Chapter 1320

Gretka got out of the car, walked up to stern and said in a loud voice, "I suspect you're a resister. Take out your identification and I'll check it."

"What, I'm a resister?" Stern was so angry when he heard gretka say this. He pointed to each other's nose and said angrily, "do you know who I am? I'm a historian at the University of Berlin. I came to work in Lutsk on the order of Dr. Goebbels. You're part of it. I'm going to sue your officer for your rudeness. "

"It's your right to sue my officer." Gretka said slowly, "but I'll have to wait until I've checked your identification."

"No, you don't have the right to check my papers." Stern said excitedly, "if you want to know my identity, you can follow me to the bank. Major Hans there will prove my identity to you."

"I don't have much time to go to any bank," gretka estimated, rattling the bolt and continuing to frighten stern. "If you don't show your ID again, I'll shoot."

Just as the two sides were at loggerheads, a roar of motorcycles came from far and near, and then a voice asked, "what's the matter?"

Gretka turned around and saw that the motorcycle that travkin was driving had come behind him. The questioner was a cultural relic expert sitting in the scuttle. He quickly stepped forward and pretended to be serious. He reported: "Lieutenant, I have caught a suspicious person. I suspect that he is a resister. I want to check his ID, but he refused to cooperate."

After hearing this, the cultural relics expert gave a sigh of gratitude, and then pretended to say, "since he won't show his identification, send him to the Gestapo. I believe the people there will let him tell the truth."

Travkin took off his goggles, looked at stern standing on the side of the road, and then winked at gretka. Gretka turned to stern, reached for his collar at the back of his neck, and said, "well, don't dally. Come with us to the Gestapo. They'll find out if you're a resistance."

In this case, stern, who had a tough attitude, had to give in because he knew that it was easy for the Gestapo to get in and difficult to get out, and the SS soldier just wanted to check his ID. He quickly struggled to say: "let go of me, I'll show you my certificate."

Gretka was just bluffing him. When he said that, he immediately let go. When Stein took out his identification from his official bag, he grabbed it and read, "Dr. George Stein, Professor of history at the University of Berlin." After looking through the certificate, he went to the expert of cultural relics, handed it to him and said, "Lieutenant, this certificate looks very real."

Stern was not happy to hear gretka say this. He said in a loud voice, "what does it mean to look like it's true? It's true."

It happened that a seven member patrol passed by, and heard stern shouting. The sergeant wanted to come and have a look, but saw that three SS officers and soldiers stopped a civilian like man, so he didn't want to cause any more trouble, so he took his men on.

When the patrol appeared, travkin put his finger on the trigger of the submachine gun, ready to shoot immediately when he found something abnormal. Who knows, these national defense forces patrols are all bullies. Seeing that there are several SS here, they dare not even fart, so they turn around and leave.

Watching the patrol leave, trafkin breathed a sigh of relief. He touched the cultural relic expert with his arm. Then he came close to the expert's ear and said in a low voice, "the road is too dangerous. Try to go to his home first."

The cultural relic expert returned the document to gretka, and then said to stern, who was standing beside him with a face full of anger: "Mr stern, in order to confirm your identity, I think we need to go to your residence for inspection."

Travkin thought that the request put forward by the cultural relic expert on his behalf would be rejected by stern. Unexpectedly, the other party readily agreed: "well, my home is not far from here. You can go there like me. I'll show you that I'm not a resister. "

Gretcard got stern on his motorcycle and, under his guidance, came to his house. Steiner lives in a big place, with two bedrooms and a huge living room in addition to a complete kitchen and bathroom. Looking at the red velvet curtains hanging by the window, the light blue table on the dining table, and a few leather armchairs beside the table, the cultural relic experts can't help muttering to themselves: "the environment here is really good."

Stern asked the three to sit down at the table and went into a bedroom. After a while, stern came out of the bedroom with a thick album in his hand. He went to the expert of cultural relics, put the album on the table heavily, and then said with pride, "Mr. lieutenant, take a look. The photos here will prove my identity."

Travkin opened the photo album on the table and saw that there were all photos of stern and German officers at all levels. Seeing the faces of the SS officers and soldiers escorting him back, after seeing the group photo of himself and the officers, stern could not help but say with complacency: "have you seen all of them, gentlemen of the SS, these group photos can prove that I am not a member of any resistance organization?"?! You see, the picture on the last page is a picture of me and Dr. Goebbels

If it was the real SS, it might be scared by stern, especially the last photo of him and Goebbels, which proved that he was not an ordinary person. In his imagination, these SS gentlemen, after looking at these photos, must bow and apologize to him, and then leave here in dismay. Unfortunately, what he met was a fake, so it was impossible for him to imagine that.

Travkin closed the album, snorted and said, "I've got it. You're such a hard nut to crack. Lieutenant gretka, when we leave, we'll take him out Greteka agreed, pulled out the dagger and pretended to be ready.

Stern was frightened, because the words of trav Jingang were spoken in Russian. It happened that he also knew Russian, so he had no difficulty in understanding what they said. When he heard that the other party was going to kill him, he could not help shaking like chaff. Looking at gretka coming towards him with a dagger, he was even more frightened. He quickly asked for mercy in stuttering Russian: "comrade, don't... Don't kill... Me, actually i... I'm not... * *, on the contrary, I'm still an anti... Anti Communist."

Hearing that he could speak Russian, trafkin was a little surprised. He quickly made a sign to gretka, indicating that he would put away the dagger first, and then asked Stein, "Mr. Stein, you say you are an anti Communist. Do you have any evidence?"

Stern was speechless for a moment and didn't know what to say.

Seeing that he couldn't answer his question, travkin realized that he had just said that he was an anti Communist, which was just a hoax. Seeing that the other party was scared out of his wits, he had an excellent idea in his heart. He coughed gently, and then said, "Mr. Stein, even if you were not an anti Communist before, as long as you are willing to help us, we can treat you as a real anti Communist from this moment on."

Stein listened to what travkin said, nodded his head in a hurry and said, "Sir, as long as it is within my ability, I will help you do it."

Travkin and gretka look at each other and say that they didn't expect stern to be obedient so soon. "Let me ask you, what do the Germans want you to do in the bank?" he asked

"There are a number of cultural relics collected from various places in the bank. Knowing that I am an expert in this field, Berlin sent me to take charge of the identification and maintenance of these cultural relics." Stern honestly reported to travkin: "today, I was asked to go to the bank because during the routine inspection, it was found that there was mildew on the surface of some oil paintings, so major Hans asked me to deal with it."

"How can the surface of an oil painting get moldy?" Stern's words aroused travkin's curiosity. He wanted to find out what was going on, but when he asked this question, his eyes were not looking at stern, but at the cultural relic experts around him.

When it comes to his major, Stein obviously forgot that he was in danger. Like a lecture in a university class, he kept on publishing his theory: "it's very simple. Any professional can tell you, because these painters added egg white to the paint when they were painting. Over a long period of time, under certain conditions, The surface of the oil painting will be cracked or moldy... "

After listening patiently for a while, travkin saw that Stern didn't show any sign of stopping. He quickly raised his hand to stop and said, "come on, Mr. stern, stop talking. I want to ask you something else. "

Stern's words were interrupted by others. Although he was very unhappy, he thought that the other party could decide his own life and death. He could only ask with a smile: "Mr. officer, what do you want to ask?"

"A few days ago, did you get a few trucks of cultural relics from other places in the bank?" Asked travkin cautiously.

Stern heard the question with a look of surprise on his face. He asked in surprise, "how do you know this, sir? That's right. A few days ago, I arrived at the cultural relics of jiuche. According to major Hans, these things came from a secret base near Zhitomir. "

Secret base! On hearing this word, trafkin's heart could not help a burst of ecstasy. It seemed that what he was searching for was really here. He took a deep breath, and when he calmed down a little, he asked, "Mr. Stein, do you know what these relics are?"

Travkin thought he would get the answer soon, but stern shook his head and said, "I don't know. As soon as the cultural relics arrived, they were sent to the Treasury. There was a class of SS officers and soldiers outside to guard them. Even major Hans, the most senior in the bank, could not enter. So no one knows what's in there. "

Travkin stood up, walked around the room with his hands behind his back, stopped and asked Stein tentatively, "Mr. Stein, do you think that the mysterious relics in the vault are amber rooms?"

"Amber room?! A gift from King Frederick I of Prussia to Tsar Peter the great? " After being confirmed by travkin, Stein shook his head like a rattle. "Officer, I think you must be mistaken. Since we found the amber room in St. Petersburg, we will definitely send it directly to Gothenburg, because it is a famous amber producing area. If there is any damage to the amber room, it will be easier to repair it. As long as the information leaks, the amber room may be robbed. Therefore, even if you are a fool, you will not transport amber rooms all the way from St. Petersburg. I think you must be mistaken. "

Although so far, it is not clear what the cultural relics stored in the bank vault are, it is almost certain that the amber room is definitely not in Lutsk. Thinking of this, travkin waved disappointingly to his subordinates, indicating that they were ready to leave. The cultural relic expert took a look at stern standing next to him and whispered to travkin, "Comrade major, we're leaving like this?" He nuzui toward the back, "maybe we go forward, he went back to the German informer." Seeing that travkin turned and looked at him, stern quickly shook his hands desperately and said, "don't worry, don't worry. I won't mention a word of this to others. You can rest assured to leave. " After a pause, he may feel that his words are not accurate enough. He quickly added, "I cooperate with you in the hope that you can bypass my life." Travkin took two steps towards him, then said in a low voice, "Mr. Stein, I think it's necessary for me to remind you that anyone who works for Hitler is guilty. When the war is over, we will come to settle these crimes. But if you have meritorious service, you will not only be punished, but also be rewarded. " With that, he waved his head at the other two and said aloud, "let's go!"“ Sir As he watched travkin and others really go out, stern yelled, "please wait a minute. I have another important thing to tell you."