Chapter 730: General Election

Agapia, 45, is the president of the Romanian Labor Party. Forty-five-year-old Agapia has a lot of energy and a sense of intimacy that people don't even know. The stature is not tall but the body shape is excellent, coupled with the early years engaged in education, it gives people the feeling of gentleness and humility like a spring breeze.

Agapia is a Romanian, and since the collapse of the former Soviet Union, the whole of Eastern Europe has undergone unprecedented economic and ideological changes. But the peculiar phenomenon that preceded the great change was the West's success in portraying the Soviet Union as the demon of the Red Authoritarian Dictatorship. In the former Soviet Union, Romania bordered it, and the pressure on it can be imagined. Therefore, if the ruling leader wanted to win the votes of the voters, he had to have a tough voice against the former Soviet Union in his governing philosophy. This is also what Western countries are happy to see, a country that is hardline and hostile to the former Soviet Union, which is in the interests of Western Europe and the United States. However, at that time, the countries of Eastern Europe, except for Romania, were basically pro-Soviet countries. Examples such as Ukraine, Belarus, Estonia, Latvia and Lithuania are all members of the SU.

It was not until the mighty former Soviet Union suddenly disintegrated like a dream that many countries suddenly woke up to the fact that the democracy, freedom and prosperity promised by the West were fake. Having lost the protection of the mighty Soviet Union, the whole of Eastern Europe was shrouded in the shadow of war and collapse.

The great changes in Europe triggered by the great changes in the Soviet Union shook the countries of the world. For the sake of their own future, the countries of Eastern Europe have joined the European Union and NATO. However, the collapse of the Soviet Union led to a series of consequences that ordinary people did not expect: soaring prices and poor livelihoods. The small countries that lost the Soviet Union did not get the democracy and freedom they longed for, but what they were waiting for was the cruel blood pumping and harvesting of Western capital. Countless businesses have closed down, and proud Americans are sipping Havana cigars and red wine, with decades of wealth under their feet.

The United States, which has become the world's only power, has lost its old rival, the Soviet Union, and has begun to secretly think about the European Union, which has gradually increased in size and power. In Romania, which has been ravaged, many ordinary people have come to their senses, disgusted by the democratic freedom that the West clamors about, and nostalgic for the prosperity and stability that Romania once had. Even if Romania joins the EU, it will only be an unimportant minor player on the periphery under the dominance of Britain, France and Germany.

It was against this political backdrop that Agapia stood out in the Romanian Labor Party. His political moderation and economic insight gave great hope to the Romanian people, who were nostalgic for prosperity and strength. His attitude towards Russia and the EU has earned him more attention and respect from the EU and Russia. As a result, Agapia rose to prominence, and in just five years he became the chairman of the Labour Party.

On his resume, there is three years of studying abroad at Moscow University in the USSR. It was also the experience of studying abroad in those three years that allowed Agapia to know more about the former Soviet Union than others. Moreover, the current Minister of Defense and Security of Russia is a classmate and friend of Agapia when he studied at Moscow University. This is also the reason why Agapia dared to put thirty KGB agents on his side.

And Ye Tian and the two bandits, Haji obviously will never let them get close to the future president. Even if it was introduced by God, it would never work. This is his duty and his protection of himself.

It was midnight local time, and the lights in Agapia's office were still on. His team is still working intensively, and there are two days left until the final public speech. Agapia and her opponent, the candidate of the Romanian Social Democratic Party, will make a final presentation on their governing philosophy and specific governing platform in Bucharest's Congress Square.

After the elaboration, there will be a three-day national referendum day. Although Agarcia has taken the lead in the polls by an absolute margin, no one dares to relax until the last minute.

It wasn't until two o'clock in the morning that Agapia let out a long breath and brushed her thinning hair in the mirror.

Ten minutes later, three identical bulletproof Mercedes cars drove out of the underground garage and drove Agapia home.

At this time, Haji had just received a fax from Malaysia. In the middle of dozens of pages of instructions on the arms export trade were two black-and-white faxes with photographs. The person on the fax looked like a zombie and was dressed in a black weird outfit. Haji carefully memorized the information, and then started the shredder to shred it all.

Although Ye Tian said so, he still went to Haji's office the next morning to apply for permission documents, and then took the two bandits around Bucharest's parliament square.

There are several bronze statues in Bucharest Square, Ye Tian looked left and right, and he didn't recognize any of these shirtless statues. After several interrogations by the plainclothes police in the square, everyone finally became familiar, and no one came up to interrogate Ye Tian and them again.

Around nine o'clock in the evening, winter rain began to fall in Bucharest. The best option for this kind of ghost weather is to stay at home and have a drink, or get into the bed and sleep beautifully.

The whole street was as quiet as a cemetery, Ye Tian was wearing a waterproof black cotton suit, put the 1911 pistol issued by Haji into the quick-draw holster, whispered an explanation to Dashan Xiaofei, and then opened the window of the hotel and disappeared into the night.

The square is already under martial law. Uniformed police officers meticulously patrol the square, and further down to the center, are agents of the state security services. Ye Tian's ID card can only patrol the streets one kilometer away from the square after martial law.

The winter rain is as thin as silk, and under the dim old-fashioned street lamps, it is like a shining steel needle, flickering and falling to the ground silently. The narrow, well-groomed streets are very quiet, and there is no sound except for the occasional barking of dogs. I really don't know how the people here can endure this kind of loneliness, Ye Tian secretly sighed in his heart. While sticking to the dark corner, quietly advancing and observing the surrounding windows, he lowered his heartbeat to maximize his perverted hearing.

The sounds in the room gradually reached Ye Tian's ears: children playing with pets and screaming happily, drunks swearing at the TV and not running hard, middle-aged men snoring like thunder after a hard day...

Suddenly, Ye Tian stood abruptly, squinted his eyes and raised his head to look at an old European-style house in front of him on his left.

He heard a rhythmic, incantation-like chant from the second floor of the building.

Although it was not clear what this meant, Ye Tian had heard such a chant when he was a child and remembered the pronunciation of the notes in it vividly, it was the unique chant of the family that Ouyang Qingfeng had scared him to summon poison.