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Chapter 2: Karma Arises Like Birth [Act 4] Mistaken Body (1)

A chilly night breeze ushered in, blowing nearly a hundred old linden trees and shaking off countless dead branches and leaves, adding a bit of gloom to the night-shrouded Prince Albrecht. On a cramped and obscure street corner, the old cement bins that have been backlogged all day are emitting a sour and rotten smell, forcing people passing by to cover their noses and walk around the road to avoid the stench of nausea.

However, next to this tall and thick box, there was a short, thin figure, who leaned on the box despite the stench, trying to use it to block the cold of the Berlin night, while rubbing his hands and breathing the heat, his lips pursed from the cold of the two buckteeth, and he couldn't help but turn out, and muttered in a low voice: "Red deer, this damn Berlin night!" ”

Yes, all the teachers and students of Munich University did not know that late last night, when Anstar led the crowd to search for Jews throughout Munich, Tajiri Mitsu also left the Japanese embassy in a hurry and forgot to take his luggage containing cash, so he had to stay hastily on the streets of Berlin, 700 miles away, and let his body tremble in the night wind. [hua.

Today, Hikaru Tajiri not only has no money for accommodation, but he can't even afford a train ticket back to Munich. He wanted to turn back to the embassy to pick up his luggage, but when he thought of the eyes of the military attache Yoshio Kato, he couldn't help but shudder, and he had no choice but to stop this thought.

Finally, a golden glow shone through the thick cumulus clouds in the southeast, and the night breeze was no longer cold. Hikaru Tajiri glanced at his pocket watch, and it was almost six o'clock in the morning. He was secretly happy, secretly thinking that he would only need to stay up for more than three hours to enter a certain luxurious building located at No. 8 of the street, and use it and the situation he knew to get rid of "Lin Jingru" in one fell swoop.

This building was the headquarters of the secret police, which was responsible for collecting all the information of the German Empire and instigating the people to report and whistle the people. It was formed on 26 April 1933 by Hermann-Wilhelm Goering, former President of the Reichstag and the first Air Marshal, to replace the former Prussian State Police Officer, known as the Secret Police Service (Geheirnespolizeiamt). But the abbreviation GPA is pronounced too similar to the Russian CPU, so it has not been taken seriously. It was not until an ordinary post office clerk was in charge of designing a design for the free delivery of stamps that he boldly referred to it as Geheimestaatspolizei that it was gradually accepted by the higher-ups, the Gestapo (Gestapo for short), which later became famous to countless people[40]

Sure enough, at nine o'clock, several black-clad guards wearing black helmets painted with "ss" and "swastika" ornaments, and armbands embroidered with 'SD' diamonds on their left sleeves gathered in front of the openwork iron gate of the building, slowly pushed it away with both hands, and raised their right arms in respect. After a while, with a few piercing whistles, I saw a 380 Mercedes-Benz speeding in, parked firmly next to the flower bed on one side.

In an instant, from inside the building, dozens of sturdy men stepped out neatly, and their movements were like black tides, quickly converging in front of the Mercedes-Benz. In 'Hi! Hitler! Amid the shouts, a brown-haired man wearing an Iron Cross of the Second Degree, a Federal State Medal, and a black armed belt, dressed in a field gray military uniform, slowly got out of the car.

Exegesis:

[40] The relevant historical sources quote William Scheiler's History of the Rise and Fall of the Third Reich, and dare to change some of the narrative text.