Chapter 451: The Beginning of the Confrontation (Part 1)

In a spacious and bright doctor's office, Merkel sat in front of a chair, looking at Schiller who was writing medical records opposite him, and frowned and said:

"...So, you mean, I am in your dream now?"

"Yes, now, can you tell me what happened in detail?"

Merkel frowned, and the young butler who always looked mature and steady had a very different temperament at this time.

When serving Schiller in the manor, he looked calm and honest, talking about the weather with everyone he met, with a unique British humorous temperament. In short, as long as you see him, you can think of the most typical British butler.

But now, when he frowned and squinted his eyes, a sharp temperament spread from him, making it difficult for people not to think of some professions related to agents or soldiers.

"If I don't tell you, can't I leave here?"

Schiller shook his head and said, "No, you can't stay here for too long. If you sleep for too long, your body's functions will be affected, just like a vegetative person who has been sleeping for many years, and his muscles will atrophy."

"I mean you, will you let me leave here?"

Schiller nodded again, looked into Merkel's eyes, and then said, "I hope you can understand one thing. I spent money and time, hoping to find a housekeeper who can take care of the estate for me."

"But when I was not at home, you rummaged through my things, which led to you coming here, so please don't say it as if I imprisoned you. This is entirely your own mistake, and I am the victim."

Merkel seemed to want to say something, but Schiller continued before he opened his mouth:

"I don't care what your political stance is, or what you bring. "I don't want you to do this job for any other purpose, but I paid you to do your job well."

"I hope you don't need me to help you recall how many things you messed up during this time."

Merkel kept frowning. Schiller saw that he looked completely clueless, so he could only say:

"Merkel, you haven't been here for a long time, but during this time, you forgot to deliver food to the newsboy, ironed two newspapers, knocked off the buttons of a custom-made suit, almost broke the decorations on my table, and scratched a deep scar on the corner of the sandalwood bookshelf with a cart. These losses are more than three times your commission."

"I hope you think about it. When I knew you were a Soviet spy and you were clumsy, why didn't I fire you?"

Merkel opened his eyes wide. In fact, he also wanted to ask why.

If according to what Schiller said, Schiller had already found something wrong when he got off the train, why did he still hire him? Even when his work was not going well, he didn't fire him.

It is the winter of 1988. People familiar with history may know that the situation during the Cold War was very serious. During this period, no normal American was willing to have anything to do with the Soviet Union.

"Are you expressing your position to me?" Merkel asked.

Schiller covered his forehead helplessly and said, "I guess you haven't been trained for a long time, or you are just a wild person."

"I won't mention that you used the usual spy method to deal with cigarette butts in front of a smoking boy."

"You can also ignore that after you came to my manor, you did nothing for a long time because you didn't dare to take risks."

"You can even ignore that you chose to open my private letters without judgment, so that you didn't get any important information."

"When you still adopt a radical attitude in this situation and ask me to say everything clearly, it won't increase Adding pressure to me will only expose your guilty conscience. "

Schiller sighed and said, "I guess you should be a pure Englishman, but you are involved in some undertakings because you have received some ideological education."

"Now, ideals and struggles still occupy a large proportion in your mind. I can't say this is wrong, but obviously, you seem to think things are too simple."

Merkel frowned, stared at Schiller and said, "No matter how you slander, I will not waver in my attitude."

"Okay, let's change the topic. What mission do you want to perform here?"

Merkel remained silent.

Schiller supported his face with his fingers, raised his head slightly, stared into Merkel's eyes, and then said:

"Before, when we were in the manor, you didn't like to look me in the eye. In fact, you should know that this is not out of politeness, but something in your eyes can't be hidden. "

"This is actually a very interesting phenomenon. All the Marxists I know have different eyes from others. "

"Do you know other Marxists?" Merkel finally couldn't help but speak.

Schiller suddenly changed the subject and said:

"Since you came into my dream during this time period, it means that you should have started from the third floor of the manor, all the way down, and finally touched the wine bottle on the bookshelf. In addition, did you find anything else?"

"Is there anything you can find?"

Schiller showed a rather helpless expression and said: "Your thoughts are completely immersed in the work of an agent, so you don't even realize how stiff the use of those words is."

"Five Dynasties Rivers and Mountains Wind and Moon"

"You have to understand one thing, Merkel. You must have more doubts than me now, you must want to know more than me, and you must want to ask more questions than me."

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"If you want to get the answers to these questions, you must answer my questions first. Do you think the answers you want to know are not worth revealing some information in exchange for them?"

Merkel stared silently into Schiller's eyes, as if to confirm whether this was another trap, but in the end, he said: "I don't promise to answer every question."

"Okay, let's change one question to another. If you can't answer it, I'll change it to the next one."

Schiller fiddled with the writing pen in his hand and asked: "Did you find anything in my manor?"

Merkel paused, and the expression on her face became a little exciting, as if she was recalling something not so good, and she said:

"I can understand that for safety reasons, you lock every door in the manor. Well, if it is for safety, then you can also understand that you give each door a different lock. It also makes sense that different locks correspond to different keys..."

"But why on earth would you hide each key in a different location, then design a puzzle for each key, and then arrange several clues for this puzzle, and then in order to get this clue, you have to decipher several pieces of code? In order to obtain these passwords, I have to go to the library and read several books..."

Merkel stretched out her fingers to cover her eyes, and her tone revealed deep helplessness: "That's why I came to your dream at this point in time. I spent most of the night trying to figure this out." Damn puzzle.”

"Is he...am I sick?" Schiller muttered doubtfully.

"What?"

"No, it's nothing. Have you solved it?

Merkel looked at Schiller with an extremely resentful look and said:

"It took me a few hours to finally open the door, and the moment I touched the bottle, I was here."

"Don't be sad, I just recently updated the puzzle library in the second floor room because someone recently gave me a pretty good hardcover set of "The Sherlock Holmes".

"If you opened the door in order from south to north, then you should have at least read the first two pieces. I think that is the most amazing part. What about you?"

"Is this the second question?

"Please, don't be so boring. This is just a normal chat." Schiller waved the pen in his hand, lowered his head and looked at his medical records and said:

"You always want to use your strong attitude to gain the initiative at every critical juncture. This may be because you are in a weak position and feel insecure."

"Look, every one of your actions and expressions will reveal a lot of information. You can't deal with me just by putting on a cold face."

Merkel kept her eyes on Schiller. In fact, he felt a little strange because the Schiller in front of him was a little too patient.

In fact, Merkel knows that her current attitude cannot be said to be insecure, it can even be said to be a little fearful. During the time he was working at the Schiller Manor, he and Schiller got along day and night, so he knew very well what kind of person he was. Such a person.

Merkel had not studied psychology, so he did not know the professional terms for certain diseases. He could only feel that Schiller was a bit neurotic, with many stubborn and rigid habits, and his temper was a bit unpredictable.

He would invest a lot of energy and time in some weird and useless things, such as installing a different lock on each door, and then arranging hundreds of puzzles to protect the keys, or spending a lot of money Time to dust off those quirky collectibles like umbrellas, globes, telescopes, glasses, etc.

But at the same time, he seems very impatient when it comes to many serious matters. For example, he reads the newspaper at breakfast every day without hesitation. If breakfast or the newspaper are delivered late, he will not start.

I feel very resistant to breaking my daily routine, but I often go out in the middle of the night.

When speaking, he is always to the point, without considering the feelings of the listener. He will also make a fuss about some very ordinary communication, deliberately letting people know that he has seen through the inner essence.

This kind of temper, which is very different from ordinary people, makes Merkel think he is a little crazy.

And the Schiller in front of him now looks very normal, a bit too normal.

When Merkel decided to take a tough stance, he actually had no intention of leaving here alive. According to his understanding, his mysterious employer would not have the patience to listen to the interrogations of his agents. Commonly used sayings.

Merkel doesn't know how long she can last in this kind of exchange.

Originally, his expectation was that regardless of whether he could leave here alive, as long as he did not expose the secret in his heart, it would be considered a success. He did not expect that he would still have room for bargaining.

Schiller's change has no logical basis at all. Therefore, Merkel only thought that Schiller might be in a good mood now, so he relaxed a little and wanted to take advantage of this time to gain more chances for himself to survive. It would be best to get some more information.

"Well, it seems like you have no interest in chatting right now, so you can ask your first question."

Merkel swallowed his saliva, gradually relaxed his body, and focused on his thoughts. He looked into Schiller's eyes and asked:

"How did you do it?"