continued," what does he do? "“ He is a cultural relic expert from China. " The German soldier replied without warning, "the major in the bank asks him to come every two or three days. As for what to do, I don't know." Gretka stared at Stern's back and said, "soldier, you seem to know him very well."“ It's true, "said the German soldier with some pride." I brought him here from home today. Just saw that he was going to leave, I asked if I needed to send him home, but he said no, he wanted to walk back by himself. " In order to prevent the German soldiers from discovering the flaw, gretka did not continue to ask questions and chatted a few words. When his cigarette was finished, he threw the cigarette end on the ground, and then started the motorcycle to chase stern in the direction he left. Although stern walked for a long time, how could his two legs compare with his two wheels. After a while, gretka caught up with him and forced him to a corner. Stern was stopped suddenly, and he was very dissatisfied. Although he saw clearly the two flashes on the other party's badge representing the SS, he still asked with a strong attitude: "Mr. SS, I don't know what's the matter with you stopping me?"