[Zhongyingmei] Goblin Detective

"Then he won't... excrete that thing out again?"

Howard had a disgusted expression on his face: "At that time, do we want us to locate the bathroom in the concentration camp?"

Everyone showed complicated expressions.

"No, if necessary, you can smash it with magic power inside your body."

Lindell's expression remained unchanged: "I can't absorb this kind of thing before it is smashed."

Everyone: "..."

Cohen is a common Jewish surname, coupled with his appearance in the Jewish ghetto in Warsaw, almost no one would doubt his affiliation.As a temporary intelligence officer, he even temporarily added some common sense of Judaism to prevent his secrets from being exposed at critical moments.

It wasn't until this time that Lindell had a rough understanding of why the attitudes of the whole of Europe towards the Jews were somewhat unwelcome-this was essentially a slight deviation based on religious beliefs.

Generally speaking, Christianity is derived from the development of Judaism. The biggest and most essential difference is that the Jews believe that the one who saves the world will be the Messiah, not the Jesus that people praise today.

The more subdivided differences, such as the definition of the names of some angels and the division of powers, extend to the level of pagan debates with each other, which Lindell is currently unable to use.

The blond-haired goblin sighed deeply: "But God himself doesn't care what others think of him—and Gabriel looks at people with his nostrils every day, and you still worship him so much."

Gabriel?

Many people showed horrified expressions, and Howard said in shock: "Do you know Gabriel?"

This guy's social scope is unexpectedly wide... and there is a feeling that myths and legends are approaching reality.

"He's my guardian's boss. I haven't actually met him, but I've heard a lot of Aziraphale's complaints about Gabriel."

Lindell clasped his hands in front of his chest: "He is arrogant, ruthless, dismissive of human beings and refuses to try food at all... something like that."

"...I remember that he should be a benevolent archangel, the kind with very kind murals."

Peggy Carter said with some doubts.

"Anyone can make a business smile. After all, it's part of Gabriel's job. If you insist on forcing me, I can try to smile like that."

Lindell replied: "It's just that it feels more disgusting after laughing."

Everyone: "..."

Howard Stark sighed blankly: "Very well, I'm not a Christian from now on—although I wasn't very religious before."

— Talking bad about angels is undoubtedly devastating to religious belief, and it was clear that Howard wasn't the only one in the room who thought so, but he was the first to say it.

Steve also looks a little traumatized: "I thought all angels were supposed to be like Mr. Aziraphale—that's pretty much all I've imagined about angels since elementary school."

"Most angels would never stay with a demon."

Lindell shrugged, took out Howard's communicator, and swallowed it with a disgusted expression: "Are you coming to pick me up in a month?"

"Depending on your arrangement, it might not take more than a month."

Ms. Carter said: "As long as the intelligence is collected, you can stop immediately. The commando members will wait for your news."

The signal of the communicator is all normal - it only has the function of displaying the address.Lindell needs to take a helicopter to Warsaw first, then take a transport vehicle provided by the Allied forces to the vicinity of the Jewish gathering area, and finally get off the car and find a way to walk to this residential area.

There is a bleak and restrained atmosphere here, and most families are closed.

Humans are strange creatures, Lindell couldn't help thinking, they judged any ethnicity that was slightly different from themselves as aliens, and then spared no effort to treat them differently, even if the angels who caused disputes didn't care.

As a goblin, he doesn't need to consider the issue of food and clothing.Now that it's autumn, Lindell is wearing a single-breasted trench coat. Considering that no matter what he wears, he will be searched in the end, so he simply wears a short-sleeved coat under the trench coat.He wandered the streets of Warsaw for a day or two, and after observing the nearby transport vehicles and lines, he finally found an opportunity.

— Lindell shows up at a local mall wearing a six-pointed star logo—the kind outside the ghetto—and kicks over a decorative potted plant.

This behavior was quickly noticed when two gunmen grabbed his wrists: "What's your name?"

"Lindell Cohen, C—O—H—"

"We will fight!"

The other party lifted him roughly, and Lindell struggled symbolically twice. Even though he had deliberately controlled his strength, these people felt that the child was quite energetic.

One of them hit him on the back of the head with the butt of a gun. The surrounding customers covered their mouths and suppressed their exclamation. No one dared to step forward.Lindell frowned and resisted not fighting back. He closed his eyes and "fainted". After "waking up", he had already shifted his position.

It was followed by a pretentious review process. These guys couldn't figure out what to ask from him at all. After the whole interrogation, they put him on the freight car and finally sent him to the train. Everything went so smoothly that it is unbelievable. .

Lindleton felt a little disappointed at the time. He didn't even say the "I have a pair of Jewish same-sex adoptive parents who died in an air strike" that contributed to the film, which was very influential.

The environment in the train was closed, and many people curled up in silence in the carriage.There is no light here, only a small window showing limited light, but the goblin's night vision ability allows him to have a panoramic view of the scene in the car.These people basically have nothing in common. Men and women are different in height, short, fat and thin, and there is even a pregnant woman with a high belly bulge among them.

The concentration of carbon dioxide in the space was obviously too high, Lindell switched the breathing mode to the form of magic power supply, and carefully observed the surrounding environment.Fear and trembling permeated the stale air, and although he could draw strength from it, it tasted like a bad strong drink.

At the beginning, when the need for magic power is urgent, he may be able to eat meat and vegetables, but when he has a choice, he would rather kill a few more people on the battlefield.

Steve and the others are monitoring their own signals, Lindell thought.The feeling of being surrounded by the "alcoholic smell" was not pleasant. He stood up and looked at the pregnant woman who was protecting her stomach and said, "Don't worry too much, she is healthy now."

There was silence in the carriage, only the sound of train wheels galloping on the rails, so although Lindell's words were soft, they were enough to attract everyone's attention.

"Ah... what, her?"

The woman raised her head in a panic, and realized Lindell's words again.

"Well, it's a girl, very healthy."

Lindell nodded firmly: "And it should be that kind of noisy personality."

"Hey... thank you."

The other party nodded deeply at him: "Are you the doctor's child?"

This age is not enough for her to have medical experience. For some reason, she always feels that the other party is not talking nonsense.

He has memorized this question before, and it is easy to answer!Lindell answered immediately: "My adoptive parents are a same-sex couple. They..."

Looking at the expressions of these people, he didn't know why he didn't say the words "they died in the air strike" in the end: "they returned to England."

But it is said that Britain was also bombed a while ago.

It's just that most people don't bother to care about other people now. Lindell is sitting in the carriage, and next to him is a teenager who looks similar to himself.The other party buried his head in the crook of his arm and remained motionless. The elbow joints of both arms were protruding, and there were many abrasions on the knuckles.

The train traveled for a long time. Lindell estimated the distance in his head, and felt that he had probably left the border of Poland. However, the train compartment was dark and blocked, and it was impossible to judge the destination for a while.

Finally, with the long sound of brakes and whistle, the train stopped in front of a group of low buildings.Everyone was pushed and pushed out of the car like ducks. Now that the destination had been reached, Lindell was too lazy to open the business, and his expression changed back to the look of being pushed and shoved but also too lazy to respond.

The boy stood behind him, was roughly carried into the line, and staggered and bumped into Lindell's shoulder.There was a pregnant woman in front of Lindell, he hesitated for a moment, staggered forward very perfunctorily, and lightly touched her back loosely.

In front of them was a heavily guarded iron gate that slowly opened.

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