After a sensation of the door lock, the closed door of the idle office was opened, and three fully armed German army military police stomped into the room.●⌒,

"You are Dr. Ernst. Chanen." A corporal in charge asked Chanen.

"Yes, it's me." Qian En quickly stood up, he replied nervously, and his eyes couldn't help but glance at the pistol holster on the waist of the non-commissioned officer.

"Follow us." The corporal turned his head out of the door.

"Where are you going to take me?" Qian En looked at the military police in horror.

"Take him out." The corporal did not answer Qian En's question, and he issued instructions to his two tall and strong subordinates.

"No, you can't do this. I'm just a researcher. I want to see your boss." Qian En shouted excitedly. The two German military police ignored the resistance of the Jewish scientist. They held Qian En's arm with their hands like iron pincers and dragged him out of the door effortlessly.

"Dr. Qian En, please be more decent and keep your mouth quiet. This is good for both of us. Don't try to challenge my patience. You are a smart person and you must understand what I mean." The corporal of the military police standing at the door waiting stretched out his hand and pinched Qian En's jaw. He lowered his voice and warned him, his tone was calm as if he was explaining a trivial matter, but Qian En could clearly feel the coldness revealed in the other party's eyes, as if he was watching a dead object.

"Is that right, Mr. Qianen?" Corporal's finger began to force.

"Yes, I understand." Qian En answered with the pain, and tears had appeared on the corners of his eyes.

"Very good, Mr. Qian En, smart people are always popular with everyone." The corporal of the military police let go of his palm and gently patted Qian En's cheek.

Three gendarmes escorted Qian En through the empty corridor of the teaching building. Qian En tried his best to follow the gendarmes' footsteps, and he lowered his head consciously, without looking around. The scientist's performance satisfied the gendarmes. This is the real smart man. He knows how to show obedience and please the strong side.

The group walked to a room with a heavy oak carved door. The military police corporal nodded and greeted the army soldiers guarding at the door, and then knocked on the door gently.

"Report to the Chief. Dr. Qian En has been brought here." The corporal opened the door and stood by the door and reported loudly.

"Take him in." A clear voice inside commanded.

"Get in, Dr. Qian En." The corporal gave in to the side, and the two gendarmes pushed Qian En into the door.

Qian En breathed a little relieved at this time. He judged from the performance of these soldiers. The other party did not seem to want to drag him out and shoot him. The military should have taken a fancy to the topic he is studying, which means that he is still valuable to them. If he performs more cooperation, he may be able to keep his life safe.

Qian En glanced carefully at the room and found that the room was empty, with only two chairs and a desk alone in the middle. The two military police pushed Qian En to the desk and pressed him hard to sit on a wooden armchair, then stood on both sides with his hands on his chest.

"I've heard of you, Dr. Qian En." The clear voice sounded again. Qian En only found a young officer standing next to the closed curtains in the room. He was facing away from him, lowering his head as if reading some document. After the officer said that, he turned his head and showed a young and handsome face. He had a gentle smile on his lips and slowly walked to the desk with a file in his hand.

"Dr. Ernst Paulus Chann." Major Ian threw the file in his hand on the table, and then sat down on the backrest chair behind the desk.

"I have read your file. A German abandoned his motherland, abandoned his mother and sister, ran to the enemy of Germany and served them without reservation. What do you think we should deal with him after we catch such a person?" Ian said with a smile and looked at Qian En.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Officer."

"It's the Major!"

"Sorry, Mr. Major, I think I can explain it completely."

Qian En raised his hand to wipe away the cold sweat that flowed into the corners of his eyes. He felt that his judgment might be a bit wrong. He grew up in Germany and would actually forget the Nazi attitude towards traitors. Once they encounter such a problem, they always pay attention to eliminating evil and destroying everything. As long as those Nazi party sticks feel that you have betrayed the nation and the country, no matter how great your value is to the development of human science and technology, there is never a shortage of various university professors and scientific and technological elites in the concentration camps in Germany.

"Okay. I can listen to your explanation, Mr. Qianen." Major Ian tilted his head and began to slowly take off the white gloves from his hand with one finger.

"Mr. Major, you must know that I have always been proud of being a German." Qian En said sincerely.

"Speak." Ian began to take off his gloves from his other hand.

"I was born in Germany, my mother is from Berlin, and I got my Ph.D. from Friedrich William University. How could I betray the country that raised me?"

"It's very nice, Dr. Qianen." Ian clapped.

"Tell me about your father, his name is Michael Chan."

The major folded his two gloves and put them on the side of the desk. He raised his head and stared at Qian En and said.

"I understand, it's still because of my Jewish blood." Qian En collapsed in the seat, and he lamented with his head in his arms.

"Mr. Major, you should know that this is not what I can choose. I swear I have never hurt anyone. I know how German civilians view Jews. Jews are regarded as synonymous with dirty, evil, greed, despicable, shameless and lustful. It seems that there is a shadow of Jewish people behind any evil deeds. In this environment, a scientist of Jewish descent cannot succeed no matter how hard he tries, and even his personal life safety cannot be guaranteed. So I left Germany in desperation, left my family and familiar life, and worked hard to prove my value with success, but I did not expect that I could not escape your grasp in the end."

“Have you been circumcised by Jewishness?”

"No."

“Joined the Jewish Church?”

“No, either.”

“Enjoyed Jewish religious activities.”

"I never knew a single Hebrew."

"That's it, which Jew are you?" Ian sneered and opened the file on the desktop.

"Your father may be considered a pure Jew, so he received funding from the Jewish consortium. Of course, his failure in the end was related to his compatriots, and supported him that the Jewish consortium was transferring assets to the Americas at that time, causing the capital chain of your father's chemical factory to break. I think you may not know this history, but we have found the testimony of several parties involved. After losing his lifelong career, your father also lost his dignity to his compatriots." Ian maintained his kind attitude, and he smiled and turned over a few pages of the file.

"According to Jewish customs, only the mother of the Jewish side is Jewish, and only the part that receives Jewish baptism and obeys Jewish doctrine is regarded as a true Jewish person, and the so-called Jewish blood holders are regarded as a semi-Jewish person, and Jewish society is regarded as a semi-Jewish person or even does not recognize it at all. It is a strange custom, right, Dr. Chanen."

"I've never heard of this."

"So, according to Jewish customs, you are not a real Jew, Dr. Qianen." Ian took out a cigarette box from his pocket, opened it and handed it to Qianen.

"Thank you, Major, I think... I'm a little confused. Can you tell me in detail?" Qian En took out a cigarette from the cigarette box with trembling fingers. He was confused by Ian's words. He felt that the other party's words were very informative and could not be digested for a while, but he knew that he had a personal relationship, a very, very important relationship.

"Oh, that is to say, at least two-thirds of the Jews under the control of the Third Reich will no longer be regarded as Jews, or not recognized as Jews by the Empire. It's very interesting, right? When I first learned about these situations, I was like you. I couldn't accept this fact at all." Ian lit a cigarette for himself with a smile, then reached out to hand it to Qian En.

"How is this possible, the German Head of State..."

"This is the standard proposed by the Head of the Empire and the goal he is preparing to achieve. Of course, it takes a lot of time to transform the German folk ideas. However, in the official, such as dealing with your problems, we can use this standard in advance. The problem is that we also need you to make corresponding returns and give results that those who hold objections can see. I firmly believe that the head of the judgment is correct, so you must prove that you are indeed valuable to society." Ian closed the file on the table with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Are all you said true? Not just to deceive me."

"I suggest you try to see it, Doctor."

"Can you release my mother and sister from the concentration camp?"

"I don't know where you got the error message, as far as I know they are doing well in Berlin now."

"Then what do you need me to do, Major."

"Assessed in the German military's medical research institutions to help Germany complete industrial research on penicillin purification."

“No problem.”

"Tell us everything you know, we need to understand your current research process and results."

"It's totally OK."

"Then let me first tell me how much important information Florida has taken away."

"Give me a piece of white paper, and I'll make a list for you right away."

"Very good, this is a good start, Doctor. I'm glad you can repent and return to the embrace of the motherland." Ian reached out to Qian En with satisfaction.

Just as both sides shook hands happily, the door of the room suddenly rang.

"Come in." Ian replied loudly.

Then an army lieutenant pushed open the door and stood at the door and reported loudly.

"Report to Major Ian, Captain Adele hopes to meet Dr. Chanen as soon as possible, and she just dug up more than a dozen boxes of information in the backyard."

"That was buried by us," Qian En explained on the side.

"Captain Adele also dug up a tank."

"This, this is definitely not something we buried."

Seeing Ian turn his face and look at him, the biochemist quickly shook his head.

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