柏林墙又加高了,防护网一层又一层。克鲁茨慢悠悠地走过去,然后又绕回来,接着无奈地摇摇头,离开了警察的视野。没有人发觉这个过程有什么不妥,只有克鲁茨自己知道,站在墙边的那个警察是好人,只要把写好的信放在离他不远处的那块石头下,第二天早上信便会送到东边去,然后再几经周折,转到它该到的地方,所以,他内心深处把这堵十余米的墙叫做不设防的墙。 The Berlin Wall has risen again, protective net one after another. Cruze walked slowly and then around again, then shook his head reluctantly and left the police’s field of vision. No one noticed anything wrong with this process, and only Klutz himself knew that the policeman standing by the wall was a good man, so long as the letter was placed on the stone not far from him, the next morning The letter will be sent to the east and then to the place where it should be after several twists and turns. So, deep down, he calls the wall of more than ten meters an undefended wall.