Ma Xiaoguang and Fatty quickly rushed into Bai Sitan's home.
This place is already in a mess, everything has been turned over and messed up, and it looks like it will be difficult to find any clues.
Sure enough, the two of them searched from the stove room and the living room on the first floor to the dormer window of the attic, but found nothing.
"Master, is there nothing here?" the fat man asked with some frustration.
"No, Hans Country and Neon Country agents raided this place. Judging from their tone, Bai Sitan must still be in the chapel. The things they want may not have time to be moved. Even if they are moved, I think there should be clues here. ..." Ma Xiaoguang patiently explained to the fat man.
"Understood, then let's look carefully..." The fat man didn't say much and started rummaging carefully again.
The situation was more difficult than Ma Xiaoguang expected. The agents of Hans Country and Neon Country were not idiots. They carefully searched every imaginable or unexpected place in this house. Such a mess of household items I'm afraid it will be difficult to find anything useful here.
Not only the fat man, but also Ma Xiaoguang himself was a little frustrated. Could it be that his guess was wrong this time?
Ma Xiaoguang sat on the sofa chair a little tiredly, looked at the messy bedroom, and habitually took out the Hard Door from his bag.
Before he had time to light the cigarette, Ma Xiaoguang felt a diaphragm on his waist. He reached out and touched an old book with a sheepskin cover.
Ma Xiaoguang smoothly placed the old book on the coffee table. Just when he was about to put it down, he stopped.
There seems to be nothing surprising about this book. It has a sheepskin cover and is written in Hebrew. Ma Xiaoguang cannot understand the text. No matter how hard the Smiling Tiger trains him, it is impossible to train him in Hebrew. It would be too much. Pulled.
However, the cover of the book always made Ma Xiaoguang feel a little weird. He put the cigarette back into the cigarette case, took out his pocket knife, and gently peeled off the cover.
The parchment cover was peeled off, and there was a piece of yellowed paper inside, which was densely covered with Western characters. It seemed that they were all names and numbers, and there were some abbreviations at the back.
"My dear, it won't be so easy, right?" Ma Xiaoguang took a breath secretly. This feeling was very strange, a little lucky and a little incredible.
"Fat man, come up..." Ma Xiaoguang called out to Fatty softly.
Soon the fat man was also surprised. He looked at the yellowed paper and opened his eyes wide.
"Master, what should we do next?"
"Well, I haven't thought about it yet. Put this book away and let's go to the Moses Synagogue to have a look..."
After finding such a piece of paper, Boss Ma felt a little unsure, but also a little happy. Finally, he was one step ahead of the Neon Country's spies.
But Jews are very smart, so they won’t succeed so easily, right?
Ma Xiaoguang felt that it might not be that easy to solve the puzzle. He might have a little better luck than his counterparts in the Hans Kingdom, but not by much. The solution to many difficult problems would probably have to fall on Bai Sitan.
When Ma Xiaoguang and Fatty arrived at the Moses Synagogue, the building was already empty, and they didn't even catch a hair. When they asked around, they found that Bai Sitan had already been taken away.
Hearing the news, Ma Xiaoguang had already expected it and sighed to the fat man: "It seems that this matter is interesting. Let's go find Bai Sitan."
Ma Xiaoguang had a feeling that what happened this time would not be too simple.
I cannot underestimate the wisdom of the Jews, nor can I underestimate the spies of the two fascist countries. If they were fools, the subsequent war would not have been so successful in the early stage.
According to people around him, Bai Sitan got into Hofmann's car from Hans Country, and the car drove towards the west of Shanghai...
When Fatty and Boss Ma heard this, they immediately got in the car and drove directly to the west of Shanghai. There was an industrial area with many warehouses.
As for the location of the warehouse of Lihe Company, Ma Xiaoguang had already marked it on the map, so just follow the map to find it.
An hour later, we arrived at the warehouse area. Although it occupies a large area, the guards outside are not very tight. After all, Hans Country and Neon Country are somewhat different. They have not yet made plans to attack China. Unlike the Neon Country devils, they are almost This was carefully planned a hundred years ago.
Of course, the two of them couldn't drive in the warehouse district, otherwise it would be too conspicuous.
The target was easy to find. Just find the Mercedes-Benz 170 driven by Hoffman and his friends. The car was very shiny, and it was so outstanding that it was difficult to avoid being noticed.
Sure enough, more than 20 minutes later, Hoffman's car was found in the northwest corner of the warehouse district.
"You are watching from the outside. If there is any situation, warn me or cover me. I will go in and take a look...be careful!" Ma Xiaoguang ordered.
After saying that, he jumped up and climbed onto the roof like a civet cat.
The top of the warehouse is covered with tiles. Ma Xiaoguang was very careful when he landed and did not make any sound.
After walking on the roof for a while, I heard someone shouting and yelling below.
Gently opening a piece of Teliva, I saw a slightly empty warehouse underneath. Rabbi Bai Sitan of the Mosaic Synagogue (Jewish clergy) had been beaten until his face was covered with blood, and he fell to the ground and kept breathing. Rough.
Hoffman changed from the gentle and polite person he was when Ma Xiaoguang saw him, with a blushing face and a wolf-like ferocity in his eyes - maybe this is his true face.
Hoffman used German to interrogate Bai Sitan. Unfortunately, Ma Xiaoguang only spoke a few words in German. Basically, listening to their words was like listening to a book from heaven - no one can blame this. Who knows that he will still be with Hans? What about the secret agent fight?
But looking at Bai Sitan's look, he seemed half-understanding, so I didn't know if he was pretending or if he really didn't understand. I think the former was more likely.
Ignoring Hoffman's fierce expression and not paying attention to Fisher's torture, Bai Sitan gritted his teeth. It seemed that this rabbi was also a perseverant person.
Seeing this, Ma Xiaoguang couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration in his heart.
Ma Xiaoguang looked around the warehouse again. There were two Chinese guards wearing formal and foreign work clothes outside the gate. Apart from that, there were no more guards. As for other patrols and fixed guards in the warehouse area, they were all a few meters away from this warehouse. some distance.
Hoffman and Fisher pressed for another half an hour, but still found nothing. Both of them looked a little defeated, and after discussing for a while, Fisher took out a pair of shackles and locked Bai Sitan to a wall. On the pillar, the guard outside the door was called again.
"Keep an eye on him and don't give him anything. Let's see how long he can last?" Hoffman said coldly in Chinese, presumably to make the guards understand.
The guard hurriedly agreed and sent the two Hansland agents away with a bow and a nod.
Ma Xiaoguang was on the roof, watching the black Mercedes-Benz 170 drive away from the warehouse and disappear from his sight.
After staying for a few more minutes, the warehouse became quiet again, with only Bai Sitan's breathing remaining.
"Rabbi..."
Bai Sitan was a little dizzy, but she clearly heard someone calling her in Chinese.
When he turned around, he saw a young man from China.
"Who are you? What do you want to do?" Bai Sitan asked in a low voice vigilantly.
"Shh! Don't be nervous, Rabbi, I'm here to save you." Ma Xiaoguang said in a deep voice.
"Hmph, don't use these tricks. I don't have what you want here..." After Bai Sitan said this, he leaned against the pillar with his head lowered and stopped talking.
"Listen up, Rabbi, I am not from Neon Country or Hans Country, I am Chinese, and I am an agent of the Chinese government!" Ma Xiaoguang said solemnly.
"Huh? Are you a Chinese agent?" Bai Sitan asked half-convinced.
"Yes!" After Ma Xiaoguang agreed, he did not continue to argue with Bai Sitan. After a while, he should alert the guards outside the door.
Ma Xiaoguang took out a small tool from his body and fiddled with the mechanism of the shackles for a while. After a while, he heard a soft "click" sound, the mechanism bounced up, and the shackles were loosened.
"Can you walk?"
Bai Sitan didn't speak, but nodded gently.
"Stay here for a while, I'll be right back." Ma Xiaoguang whispered, and then stepped outside the warehouse.
Bai Sitan only heard two "bang bang" sounds in the warehouse, followed by two sounds of falling to the ground.
Ma Xiaoguang came back soon. He picked up Bai Sitan without any explanation and started to walk out. Bai Sitan was tortured a lot, and his skills were far inferior to professional agent Boss Ma, so he could only follow him outside.
Ma Xiaoguang walked out of the warehouse and said, "Even if you don't believe me and have other ideas, we have to leave here first."
Ma Xiaoguang quickly found Fatty, and the two worked together to quickly get Bai Sitan into a taxi.
After getting in the car, Ma Xiaoguang took out his ID from another piece of clothing and handed it to Bai Sitan.
After carefully looking at Ma Xiaoguang's evidence, Bai Sitan's eyes softened a lot.
"Okay, respected Rabbi, where are you going?" Ma Xiaoguang asked Bai Sitan with concern.
"I don't know, I can't go back to the chapel, and I definitely can't go back home..." Bai Sitan murmured.
"Go to Zhabei, Tianma Yangxing warehouse." Ma Xiaoguang said to the fat man.
The fat man had already done his homework when he arrived. He turned left and right and quickly left the Huxi Industrial Zone.
The car drove for about ten minutes. Ma Xiaoguang was thoughtful and looked at Bai Sitan in the back seat through the rearview mirror. He also lowered his head and wondered what he was thinking about?
"What's wrong, young master?" The fat man glanced at the frowning Ma Xiaoguang from the corner of his eyes and couldn't help but ask.
"I always feel like something is wrong..." Ma Xiaoguang muttered.
"What's wrong?" Fatty asked after turning an intersection.
"No! Mr. Ma, you shouldn't save me, this is a trap!" Bai Sitan suddenly said in the back seat.
As soon as Bai Sitan finished speaking, the fat man saw a few black spots in the rearview mirror of the car - several cars.
These cars were neither fast nor slow, hanging far behind Ma Xiaoguang's taxi.
"Ma Dan, you were careless, we fell into a trap!" Ma Xiaoguang spat with some annoyance.
