At eight o'clock in the evening of August 15, Chen Dao hurried to Goering's house, and soon found Goering in the basement of the villa under the guidance of the housekeeper. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The basement of the villa has two floors, one is a wine cellar and the other has been converted into a small museum.

When Chen Dao walked into the museum, he saw Goering holding a magnifying glass and standing at a table studying antiques.

Sensing that Chen Dao had entered the basement, Goering looked up at Chen Dao and nodded slightly, then lowered his head and continued to study the antiques on the table.

Chen Dao walked to the table, stared at the antiques on the table, and looked at a bronze object about thirty or forty centimeters high.

The bronze is composed of two parts, a tiger and a human, with the tiger's back two legs and a tiger's tail, and three fulcrums supporting the main body;

Looking at the bronze from the front, the tiger is expressive, the mouth is fangs, the front feet are clawed tightly to hold a thing that looks like a human and a non-human, the object looks sideways at the tattoo, the hands climb high on the tiger's shoulders, the face has no fear expression, the legs are engraved with snake patterns, the feet are half-squatting, stepping on the tiger's feet.

The bronzes are covered with patina, and a breath of history comes from the pavement.

Chen Dao subconsciously rubbed his hands, then pointed to the bronze and said, "Is this shape ・・・・・・ from the Shang and Zhou dynasties?" ”

Goering raised his head and said in confusion: "What Shang and Zhou periods?" I don't know, here's the instruction manual, you can see for yourself. ”

Chen Dao saw a thin booklet on the table.

After hurriedly skimming through the contents of the instruction manual, Chen Dao pointed to the bronze on the table and shouted excitedly: "Tiger cannibal, late Yin Shang period, I didn't guess wrong. The Japanese are really bleeding this time, and they are even willing to take out antiques of this level, but I don't plan to thank them. ”

"I can see that this thing is very valuable, tell me, how much is this thing worth?" Goering asked.

"Vulgar, vulgar and unbearable." Chen Dao angrily stretched out three fingers to Goering.

"Three thousand years, this tiger cannibal has a history of at least three thousand years, and it is a priceless treasure, and its value cannot be measured by such a vulgar thing as money."

"Three thousand years・・・・・・ look at this craft, you're right, it's priceless. The Japanese showed great sincerity this time, and if it weren't for the fact that there was a greater profit waiting for us, for the sake of this antique, I would almost have forgiven their sins. Goering said.

"Do you know why Japanese people are so generous?" Chen Dao asked.

"Why?" Goering asked, puzzled.

"Because this thing is not Japanese at all, of course they can give it away generously. Japan's well-documented history barely lasts more than 2,000 years. Three thousand years ago, their ancestors were still living on trees, how could they have made such exquisite bronzes. It is clear that this bronze was stolen from China by the Japanese. ”

After listening to Chen Dao's explanation, Goering suddenly realized.

"I see, it seems necessary for us to liquidate the banditry of the Japanese and make them hand over all the antiquities looted from all over the world and hand them over to the right people for safekeeping."

Chen Dao saw Goering's fat big hand volleying into the air and making a virtual grasping motion, as if he was grasping countless riches.

"I don't think we can overestimate the morality of the Japanese, what if it's a fake? We have to find an expert to identify it, so as not to be deceived. ”

"I've already made arrangements, and the experts will be there tomorrow. Can I go to rest now? Goering said.

"Of course, you act according to the original plan, and the following plan will be carried out by me and the Führer." Chen Dao said.

After one night, Chen Dao received two messages, one good and one "bad".

The good news is that after expert identification, the "Tiger Man-Eater" sent by Hiroshi Oshima is genuine.

The "bad" news was that his dear brother-in-law, Marshal Goering, had to be admitted to the hospital because of his overexcitement and suffered another heart attack.

The hospitalization of Marshal Goering, the second man in the Greater German Reich, naturally attracted the attention of all parties.

Party and government dignitaries from all walks of life, headed by Hitler, went to the hospital one after another to visit Goering, and Goering's bedside was indispensable for the company of "His Excellency Brother-in-law."

Staying at Goering's bedside, two days passed in a flash.

In the early morning of 18 August, at Goering's advice, Chen Dao left the hospital and went to the Chancellery to attend a meeting convened by Hitler.

After getting off the car in the parking lot of the Prime Minister's Office, Chen Dao stood next to the car and did not immediately go to the conference room.

After waiting for about ten minutes, Chen Dao waited for the person he was waiting for.

"My esteemed Mr. National Leader, long time no see."

As soon as Himmler got out of the car, Chen Dao stepped forward and gave Himmler a warm hug.

After a few words of greeting, Chen Dao asked bluntly, "Do you know the theme of today's meeting?" ”

"I heard that there was a discussion about how to deal with the impact of Rabe's Diary?" Himmler said.

Without waiting for Chen Dao to answer, Himmler spoke first.

"You are waiting for me here, is there any instruction from the Führer?"

"There were no instructions from the Führer, only a reminder from an old friend. Today's meeting is very important, we are friends, and in case you can't guarantee political correctness in today's meeting, I'm here to remind you. Chen Dao said.

Himmler pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and said solemnly: "Tell me in detail, what do you need me to do?" ”

"What I need you to do is to be objective and consistent with the majority of people when you express your opinions. It must not be subjective, especially not to accommodate my ideas, so as to ensure political correctness. ”

Himmler's small eyes blinked behind his glasses.

"Well, after the meeting starts, I'm going to try to be objective, try to be on the side of the majority, you, what exactly are you trying to do? Do you want to be the enemy of the majority? Himmler asked.

"As I said, you don't have to worry about my position, as long as you are in line with the majority, you can remain politically correct."

Although there was still a suspicion in his heart, Himmler nodded in agreement.

"Thank you for the reminder."

Today's meeting must be extraordinary, Himmler put away his previous casualness, cheered up, and followed Chen Dao into the conference room.

At eight o'clock sharp, Hitler walked into the conference room almost in time.

After looking around the room, Hitler's gaze rested on Field Marshal Milch, Minister of Aviation, and General Jeshunek, Chief of the General Staff of the Air Force.

"Where's Herman? Why did he ・・・・・・?" Hitler said halfway, and then tapped himself on the head.

"I forgot about Herman's hospitalization, Heinz, how is Herman's condition, is he better today?" Hitler asked.

"Basically, I am out of danger of life, and I can be discharged from the hospital after two days of observation." Chen Dao said.

Hitler nodded heavily, and then said solemnly: "You all know the topic of today's meeting, which is to discuss the negative impact of the book "Rabe's Diary" on us, everyone has to talk about your views, who will speak first?" (To be continued.) )