5 Chapter 5

In the afternoon, while the two of them were chatting about some German geography and culture in the living room and drinking old Albert's hand-made coffee. The door of the suite was knocked gently.

Shen motioned for old Albert to sit, placed his cup down, got up and opened the door.

Outside the door, a young white man holding three boxes, smiled at Shen and said "Sir, these are the clothes you ordered."

A few days ago, Mo took Albert to a nearby tailor shop and leather shoe store. He ordered several sets of clothes and shoes, and left the address of the hotel. The shoes were delivered long ago, but the clothes were just delivered today.

Mo let the young man enter the room and pointed to the table in the living room, "Thank you for your hard work, you can just leave it there."

After paying the tip and sending away the shop apprentice, Shen returned to the table along with the three boxes, the boxes differ in sizes from big to small, he handed the box with Albert's name written on it, and Shen opened the box with his name on it, but the largest remaining box, Shen just set it aside.

Two black wool woven suits were neatly stacked in the box. The British tailor's craftsmanship was very good, and the materials he used were exquisite. Shen looked at the dark gray suit in the hands of old Albert and shook his head helplessly.

"How was it? Old Albert. Go to the room and try it, let's see how it differs from the one you're wearing."

"It's pretty good in England. But I still think mine was better." Old Albert looked at the workmanship of the clothes and said seriously.

The old man also has an arrogant side. He always states that the clothes made by the tailors here are not that good, and he would rather wear his own somewhat shabby dark gray suit. When he went to the tailor shop, he hadn't planned on buying unless Shen was paying for it. .

Shen just thought that he just preferred the tailors in his own country and didn't say much. He returned to the room with the two boxes.

Closing the door, Shen set aside his suit box and opened the other one.

After checking the contents, Shen nodded with satisfaction, leaving a set of clothes, then put the other things back, and placed the box into his space.

When Albert put on his new suit and returned to the living room, the scene in front of him made him stunned and almost screamed in surprise.

Another "Albert" was sitting on the sofa and looking at him, with the same clothes and the same appearance. Albert felt that his brain was malfunctioning.

However, the old man who had experienced the vicissitudes of life quickly calmed down and asked in a deep voice.

"Who are you? How did you appear here?"

"Who are you? How did you appear here?"

As if it were a recording, "Albert" on the sofa spoke, his voice was exactly the same as himself, old Albert's brain turned more chaotic, making him more vigilant, and the expression in his eyes also began to be fierce.

Seeing that the innocent old Albert was scared by himself, and even drew a knife and was ready to attack at any time. Shen smiled and took off the mask on his head, "Haha! How is it? Old Albert, Did I look exactly like you?"

Shen threw the mask over. Old Albert, who had just recovered from the sudden change in the situation, caught the mask and hurriedly looked at it, "What is this thing... made of? It looks like the real thing. I was completely fooled by you just now."

"Silicone, wigs, and pigments. It took me a lot of effort and failed a couple of times before I successfully made one." Silicone was invented as early as the 19th century. It was invented at the end of the ninth century, and the craftsmanship was very much advanced during this period. With Shen's meticulous designing, you can see no difference without touching it.

"It's amazing! But what's with your voice? How is it exactly like mine?" Albert thought of another question.

"It's very simple. Just control the vocal cords; change the pronunciation and adjust the way of speaking in your mouth and nasal cavity." In reality, many impersonators can imitate some celebrities using this technique. This is not a problem for Shen, who has strong physical control over his body.

Shen stayed in Liverpool for a month, and in February 1942, it was time for him to leave.

This morning, Shen quietly left the hotel in the heavy fog. He left old Albert with ten thousand dollars on the table in the living room. Even though they're together for just a short time, Shen had a good impression of this rigorous, and generous old man. His careful and meticulous teaching also helped Mo a lot, so he was naturally willing to help him.

This money was nothing to Shen, but it was a huge sum of money at the time, enough for old Albert to survive the rest of his life.

It's just a pity that he couldn't drink the coffee made by old Albert anymore. Shen shook his head a little bit reluctantly, and left Liverpool with these regrets.

In a remote town on the outskirts, there was an old and simple church with the monument of the Norwegian royal family.

At this time Norway has been invaded by Germany, but the night in this remote town is still quiet and peaceful.

It's a pity that this tranquility was quickly broken. A huge tank with a height of three stories and a length of tens of meters drove into the town with a crash. The neat stone slabs shattered and the surrounding houses shook.

The giant steel monster-like tank drove through the small square in the town, all the way to the church, and rammed straight into the gate. The tall and heavy wooden gate, together with the surrounding stone walls, collapsed, and after the smoke and dust dispersed, it revealed the scene inside.

Inside, several thick gray stone pillars were erected that supported the circular vault of the church. Ancient mysterious murals were carved on the surrounding walls. With a heavy and simple casket placed in the middle.

There is an old man with white beard in the church, and another civilian under the collapsed rock. A group of soldiers rushed in from the collapsed gate, and six of them quickly occupied every corner of the church, armed with a gun, While the Captain led the remaining three soldiers to the casket and tried to open it.

A domineering black six-wheeled cross-country sports car slowly stopped at the entrance of the church. A tall, cold figure walked out of the car. His black long-sleeve military boots stepped on the hard stone road and made a sound of "da" "da" sound. Heavy and depressed. His black military trench coat, with his majestic and oppressive disposition, his cold slightly stiff face and cold eyes reveal a trace of tyranny and madness.

The officer walked slowly into the church, and the soldiers inside quickly stood attention and saluted.

"It took me a long time to find you here. I really have to praise you." There was no expression on the officer's cold face. "Help him up."

A soldier hurriedly pulled the old man up. Facing the sudden change, the old man looked a little dread.

"I think you are a visionary. We are very similar in this aspect." The officer said as he helped the old man tidy up his messy clothes, but the lack of emotion on his voice made people feel chills in their spine.

"We don't look like it at all." Although he was flustered, the old man was not afraid of the officer.

"Really? But what other people regard as superstition, you and I think it as science." The officer looked into the old man's eyes and said.

"What you are looking for does not exist." The old man's voice trembled a little.

"Then why bother hiding." Seemingly impatient, the officer took off his hat and handed it to his subordinates, and walked to the casket.

The casket, which the soldiers could not move with all their strength, was easily pushed aside by the officer. As the heavy lid fell to the ground, the contents inside were uncovered.

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