The next morning, Leon woke up from a coma and slowly opened his eyes, drawing his eyes to the white ceiling of the hospital.
"Ludwig..." he cried out weakly.
"Fuhrer, what are you talking about?" The nurse on duty heard Leon's weak voice and hurried to his side, put her ear close to Leon, and asked softly.
"Ludwig..." said Leon weakly again.
"Okay, Fuhrer, I'll go and call Governor Ludwig." The nurse straightened up and quickly ran out of the ward to the next door.
"Chief Ludwig!" The nurse rushed into the next room in a hurry.
Ludwig was standing by the window, looking out at the scenery, and it was not difficult to tell from his haggard face that he had not slept all night last night.
"What's the matter?" Ludwig heard the nurse's shout, turned around and asked with a frown.
"Fuhrer, Fuhrer he woke up!" The nurse said excitedly, "He's calling your name, hurry over!" "
"Woke up?!" Ludwig's eyes widened and he said in surprise, "I'll just pass!" "
"Wait, sir, you can't just enter the ward." The nurse stopped the excited Ludwig, "You have to disinfect your whole body first and change into a sterile suit before you can go in!" "
"Good, good!" Ludwig said yes and followed the nurse to disinfect.
More than ten minutes later, Ludwig entered Lyon's ward wearing a clean white sterile suit, and some of the doctors and nurses on duty in Lyon's room walked out acquainted.
"Fuhrer, I'm coming." Ludwig sat on a stool next to Leon's bed and whispered to Leon.
"Ludwig..." Leon's face was still pale, and his voice was inaudible, "Sophia... Sophia how is she? Were there any injuries? "
"Don't worry, Fuhrer, madam, she is not injured." Ludwig whispered comfortingly, "I was frightened, I slept last night, I just fell asleep, do you want me to wake up my wife and let him come over?" "
"No..." Leon said and stopped, trying to catch his breath before continuing, "Let her sleep." What about the assassins? Are they solved? "
"It's all solved, I left a few living mouths, and I'll dig out the intelligence from their mouths later." Ludwig's words revealed a hint of coldness, "I will find the messenger behind it, and I will make him pay the price!" "
"How is Germany? Is there a problem with the social order? Do people know about my injuries? "
"You don't have to worry, the government is running normally, and a state of emergency has been declared throughout the country." Ludwig said, "The people don't know that something happened to you, and the social order is generally normal." "
"That's good." Leon closed his eyes, "I want to take a break, you go out first." "
"Yes! Monarch. You can call me anytime you have something! Ludwig stood up and gave a German salute,Then turned and walked out the door of the ward.
"Doctors and nurses, the Fuhrer will ask you." Ludwig said earnestly to a group of doctors and nurses outside the door.
"This is what we should do, we will do our best to ensure the safety of the Fuhrer!" The doctors and nurses said with firm eyes.
"Thank you then." Ludwig smiled, "I still have business to deal with, and if anything happens, you can ask SS soldiers to come to me." With that he pointed to the SS soldiers standing straight to the side.
After that, Ludwig went back to his room to change back into his blood-stained SS uniform, walked outside the hospital and took a car.
It wasn't long before Ludwig arrived in front of a prison, where he got out of the car and headed inside.
The prison was originally intended to hold ordinary criminals, but yesterday it welcomed several special "guests" - survivors of the assassination force.
In order to closely protect them from being rescued, or to prevent them from committing suicide, the prison side deliberately emptied the basement floor, remodeled several cells inside, arranged dozens of prison guards to guard them in turn, and tied the prisoners to death, even their teeth were braced.
Ludwig, led by several SSs, went to the basement floor and watched the prisoners inside from outside the cell.
"These bastards are quite comfortable!" Ludwig sneered, "But they may not be comfortable later." "
"The interrogation room is ready." The warden said respectfully as he stood beside Ludwig's voice.
"Very well, you did a good job." Ludwig patted the warden on the shoulder, which flattered the warden.
"Take me to the interrogation room and bring these bastards one by one."
"Okay." The warden nodded, then led Ludwig to the interrogation room, while signaling the guards to bring a prisoner over.
The guard nodded and walked into the cell with several companions, selecting the prisoners like a fat sheep to be slaughtered.
"That's him, take away!" The guard pointed to one of them, and then the others rushed up, untied the rope and chains that had tied the prisoner to a chair, and escorted him out.
As if the man also knew what awaited him in front of him, he began to struggle desperately.
"Still want to resist?" The prison guard said with a sneer, and then a few sticks were pumped on the prisoner, "I'll let you move!" "
The prisoner was quickly drawn and stopped resisting, and he pleaded instead: "Let me go, let me go!" I have children, I have a wife! "
"Child? Wife? Remembering them now when death is on the verge of death? A prison guard said disdainfully.
"What do you have to say to him?" Another prison guard said impatiently, "If you dare to assassinate the Fuhrer, if I were the chief inquisitor, I wouldn't bother to say anything to him, until I was killed!" "
After a while, the desperate prisoner was dragged by the prison guards to the interrogation room, and then tied him to an iron stool in the middle of the interrogation room.
"I want you to know who I am, and you know my means." After the prisoners were tied up, Ludwig said, "So I want you to tell everything you know, so that you can have less pain and I can have less trouble." "
"Nope! No! The prisoner shook his head in pain.
"What a trouble!" Ludwig shook his head, got up from his chair, and walked over to him.
Immediately after, the prison guards outside only heard a series of screams from the interrogation room, as if it was hell inside.
It didn't take long for the screams to gradually subside, and finally disappeared.
"Next." Ludwig's icy voice sounded.
I don't know how many hours passed, but finally an assassin could not stand the double torture of body and spirit, and beckoned: "He is the owner of a grocery store in Berlin!" His shop is on Kudam Street! I don't know anything else, please, give me a hard time! "
"Kudam Street? Very good! Ludwig reached out and twisted his neck and said with a sneer.
"Sir, the interrogation is over?" The prison guard saw Ludwig, covered in blood, coming out of the room and asked in fear.
Ludwig didn't speak, just nodded.
"So, what about the rest of them?"
"Torture to death." Ludwig said without emotion, "I should give you the skills of interrogation!"