Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it is the beginning of August when Fang Yan should leave for China. Although Fang Yan was quite reluctant in his heart, he did not reveal too much lingering sadness; This kind of rich and luxurious comfortable life is not what he longed for after the crossing, not to mention that this time it is only a temporary farewell, and he will return to Italy when Sylvia grows up. After comforting the girl with red eyes for a while, Fang Yan smiled and boarded the train to Germany north; With the long hiss of the steam engine, the train moved away from the city of Milan and disappeared into the verdant hills of the Alpine foothills.

The morning breeze was blowing, Qingshan Huohuo was swept backwards, and Fang Yan, who was holding a small suitcase, sat quietly on the comfortable sofa by the window, and his mind had turned to the meeting with Hitler in prison. With Rudolph's assets and influence on him, he would not be hindered from entering prison to visit the future Führer, but the key was how to make Hitler feel at ease with him. Fang Yan clearly understood that even if he had made plans in all aspects, the decisions of the German center were still a key part of changing the fate of the country - and in this matter, nothing could be more effective than directly affecting the head of state!

"Hitler was a politically minded careerist, and although he was grateful for his financial aid alone, it was difficult for him to be regarded as a truly trustworthy colleague." Fang Yan in the carriage thought silently. His investment in Hitler was by no means only to expand the family's industrial power, which made him at least as valued by Himmler and Goebbels as in the latter's mind; But now that he has both a family and a career, and obviously cannot abandon his family and career to follow the Führer like the blonde demon who was swept away by the navy, it is impossible to choose a progressive strategy by refining his seniority in the Kuomintang. However, Fang Yan has his own unique advantages. As a generation of heroes who will forever be recorded in history, Hitler's political ideas have long been studied very thoroughly by later historians; Fang Yan, who knew this well, was also preparing to present himself as a person who was completely like-minded with Hitler, in the hope of gaining a strong appreciation and recognition of himself that was completely different from others in the process of being introduced by the latter as a confidant.

Although Fang Yan did not have the slightest affection for Hitler's theory of extreme racism, for the sake of the future development of his family and Germany's national fortunes, he also decided to temporarily sacrifice his bottom line and discipline. As a time-traveler, Fang Yan deeply understands that Hitler, or the strong anti-Semitic trend of racial revenge he represents, is the cause and effect that will inevitably take root and sprout in Germany before the ink of the Treaty of Versailles is dry; Even if he now uses the power in his hands to get rid of this "Hitler" who is a genius and a demon through assassination, a new "Hitler" will be born on the soil of Germany, which has been transformed, and take the place and role of the former. Therefore, Fang Yan never thought of strangling the far-right force represented by the National Socialist Party and disappearing from the German political scene, but chose a more moderate path that conformed to and waited for an opportunity to change it. In addition, Hitler's astonishing brass and insight on the international stage before 1940 were unprecedented in German history, and they were enough to make any German who had gone through this process feel as if they were being automatically hypnotized. If Fang Yan really killed this person at this time, it would be difficult to find a heroic leader who could compete with him in the future!

Over the next few hours of driving, Fang Yan recalled dusty memories of Hitler's political ideas in his mind, and organically organized them in language that was enough to penetrate the other party's heart. Fortunately, in his previous life, he had accumulated a lot of knowledge in this field, and now he has not encountered any insurmountable obstacles in applying it. By the time the sun crossed the sky, Fang Yan had already organized a well-thought-out set of racist ideas to sell in front of Hitler. At this moment, he was already full of confidence in the upcoming meeting: with his thinking concept that was completely indistinguishable from Hitler's, and a large amount of money from Mark, Fang Yan did not believe that he could not handle an Austrian corporal at a low ebb in his life!

At about 3 p.m., the train arrived at Munich train station on the hour. Fang Yan, who had lived in Italy for two months, returned to the German-speaking world, and felt a little uncomfortable for a while. He first booked a room in a hotel, and then left some of his luggage at the counter: after all, Hitler's eloquence was so impressive that he would not end his first round of speeches without two or three hours, and this time Fang Yan was ready to have an in-depth theoretical discussion with him, and he would not be able to catch the train back to Hamburg tonight!

"Go to the old battery prison in Landsburg." Fang Yan, who had packed his bags, stopped a taxi that passed by the door of the hotel and said lightly. He finally sorted out in his mind the words he was about to sell to Hitler, and there was already a faint anticipation in his eyes.

The walls are cold, and the iron gates are clear. In the afternoon, the sun shines through the windows, bringing a sense of warmth to the 30-square-metre prison quarters. However, in contrast to the style of the cell, this was originally a shared residence for eight people, but now there is only a clean and tidy single bed; What's more, this cell is divided into three areas with distinctly different functions, such as a study, a bedroom, and a living room, which are divided into three areas with distinctly different functions, and when you look at it, it seems that this is not a prison at all, but a high-class guest room in a high-end hotel.

A thin, middle-aged man, sitting behind a square table with several books, was dictating something; Sometimes he pauses and freezes, sometimes he speaks as fast as the wind, and there is a glint in his eyes that keeps flashing, as if he is venting his ideas and ideas. In front of him, a tall young man with a square face and thick eyebrows was quickly recording his dictation on the paper in the Chinese folder in his hand as he spoke. The breeze blew, the pages flipped over, and the young man's eyes glanced slightly, only to see that the more than 100 white sheets of paper before were already filled with his own slightly scribbled records.

“…… Passion has kindled a fire, and the fire has forged a sword, and I have resolved to restore freedom to Sigfried in Germany, and life to the Germanic peoples...... The results of our party's 25-point program have fully proved that our views at that time were correct. ”

The thin man spoke slowly, a smile on his face, as if he was satisfied with his linguistic attainments, and being able to come up with such words was already very satisfying to himself. Looking at the square-faced young man in front of him who was recording quickly, he said again with a little joy: "Hess, this is the end of the first volume of this book. Tomorrow, I will explain in detail in the next volume the 25-point program, which is a very guiding code of conduct for National Socialism. ”

The square-faced young man known as Hess nodded, his expression full of admiration and respect for the thin man in front of him. Ever since he had heard the other man speak at a gathering two years earlier, Hess had felt that his soul had been baptized with light like never before, and he was determined to follow in the dog's footsteps. At this moment, even in a prison cage, Hess did not have the slightest resentment; In his mind, being able to be by the leader's side at all times and listen to his teachings was already the happiest thing for a socialist believer in his country.

"Okay Adolf, I'll go back and sort out today's text first." Hess stood up and saluted the thin man, with the same reverence and humility as ever. He put away the folder in his hand, and prepared to call the jailer to open the door for him; A moment later, however, Hess's brow furrowed slightly, as he heard footsteps speeding down the hallway toward him.

In about ten breaths, a burly jailer appeared at the door of the cell. There was no hint of arrogance or arrogance in his expression as a caretaker, but rather a sense of respect and adoration for the thin man in the iron prison; The jailer paused for a moment, then said in a respectful voice: "Monsieur Hitler, there is a boy of about sixteen or seventeen years of age outside, who claims to be a member of the family of the Hamburg Brom-Fox shipyard passing through Munich, who wants to pay you a visit. I wonder if you have time to meet him? ”

Hearing the jailer's words, the thin man couldn't help but be stunned. Although he has been in this prison for more than four months, and many people have visited him in prison because of his "righteous deeds" in the beer hall coup, the coup d'état is after all last year, and the focus on him is far less intense than it was during the trial. With the containment of the hyperinflation that engulfed Germany and the revival of the German economy brought about by the launch of the Dawes Plan, the coup d'état he had staged at the brink of economic collapse had become out of step with the current situation - and he had lost the favor of the majority of the people. As a result, the number of visitors to him has been scarce, and the thin man remembers his last visit was a little more than a month ago, and since then he has been in the prison, quietly condensing his political ideas into a book that can be passed down to the world.

"Go and ask the boy in. I haven't had a guest here for a long time. The thin man, Adolf Hitler, spoke softly after a moment's silence.