In Bielulted, an American general was hiding in the city, while the respected Mayor Gort became a traitor.

In any country, there are always patriots with firm will, and there are also traitors who sell their national interests, even in Germany.

Gort may have many explanations. He does not want his city to continue to be destroyed, and he does not want his citizens to continue to be hurt, but no matter what explanation, it cannot offset the sin he committed.

Wang Weiyi didn't want to get too involved in these things. What he needed was not Gort's confession, but whether he could arrest General Rennes as soon as possible.

The reason why Americans attached so much importance to Rennes was even willing to send a special team to rescue Bielderteld when he had been restored by the German army. There must be very important information hidden in this person.

But Gort really couldn't provide more information. He explained where he hid Rennes, but when the Germans arrived there, they found nothing.

Gort swore that he had not lie, and Wang Weiyi was happy to believe this. He knew that Gort had no need to lie at this time.

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"Finish him and find him before noon tomorrow at all costs!" Wang Weiyi coldly gave the order: "General Carron, you will quickly march towards Teton with your troops. I will delay for half a day in Bielertide."

"Yes, Marshal, do you need to leave more troops for you?"

"No, just have my guards here..." Wang Weiyi seemed to have never worried about his safety. Perhaps in his opinion, there was a lot of fun in adventure.

The search for Rennes began overnight. Bielerted is not a big city, and there are not many places for people to hide. And it is certain that Rennes has definitely not left here yet.

He must have been hiding somewhere in Bield.

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Wang Weiyi even personally joined the search for Rennes.

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They did not have a photo of Rennes in their hands, and it could be seen that Rennes was a very cautious person. He was very worried that Gort would be discovered by the Germans, so he deliberately did not leave anything related to him. This also brought great difficulties to the search.

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"Ren must know that the Americans will send special troops to rescue him, so he should stay in the hiding place prepared by Gort for him to avoid being unable to contact Major Jagger." During the search, Wang Weiyi suddenly asked this question: "But why did he leave suddenly?"

Max is not very clear, thinking about such a question is too puzzling.

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Wang Weiyi did not want him to answer, but seemed to be talking to himself: "My judgment is that he found that the special troops led by Major Jagger were exposed... Then he must be nearby. Which of the two is more likely? Major Jagger and his team members were arrested in the direction of entering the city. If Renn were there, he would have found a chance to leave Bield. I think he had a hiding spot somewhere near the Golt's house, and this place could well observe anything that happened in the Golt's house...."

After saying that, he did not hesitate at all and quickly brought his guard back to the vicinity of the Golt house.

This is a typical old German-style house. The wooden house makes people feel nostalgic. There are not many places for people to hide on both sides. Wang Weiyi looked around carefully and suddenly walked into a bar not far away.

"Gin." Wang Weiyi sat on the bar. He was not wearing military uniform today.

The bar owner quickly brought him gin. Wang Weiyi took a sip and from his own perspective, he could see Gotel's home very well. He smiled and said, "Isn't the business here always very good?"

"Ah, since those Americans came, business has not been very good." The boss sighed: "You have to know that war has changed a lot of things. Some of our old guests were no longer willing to leave their homes, some participated in guerrillas, and some heard that they were beaten to death. Although Americans are now driven away, it is not easy to return to their former appearance...."

"Yes, war always makes people headache." Wang Weiyi also sighed: "But, I think there must be people who like this place, right? For example, strangers who didn't come often before." Then, he took out some money and put it on the bar.

The boss looked at the money: "Are you a secret policeman?"

"Yes, the secret police." Wang Weiyi continued his words: "We are arresting an American spy, and I hope I can get any help from you."

"Then, I don't think I should have taken your money, but I will do my best to help you." The boss thought about it, "Yes, there are some guests I didn't recognize before. There is a man, about fifty years old, who always comes in the afternoon, and sits here until very late, and eats supper here. Ah, he sits in the window... He doesn't speak much, but I can tell that his German is not particularly standard. I think he must be a foreigner...."

A smile appeared on Wang Weiyi's lips: "So, can you know where he lives?"

"I don't know much about this..." The boss shook his head: "But I found that every time he left, he walked from the west, there was a small hotel there, run by a Scottish German named Camon, and the business was very poor there, especially after the war broke out, there were almost no guests. I think you could go there and try your luck."

"Thank you, you have really helped me so much. I insist on giving you the reward you deserve." Wang Weiyi drank the wine from the glass, then took out something from his pocket and put it on the bar, then got up and left here.

The boss picked up the thing left by this "secret policeman" in confusion, and his eyes widened for a moment.

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God, what is this? This - this is a diamond! Yes, he can be sure that this is really a diamond.

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"Mr. Kamon, the secret police." Wang Weiyi felt that the identity of the "secret policeman" sounded good.

Kamon was a little helpless: "Ah, did I do something wrong? No, I have never colluded with Americans. Please don't arrest me, I still have my wife and children to raise."

"Don't be nervous, I'm not here to arrest you." Wang Weiyi smiled faintly: "I'm here to find someone, about fifty years old, speaking in a non-standard German. Do you recognize this person?"

Camon was silent, and could see that he didn't want to say anything happily.

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"Look, Mr. Carmon, I have no intention of arresting you." Wang Weiyi saw through it at a glance: "But, this man is a very important prisoner. I guess he must have given you some benefits. Tell me where he is, otherwise I can only take you away very sorry."

"No, I said." Camon hurriedly said, "There is such a person who gave me a lot of money. I have never seen that much money. He said he was an American officer and was worried that he would fall into the hands of the Germans. He wanted to hide here for a few days. You have to know that I am almost unable to afford to eat, and I can see that he had just been sick. I pity him...."

After chattering and defending himself, Camon then said: "He is in the room on the far left of the upstairs..."

Wang Weiyi walked upstairs calmly and came to the room on the far left. He sorted out his clothes and knocked on the door a few times.

"Who?" A voice came from inside.

"I am Marshal Ernst Bryme of the German army." Wang Weiyi said calmly: "General Rennes, please open the door. I think we can have a good talk. Oh, don't try to jump out of the window and escape. My people are waiting for you with weapons underneath."

The room fell silent in an instant.
To be continued...