Colonel, don't draw your gun

Lu Stauffenberg once came to the salon thing.

"Okay, wait a minute, ma'am."

The call was quickly connected, and the familiar baritone said with doubts, "Hi, I'm Stauffenberg."

Mrs. Kitty felt that her heart was about to jump out of nervousness, and her voice was trembling slightly, which confused Bill, "Mr. Major, I am the proprietress of Kitty's Salon. Now I have something important to tell you." You, please help me!"

Klaus's first reaction was that something happened to Dana again, and he frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"

Mrs. Kitty clutched her heart, "It's a matter of human life!"

Klaus listened to her voice, his heart sank to the bottom.

Director Herdorf was fidgeting about Taylor's whereabouts, and the ringing of the phone at this time made him even more upset, and the content of the phone was like a basin of cold water, pouring out the little flame of anxiety in his heart, leaving only A wisp of blue smoke.

It was Klaus who called, and wanted to ask Herdorf for help, to see if he had any good solutions. After all, Kobe couldn't go to prison in the concentration camp, and it was a place where people cannibalized.

Herdorf reassured him to calm down, and not to spoil things with conscious impulse.

Because the day after tomorrow is the day when Hitler is going to attend the Munich Conference, Himmler has already gone there to check the venue and accommodation issues, and there is no way to practice him.Schellenberg had just left for Austria and returned in two days.

At that time, as long as Schellenberg agreed, it would not be too difficult to rescue the boys.

At the same time, catch Schwartz and let him bear the charge of abuse of power, and everything will be logical.

"That is to say, Dana will stay in that ghostly place for three days?" Klaus couldn't accept it.

"No way, even if you drive to chase now, it's too late." Herdorf rubbed his eyebrows and said helplessly, "All we can do is to let them leave the concentration camp as early as possible, and we can't stop the SS cars from entering There."

Klaus could only agree depressedly.He really couldn't imagine how the boys who were about to be freed from Katie's salon would be sent to another hell by Schwartz.

Schwartz...just wait and see!

There were ten people crammed into the compartment, which seemed a bit crowded.

Dana looked around at the people in the corner and asked in a low voice, "Excuse me, where is this car heading?"

A middle-aged woman wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, her voice was hoarse, "This is the car to escort prisoners to Sachsenhausen, we are all innocent citizens who have been wronged, God! Who can come out of that kind of place safe and sound .”

This sentence is like a bomb blooming in the carriage. How many Berliners don’t know about the Sachsenhausen concentration camp?The boys yelled in panic, because they couldn't believe that they would be sent to a concentration camp. Could this be murder to silence them?

Dana couldn't accept this fact either, but the dark car, the desperate people and the sound of the car's engine all reminded him that it was true.He is sent down a road where there may be no way out.

But soon, he calmed down, because the cold touch in his pocket told him that he could not die.

Hearing the boys' cries, Dana also realized that he was not alone now, if he just watched what happened to them, he still couldn't do it, although their relationship was not usually very good.

"Okay, don't cry."

Dana spoke calmly, and the boys all looked at him in a daze.

"When we get out of the car, we must stand together, not to be separated, and wipe these on our faces, so that the guards can't detect our true colors."

There were some scattered mud and black ash in the side seams of the carriage, and Dana took them out, sharing a little for each of them.

"Why do you put these things on your face, it's dirty." The gay boy muttered dissatisfied.

Dana looked at him speechlessly, "If you want to be rounded by them, you don't have to." After finishing speaking, he took the lead in wiping his face black and black, and his beautiful appearance was instantly covered, becoming a A beggar who makes people feel disgusted at a glance.

The boys followed his example and rubbed their faces all over their faces.Finally, the ten beautiful boys who were still youthful just now, now their entire faces are dirty, only a pair of eyes are left wandering around.

Seeing each other's appearance, everyone laughed heartily.

It's too funny!

The people huddled in the corner looked at their madness and couldn't help sighing and shaking their heads. A good group of children went crazy just like that.

Sachsenhausen Concentration Camp, located near Berlin, was the command headquarters for all Nazi concentration camps in the German-occupied territories during World War II.Designed and built according to Himmler's requirements, it is considered to be the most "modern" concentration camp.

Dana recalled the information of this concentration camp. It is said that more than 20 people were once imprisoned there, and half of them died of hard labor, disease, or being shot and burned.

"Remember, we must gather together. In this way, the chance of survival will be much greater." Dana told his companions, and he was also telling himself.His calm tone and attitude made the boys calm down, and they nodded obediently.

"Dana, do you think someone will come to rescue us?" The youngest boy asked with a hint of luck, even though he knew that the possibility was very small.

"Of course!" In fact, he didn't know, but he believed that if he disappeared, Klaus would come to save him.

It was a strange feeling, and there was no reason to be sure that Klaus would not let him die in such a ghostly place.

Klaus, who was "highly expected" by him, was planning the last step at this time. If it really didn't work, he would use money to "redeem" Dana out first. As for the other boys, he didn't care much.

For Bill, who escaped by chance, Klaus intends to let him stay in the salon, and Schwartz can be identified as a crime at that time.

Bill readily agreed, Dana had helped him a lot these days, and he had so many companions, of course he was willing to make that bastard pay the price he deserved.

It's just that the ten "delicate flowers" are going to suffer, uh, let's think of it as going to a concentration camp to experience different life experiences.

[An unscrupulous author touches his chin: It's a good thing to say so]...Shoot! !

37

The car was parked on the playground of the Sachsenhausen Concentration Camp, and the non-commissioned officer who was driving opened the door of the cargo box, "Get down."

The two words were clean and neat, without any ups and downs in tone.

This is his daily work, and the crying of prisoners has become commonplace.

Dana and his companions got out of the car first, carrying heavy suitcases and forming a row according to the sergeant's command post.And not far from them, a group of people have already lined up, waiting to be sent to hell.

The gate of the concentration camp is like the bloody maw of a beast, ferocious and terrifying.

Soon their salutes were confiscated, and all the money inside was looted by the guards.Then, several trucks came one after another, and more people stood in the queue.

The guards checked their physique and appearance one by one. If they saw a beautiful girl, they would secretly write down the name and go to her after the room was allocated.

Dana nestled at the back of the crowd. The boys lowered their heads on purpose and looked panic-stricken. The guards seemed not interested in their thin, dirty-looking people, and just looked roughly at them. After reading it once, he walked to the other end and continued to check.

Phew... Dana wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and let out a long breath.He can only be thankful that the Holocaust of the Jews by the Nazi Party has not yet started, otherwise, how could he pass the test so easily.

Prisoners who have just been forced in have to go to the shower room to clean. This is not the gas chamber in the future, but a bath in the true sense.However, there are tricks in it. After the prisoners enter the bathroom, the guards will rummage through their clothes to see if there are any inner pockets inside, so that they can find some belongings.

This method is very effective, and they will always have unexpected gains, but they dare not delay too long for fear of being discovered by their superiors.After they leave, the pipe heads will carry out a second round of search. Although there is not much left, there will still be a little.

Dana took off his clothes, and pressed the pockets containing the medals and gold nuggets worriedly. It was just such a small movement, but a soldier spotted him with sharp eyes. The strange thing is that after searching for a long time, there is not even half a coin.

"Damn, there's nothing valuable, you nervous fart!" The soldier who returned empty-handed threw his clothes on the ground, glared at Dana, and left cursing.

But the boys were not as lucky as him, and several kinds of jewelry close to their bodies were confiscated. These were rewarded by the guests they received.

After bathing, everyone has to put on a striped prison uniform over their clothes, and everyone will be labeled with a triangle logo.

Dana and the boys had green triangles, others had yellow, some red, and some pink, and he found that there were quite a few people with pink triangles.

On the wall next to the prison uniform distribution table, there is a simple color description. Dana roughly browses the side: Jews are yellow triangles, political prisoners are red triangles, general criminals are green triangles, and those pink triangles are homosexuals. ...

wipe……

The corner of Dana's mouth couldn't help twitching, it turned out that there was such a thing.

The materials of the concentration camp did not show the crimes of myself and my companions, but only issued this green triangle, which proved that they had committed criminal crimes.

What criminal offense did he commit?

Dana was puzzled.

After everything is in order, it is to allocate the room.There are two rows of cabinets (?) placed horizontally in the small room, and the middle is divided into a small space with thin wooden boards. At a glance, it looks like a bookcase in use today.

At least three adult men must sleep in a small space, and those who are not allocated beds can only sleep on the ground.The house smelled of decay and paint, and the condition was very poor.

"Fuck! Where is this place for people to live? Even pigs won't sleep in it!" Dana pinched his nose, looked at the so-called "bed" with disgust, and cursed.

Fortunately, however, they were all assigned to the same cell and had to sleep together.The boys also had unbelievable expressions on their faces. Although their family backgrounds were average, they had never encountered such treatment. For a while, their resistance began to grow wildly.

They clamored to find the highest official here to argue, but before they could leave, they were bombarded back by soldiers with guns.

Dana just wanted to persuade them not to waste their efforts, when he heard a shrill whistle outside, followed by a man's hoarse voice shouting, "Hurry up to the playground and gather! Be careful of your dog's life if you are late! Hurry up, hurry up!" !"

He kept urging, wandering around the rooms with a whip in his hand, and when he saw someone moving slowly, he would go up and give him a whip.This kind of person is the "supervisor". Although they are also criminals, after being promoted by the guards, they have the right to manage others.

Dana didn't dare to delay, and pulled his companions out quickly, and stood in the big playground where they had gathered when they first arrived, waiting for the officers and soldiers to check again.

Several boys squatted on the ground and grabbed a handful of soil by tying their shoelaces, some of them were wiped on their faces, and the rest were distributed to others.At this time, don't care about whether it is dirty or not. It is important to save your life first.

A soldier took the roster and called names one by one. After confirming that everyone had arrived, he said, "Later, you will go to the quarry to carry the stones under the leadership of your respective supervisors. Don't think about being lazy, just do the work." You can't go back to the cell to sleep until you're done, do you hear me?"

"Yes." People answered feebly, no one would be happy when they were forced to work.

I just came here to do coolies!Dana rubbed his hungry stomach and muttered in his heart that he was not even allowed to eat breakfast, how stingy!

Everyone must wear handcuffs and shackles to prevent escape.In fact, these worries are unnecessary, because apart from the stones in the quarry, there are Nazi officers and soldiers, with three steps, one sentry and five steps, and one post, surrounded by barbed wire. In this situation, not even a fly can fly out, let alone a person.

There were already prisoners working in the quarry, and they all went about their work silently without saying a word. The only sounds in the huge field were the clashing of stones and iron chains and the yelling and cursing of the supervisors.

Dana and the boys were assigned to different teams. It was exactly noon and the sun was shining. They had to push the small cart full of rocks to run quickly on the track, and they would bump into others if they were not careful.

As long as the speed is a little slower, the whip of the pipe head will follow, because the guards require them to strictly control the prisoners, otherwise they will follow suit.

How can a young man who grew up in the 21st century bear such a heavy workload? Half a day later, Dana's palms were already covered with blood blisters, and even holding the handlebars of the cart felt excruciating pain.

But Guantou was standing beside him, seeing him hesitate, he whipped the whip on him without hesitation, Dana was caught off guard and screamed out.

"What are you dawdling about! Hurry up and do it!" Guan Tou raised the whip in his hand again, but this time the force was much weaker, and it hit Dana's arm.

There was a burning pain on the part of the body where the whip had been struck, and the pain in the palm of the hand was nothing compared to this.Dana gritted her teeth, in order not to be killed, she could only ignore the pain and push forward desperately.

When it was lunch time, Dana could finally take a breath, but when he saw the food inside the iron wrist, he froze again.

He confirmed once again that the lives of people here are worse than animals.

There were no tables or stools in the cafeteria, and the prisoners could only squat on the ground with iron fists to eat.Although there is not much food for everyone, the food ration for the Jews is simply pitiful.

There is only 300 grams of bread in their bowl, not even a bowl of soup.Although it seemed to Dana that there was a stench in the soup, when he was about to pour it out, the Jewish man next to him snatched it away.

The man drank it without hesitation, and Dana felt his stomach churning.

"Thank you."

"what?"

"If you don't want to drink soup in the future, you can give it to me." The man licked off the soup from the corner of his mouth, "I need it very much."

Dana didn't know what expression to use to face him, was it sympathy?

Why!

Even he himself is in deep trouble, how can he sympathize with others.Taking a deep breath, he raised the corners of his mouth and nodded, "Okay."

The man smiled gratefully at him, and began to eat the little bread in the bowl, which could only ensure that the laborers would not starve to death.

Back in the cell, Dana realized that the situation of his companions was not very optimistic. They all had one or two wounds on their bodies. The wounds were only red and swollen, but no blood was seen. There was no wound medicine at hand, so they could only just dry it out.

"I can't go on like this, I have to go to them to get some medicine!" The little man stood up violently, and walked out as he spoke.

Dana grabbed him, but touched the blood blister on the palm of his hand, and withdrew his hand in pain, "You are going to die like this, what kind of place is this? It's a concentration camp! People who are sent in may even die , who cares about your wound?"

After finishing speaking, he went back and forth to sit on the bedside, "Don't worry, bear with it for a few more days, don't forget that there is still one of us who hasn't come in."

One sentence awakened a group of people, "You mean... Bill?"

"That's right!"

At first, he was only concerned about fear, but he didn't notice that there was one person missing. It was only during the roll call on the playground that Dana realized that Bill was missing.

This was an exciting discovery, because it meant that Bill had probably told Klaus about it.During the time in Katie's salon, the relationship between the four of them was quite familiar, and he also knew the phone number of Klaus's office.

"So, everyone must be calm. If Bill finds out that you haven't returned home, he will definitely find a way to notify Schellenberg."

The little man hesitated, "Why are you so sure? If he is afraid of getting into trouble, why don't we?"

"No!" said a boy with freckles next to him. "Bill is not that kind of person. Although he is usually a bit arrogant, he is very kind-hearted. I trust him!"

"Correct!"

"I believe too!"

The boys unanimously believed in Bill's character, which reassured Dana that at least they had something to look forward to and would not act recklessly again.

In the afternoon there was another round of hard work. The laborers were divided into two teams. One team was responsible for moving the stones to the cart, and the other team was responsible for pushing the cart out.

Dana was assigned to the stone-moving team. The heavy stones made him unable to straighten his back, and the blood blisters on his palms were also worn out. Blood and pus stuck to the stones, and they were still dripping. down stream.

It's so painful...

The stone couldn't hold it with both hands, and it fell down again and again. Dana had no choice but to support the stone with his arms and move it step by step to the front of the cart. If it hadn't been for the person in charge who was staring at him, he would have fallen to the ground long ago.

Dinner is still a little bread, a bowl of soup.The Jewish man would still drink Dana's soup.

In this regard, Dana did not express any dissatisfaction. Anyway, he would dump it anyway, so it is better to give it to those in need.What troubled him was the injury on his hand. If this continued, let alone a stone, he might not even be able to hold bread.

Mr. Medal and the piece of gold are still in his pocket.If you have time to see if it has medical skills, let's treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor. .

38

After dinner, it was already dark, but the work in the quarry continued.Dana supported the stone with his arms, his legs seemed to be filled with lead, and he walked slowly as if he was being lazy.

Seeing this, Guantou whipped again.

This blow was very powerful, he already had no strength, so he lay down on the ground with strength, and the stone in his arms rolled out.

Seeing that he was being reprimanded by the supervisor, the people around him were just doing their own work with a dull expression. No one stepped forward to stop or say a good word. Dana lay on the ground in embarrassment, panting heavily, and pressed his hands on the On the stone slab below him, bloody handprints were shocking.

Guan Tou thought he was pretending to be sick, and felt even more annoyed. When the round was round, he gave the whip another slap, "Do you think you can rest like this? Dreaming! Get up and continue working! Giving you food is simply a waste of time." Waste of food."

Everyone who has worked here has been injured, bled, and some even lost their lives. Dai Nan's injury is very common.

It's not that Dana doesn't want to wake up, but that he really has no strength. He only ate a little bread all day, and he has to do such a heavy work, which is beyond his ability.

Seeing that he had no intention of getting up, Guan Tou wanted to start the fight again, and Dana was also ready to be beaten, when suddenly a voice shouted from not far away, "Stop!"

"?" The voice was very familiar, so familiar that Dana thought he had an auditory hallucination, like... "Uncle Taylor?"

A figure ran towards this side quickly, and before the pipe heads could stop him, he had already come to Dana's side, pulling him up from the ground with great effort.

It was already very dark, and he could only see his face clearly with the help of a few weak lights around the quarry, but after seeing it clearly, Dana's heart was icy cold.

Who is the skinny and unkempt man in front of him if he is not Taylor!

"Uncle Taylor?" Dana exclaimed in disbelief, "Why are you here? My God! How are you here!?"

Before Taylor could answer, Guan Tou, who came back to his senses, kicked him to the ground, and beat him to the head and face with the thick black leather whip in his hand, and kept cursing obscenely, "Damn it! , Give me trouble again! Are you tired of work? You fucking ass rapist!"

The loud sound of whipping echoed in the open field, and people were still working on their own.Not far away, several other pipe heads looked at the situation here and pointed.

Their indifferent smiles and cruel behavior are simply outrageous.

Taylor curled up on the ground, hugged his head and endured it without saying a word. He might feel a little tired after beating the pipe for a while, so he put away the whip, kicked him in the stomach, and said, "Hurry up and go back there!" Go!" After that, he left with satisfaction.

When Dana watched the pipe head go aside and began to whip the other laborers to stop paying attention to them, he hurriedly helped Taylor up, and the hand that was about to slap the dust on his body froze in mid-air.

The criss-cross whips, the turned flesh, and the bruises on his face made Dana cover her mouth in surprise.This is absolutely different from the injury I received, this kind of ruthlessness is a real beating.

Taylor stopped him from speaking with gestures, and said softly, "You can't recognize me here, or it will cause you trouble. I'm leaving."

Dana grabbed him, "Then where do you live?"

Tyler lowered his head, not wanting to tell him.

"If you don't want to tell me, then I can ask the supervisor, and if he beats me up, maybe I can find out."

No one could stop Dana's stubborn temper, and Taylor sighed silently, "I'm right next door to you. Is it very close? But we can't see each other."

"why?"

"Because as long as you meet, you may be abused like me."

Taylor showed him the color of the triangle on the clothes. Although the light was dim, he could still see that it was a pink triangle with a yellow triangle underneath.Constitutes Israel's "Star of David".

Being Jewish and gay means having double suffering.

"You should know what this color means, child, don't follow me too closely, it will hurt you." Taylor wiped the ashes from the wound on his arm, "Just pretend you don't know me, your life will be easier There are many. Just like these pipe heads, they are all selected from you green triangles, and you will have such opportunities in the future."

"The future? Are you still thinking about the future?! Do you know that I..."

Before finishing this sentence, the supervisor yelled and scolded again. Taylor didn't dare to stay any longer. He glanced at him, hurried back to his place, and continued to work.

Dana still stood there blankly, watching his movements become sluggish due to the injury, and when he received another whip from Guantou, he put his hand in his pocket, touched the cold metal, and clenched it tightly.

This has almost become his habitual action, as long as he is anxious or feels helpless, he will hold the medal that brought him here to make himself feel more at ease.

The polygonal edges and corners of the medal pierced into his already bloody palm, and suddenly, the dark gold was stained with spots of bright red, as if the medal had always had unspeakable thoughts.

From an angle that Dana couldn't notice, the medal emitted a soft light, surrounding his injured palm.It was only an instant, and the light disappeared.

Dana only felt that the palm of his hand was scalded, and after taking it out, he found that although the wound was still horrifying, the pain was not felt at all.

This, this, this!This is so amazing!

He was pleasantly surprised to take out Mr. Medal, and looked around, thinking that it would just pretend to be dead, but he didn't expect it to have such a hand, hehe!Then what is he afraid of?What are you afraid of?What are you afraid of!

Holding Mr. Medal in the palm of the other hand, the wound soon stopped hurting, and accompanied by a slight heat, Dana felt refreshed all over his body, as if all the lost strength returned to his body in an instant.

This is the legendary plug-in~~ORZ

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Guan Tou coming this way again, and immediately packed up his excitement, walked to the stone pile, picked up the stone and continued to work.

In concentration camps, the only use of laborers is to work. When you no longer have work value, you will either be dealt with directly, or you will be sent to do medical experiments.

In short, those who cannot work have only a dead end.

It was close to 10:30 when the guards blew the whistle, and the prisoners took the heavy chains on their hands and feet back to the playground, where the pipe head would unshackle them, but when they got up the next day, these things would be restored. bring.

Dana's wrists and ankles were worn off a layer of skin, as long as he touched it lightly, he would scream in pain.The situation is the same for everyone, there is no good place on the hands and feet, and several younger boys are so painful that they shed tears.

I don't know when this kind of life will end. If it continues, it's really better to die.

Seeing their distressed looks, Dana really wanted to help, but when he thought that exposing Mr. Medal would cause trouble for him, he still withdrew his hands.

He is not the Holy Mother, and it is impossible for him to push himself to the forefront for these people. The only thing he can do is to pray in his heart, asking God to bless Bill and Klaus to find a way to rescue them as soon as possible.

Always thinking about Taylor's injury, Guantou came to round the room after the lights were turned off, but Dana stopped him and quietly stuffed something into his hand.

"What is it?" Guantou raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

"You'll know just by looking at it."

Guantou carefully looked left and right, spread out his palm, and saw a small piece of gold lying safely in his palm, he was so surprised that he immediately held his hand, and asked in a low voice, "Is it true?"

Dana nodded and assured, "Take a bite, there are two rows of teeth marks!"

Seeing the open-eyed man looking at him, his face softened a little, "What do you want?" After thinking about it, he added, "It can't be too much."

Dana smiled all over his face, "Actually, I just want to visit Taylor in the cell next door. To tell you the truth, he is my uncle. Although he is not related by blood, he is still a family. So please, let me go in and see Look at him, come out after a few words, do you think it's okay?"

Guan Tou was a little surprised and asked, "Are you related to that rapist? Or..." His eyes suddenly became very ambiguous, "What kind of relationship are you two?"

"No! You misunderstood!" Dana quickly clarified, "I didn't know about this before, but I was taken care of by him for a while, and then left. You can do it, it's convenient."

Guan Tou looked at his face that seemed to have never been washed, and weighed the weight in his hand, "Okay! But you have to come out quickly, don't make it difficult for me when the time comes."

"Yes Yes Yes."

The head of the pipe opened the door and left. Dana entered the house. Since he couldn't see anything in the dark, he had to call softly, "Uncle Taylor? Where are you?"

If he was still awake, he would definitely be able to hear it.

Sure enough, his voice came from the bottom bed on the left side of the door, "I'm here..."

Dana followed the sound and touched it cautiously. Taylor also turned over and got up, but he had to stop because of the wound.

"Don't move, be careful of the wound getting worse, you will be in trouble then." Dana helped him to sit up.

In fact, the main purpose of his coming here was to treat Taylor's injuries with Mr. Medal. Although he also wanted to know how he came here, but time was tight, so he had to finish one thing first and then talk about another one.

"How did you get in?" Taylor was worried, fearing that he might say something wrong and cause trouble again.

"Don't worry about it, take off your clothes quickly." Dana took out the medal, seeing that he was still lingering, he wanted to do it himself.

"What are you doing kid?" Taylor hurriedly covered his clothes and glared at him, "Why are you so crazy!"

With this posture, you follow wherever you go.

Dana wiped off the black lines on his forehead, "I'm going to treat your wounds, where are you going? Hurry up, there's not much time, and the head of the tube is watching outside."

Taylor dubiously unbuttoned the clothes, revealing the old and new scars inside, and Dana's teeth creaked.

These bastards!Inhuman things!

"Uncle, can you close your eyes?" He still didn't dare to show the medal in a fair and honest manner.

Taylor looked at him suspiciously, but closed his eyes.

very good!Dana begged Mr. Xun Zhang in his heart not to pretend to be dead at this time, and spread his palms a little nervously.

Fortunately, Mr. Xun Zhang was very generous. I saw it fly up from Dana's hand, close to Taylor's body, and stop only about one centimeter away from the wound, exuding a soft but low-key light. Draw a circle of magnitude.

The others were exhausted and snoring as soon as they touched the bed, so the sight was not noticed by anyone.

The slightly hot touch made Taylor feel like he was sunbathing, warm and comfortable.Feeling refreshed while wanting to sleep is unbelievable.

Dana also felt that he had picked up a treasure, and thinking about it now, it was quite interesting to him, and it would be even more perfect if he stopped pretending to be dead intermittently.

This process ended quickly, and after the faint light disappeared, the medal returned to Dana's pocket by itself, trembling symbolically, as if saying goodnight to him.

Dana pressed it gratefully, and everything went without saying a word.

Taylor opened his eyes, and the look in his eyes was no longer gloomy, and his spirit improved a lot, "What did you use just now? It's really amazing!"

The wound is still there, but the pain is gone.

Dana blinked mischievously, "This is a secret, I'll tell you when the time is right. However, there are some things you should tell me first?"

He pointed to the pink triangle.

Taylor was embarrassed when he heard the words, but Dana suddenly had an idea, could it... have something to do with Director Herdorf?

"I'm sorry." He drooped his eyelashes, his eyes flickered with unknown light, "I can't tell you about this, I'm really sorry, my child, but I still hope to get your understanding."

"Why? Are you keeping a secret for the other party?"

Taylor was silent.

Dana wanted to say, is it worth it?That person didn't come to save you.But he finally swallowed the words that came to his lips.Everyone has their own persistence. If it were me today, I might choose to avoid talking about it.

At this moment, the door panel was knocked lightly twice, which was the pipe head reminding him to go out.

Dana still wanted to dawdle for a while, but Taylor pushed him away eagerly, "Get out, don't make the manager angry, be obedient!"

"Then I'm leaving, take good care of yourself and don't cause any more injuries."

"I know, you go, hurry up!"

Dana came out of the prison cell and bowed to Guan Guan.Guantou waved his hand, telling him to hurry back to his room.

In the concentration camp under the night, there is an eerie atmosphere everywhere, which makes people feel creepy and shuddering.

The next day, Director Herdorf answered Schellenberg's phone call. He was so indignant that he described Schwartz's abuse of power and persecution of the boys, and demanded that Schlumberg immediately order the boys to be released. .

Although this has nothing to do with him directly, thinking of Taylor...

Schellenberg was also very shocked when he heard the news. He promised to send someone to investigate the matter. If it was true, he would definitely let the boys see each other again.

"Must be quick!" After finishing speaking, Herdorf hung up the phone, after all, it would be more dangerous for the children to stay inside for another day.

He thought, the little fox would definitely go to find trouble with Schwartz now, and he could almost foresee how bad the animal would end up.

Before he finished gloating, the phone rang again, and he could guess with his toes that it must be Klaus.

"Director, what's the matter?" Klaus's usually calm voice was also a little anxious at this time.

"It went very smoothly. I just talked to Schellenberg, and he has already agreed."

"That's good." Klaus breathed a sigh of relief at last after a night of worrying, "Did you say when you will let him out?"

"It should be soon, I will notify you when the time comes."

"Thank you, Chief, and goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Chief Herdorf, who put down the microphone again, sighed helplessly. He followed other people's family looking for someone, but his own one has not been found yet~~Crap~~

Although Taylor's temper was indeed a little stubborn, he hadn't been stubborn for such a long time.

Now it's time for him to say, "Honey, where are you?"

39

Before six o'clock in the morning, the prisoners would get up, arrange their beds and clothes, and go to the big playground to assemble.

Dana's hand injury has been