Chapter 158: The Richthofen Hotel
The owner of the Richthofen Hotel is not Richthofen himself, but a joint venture hotel of the Ministry of Defense, the Ministry of the Interior, and private ownership, and its name comes from Richthofen, the first person in the Luftwaffe during World War I, and is a symbol of honor. The latter is an aristocrat, so he will naturally not refuse this opportunity to make a name for himself, and Eric also intends to give this air force ace who happened to survive a chance to leave a name for all generations.
Because Eric and his party were quite numerous, and they were basically pillars of the country, the security forces along the way almost rushed out to surround them into an iron bucket, and the Berlin Police Department even sent people over to form a mobile human wall as the first line of defense.
The atmosphere in the hotel, which had been a little solemn, began to become tense with the arrival of the loaded Wehrmacht soldiers, and Gaihard was also startled by this sudden scene, the pistol without bullets hidden on his body made him a little embarrassed, although he had identification, but from the situation in front of him, it could be seen that there was a big man coming. He actually wanted to get up and walk away from here, but he was anxious to see his brother, so he was entangled for a while.
Seeing that Gaihard suddenly became a little nervous, Madina also approached curiously and said, "What's wrong?" What's there to be nervous about? ”
"Have you forgotten?" Although Gaihard said a little floating, Madina was a very active girl, and immediately remembered the pistol on Gaihard's body.
"Well, you leave it to me for safekeeping, and when you're done here, come to me." What do you think? Madina pretended to be righteous.
Geihard was not a messy man, and his family background was far less rich than that of Madina, and his most trustworthy brother, General Rommel, had no authority in this part of Berlin, let alone the Richthofen Hotel, which brought together high-ranking officials and magnates, and he had to secretly hand Madina a pistol after weighing it again.
This seemingly private activity has long been taken into the eyes of people with a heart, how can the German capital, the land of the powerful in the heart, not have the elite eyeliner of the Ministry of State Security, but the sharp-eyed people naturally saw that the person who put away the pistol was the sister of the first lady, so they did not rush to stop it, but there were still people leaning over.
In the past, Madina and Gaehad naturally didn't notice anyone approaching, but the two months of closed training had greatly improved their alertness.
"Miss, I'll keep it for you, how about it?" Although Madina was already very alert, she still didn't realize that the visitor was standing behind her.
"No need, I'll take care of it." Madina didn't want to lose face in front of Gaehard, so she had to bite the bullet and not pay it.
"I'm sorry, but Your Excellency only has two choices, either I'll leave with you, or I'll leave it for safekeeping." The man in black is not from the Ministry of State Security, but from the Security Bureau, and if he turns a blind eye to the three major departments of the Ministry of State Security, he will not go to the bird.
"Don't you know who I am?" Madina didn't stop when she saw someone coming, so she had to be cheeky and oppress people with her identity.
"Yes." The man in black's answer completely stunned Madina, this plot shouldn't be like this.
The man in black took a few steps back and motioned for Madina to follow him, not to communicate in the hall, where people come and go.
Madina is very beautiful, and her long white dress makes her even more extraordinary, so the pestle is a bit eye-catching in the hall, and people passing by will glance here.
Just when Madina was at a loss, there were dozens of pairs of eyes staring at this place in the hotel, including Oliver and Ivan, who came here to perform official duties, as the leader of the FBI, Ivan is a woman, so she naturally understood Madina's careful thoughts, and wanted to go down to resolve it, but was stopped by Oliver.
"Don't worry, it's not just the FBI here, the lady at 12 o'clock won't be an ordinary person, but it's not clear whether it's the CIA or the MIA." Oliver is even in the embarrassing situation that the FBI is in now, and he doesn't want to offend the CIA and the MIA, let alone get along with the people in the Security Bureau.
Although the Security Service is also part of the Ministry of State Security, it has never followed Hans Kluge's instructions and is directly accountable to the president.
"It's supposed to be the CIA, right? Isn't the Military Intelligence Agency in charge of foreign countries? "Ivan has his own guesses.
"Abroad? Aren't the people here? "After all, Oliver is from the Ghost Bureau, and he has been in this business for almost 10 years, and his way of thinking is far stronger than that of a professional like Ivan.
Just when the two were still communicating, the door gradually became lively, and the president and his party appeared in everyone's eyes.
Madina was already standing between the president and her with two armed Wehrmacht soldiers, and as Eric and his party entered the middle of the hall, the atmosphere of lively communication became more intense. Rommel, as the host of lunch, naturally walked in the front position, and saw Geihard at a glance. And Dinah, who was already preoccupied, also saw Madina standing out from the crowd at a glance, but the appearance in front of her was not normal.
Dinah rounded the crowd and walked towards Madina when she was blocked by two members of the Security Bureau, and when she confirmed Dinah's guess.
"Madame, Miss Madina has a gun in her hand." The staff of the Security Bureau immediately explained the reason.
Dinah also trembled when she heard this, after all, this occasion is too big, when a head of state communicates with a foreign guest in the hall, someone here has a gun, no matter what you say, it will make people nervous. It's good that Madina's identity is there, otherwise she would have been secretly disposed of a long time ago.
Dinah frowned and walked up to Martina and said, "What's going on?" What are you doing here with a gun? Hand it over. ”
Madina thought that her sister was here to solve the siege, but she also wanted her to hand over the gun, thinking that it would be a shame to hand it over if she handed it over? I suddenly felt aggrieved, and my eyes were red. Gaihard, who couldn't sit still for a long time, saw the first lady walking towards Madina and knew what was going to happen, and after hearing the conversation between the two, he didn't want to pretend to be okay anymore, but because he couldn't get closer, he had to say in a slightly louder voice on the periphery: "Madam, the gun is mine, and it has nothing to do with Princess Madina." ”
Although the sound is not loud, the key point has been heard by everyone, the gun.
It's just that the people present have all gone through strong winds and waves, and there is no chaos, but the original conversation stopped abruptly and seemed a little abrupt.
In this group of abrupt people, there was one person who was embarrassed.
Naturally, Eric also noticed the situation here, he saw Gaechard first, then the Dinah sisters, but then he looked at Gaechard and then at Rommel, although he didn't know the details but also guessed a rough idea.
At President Eric's instructions, both Madina and Gaechard were taken away, followed by Rommel and Dinah.
The president's dinner was not bad, and he chose the largest room, and the seats were all high-level German officials, and all the foreign guests were not invited.
This meal is not Eric's temporary idea, but in order to let everyone get together appropriately to enhance each other's feelings, post-war Germany did not waste half of its time on the purge and civil strife, but went all out to develop the military and economy, this kind of high-intensity work is not words can describe, that is the need for all aspects of the full dedication and cooperation.
Eric stood up with his glass and said, "It's Christmas soon, everyone has been busy all year and it's been really hard, I won't thank them one by one, we have achieved enough to go down in history for future generations to admire." But we still have a long way to go, and while the country is developing rapidly, we must also start to let the voice of Germany be heard and felt by our neighbors! ”