July 4, Independence Day of the United States. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoA grand reception is taking place at the U.S. Embassy in France. John first met his "partner", Captain Davis from the White House Secret Service, in a small hidden room in the embassy.

As soon as they met, John was taken aback by this Marine captain from Kentucky.

Without him, this captain looked too much like the deputy John had in his previous life at UPS's Louisville Operations Center, and he would be a man if he had a goatee on it. If it weren't for the guy named Davis, who broke his tail vertebrae while skiing, John would not have been on duty at the operation center on the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, let alone traveled to the current time and space.

Thanks to John's clear recollection, on the night he crossed, that Davis was still lying in the hospital, not in the operation center, otherwise he would have wondered if the captain in front of him would also be a "crosser".

Unlike the free-spirited and braggadocio Davis in his previous life, the captain in front of him is a shrewd, capable, and resolute professional agent. In just half an hour, he sent John's first report back to Washington by coded telegram. Then he began to ask about John's next plans.

Captain Davis bluntly told John that there were three main tasks for his trip. One was to protect John's personal safety during the expedition, the second was to maintain confidential correspondence between John and Miss Lehand, and the third was to provide necessary assistance to John in case of professional military problems. Other than that, all expeditions were conducted by John, who did not interfere.

"That means, I don't need to have you with me all the time, do I?" John had a lot of personal matters to do, and he didn't want to have an outsider "watching" him at that time.

"Of course, you can think of me as a driver, a bodyguard, or a personal assistant or something. Let me serve you well, in short, everything is up to you. Davis knew he wasn't defending the president in the White House right now, and he didn't want to make the atmosphere too serious: "I'll tell you the truth, the Secret Service is a bunch of errands in the White House." It was by helping the F.D.R. walk his dog well that I got the opportunity to travel overseas at public expense. ”

John was amused by the sudden display of humor from the "Imperial Guard", "Well, Mr. Captain, I hope you have a good time in Europe this time." We're leaving for Berlin tomorrow. Until then, I suggest you go to the Moulin Rouge. ”

Returning from the embassy to Consuelo's cousin's house, John began to pack his bags. Now that he was accompanied by a professional bodyguard like Davis, the men sent by Reilly before didn't have to follow him. Two men were left to protect Adele and Ella, while the others went to Algiers to keep an eye on Duvier. John didn't bother to clean up the three squires now, and let the bodyguards go and make some trouble for them first.

Early the next morning, John and Davis, dressed in civilian clothes, boarded a train to Berlin.

"You're dressed nicely, you look like a business person." Yesterday, Davis's outfit was so eye-catching that he almost had "I'm an agent" written on his face.

"Yesterday I was dressed so formally, the Parisian girls didn't dare to talk to me." Davis said with some annoyance.

Yo, this guy really went to the Moulin Rouge. John was happy, and it was strange that he went to the red light district in the same way he was yesterday, and not be treated as a police agent.

"I heard you're from Kentucky?" John began to chat with Davis.

"Yes, Christshire." Davis nodded, "You've been there?" ”

"Did anyone say you and President Davis look alike?" As he spoke, John gestured with his hand to his face.

"He's my distant ancestor, and our family has a square jaw of brains." Davis is proud of his ancestors as president of the Confederate States of America.

The jaw of Davis in his previous life was also square and large, and it may really be the grandchild of Captain Davis in front of him. John secretly sighed that the genetics of this family are really strong.

In those days, it was more than a day's train ride from Paris to Berlin, and there was no Schengen agreement, so John and his family had to stay in Frankfurt for one night to go through immigration procedures. Fortunately, Davis is a very qualified "errand runner", and everything is well organized.

After changing passenger trains from Frankfurt to the Reich Railways, Johann and the others met a young German lawyer on board. Walter, a native of Frankfurt, graduated from the University of Bonn with a degree in law and got a job as a paralegal at a private law firm in Berlin.

Walter had a very standard Germanic appearance, with blonde hair and blue eyes, a long skull and a narrow face, and an angular facial contour, very handsome and handsome. The young man, who spoke English very well, was very enthusiastic about inviting John to taste the sausage sandwich that his mother had made herself.

John had a crush on the young lawyer, and they talked a lot along the way.

"You Americans have a misunderstanding about the Führer." When John spoke of the Jewish question, Walter was somewhat aggrieved by his admired Führer, "We are fighting the unscrupulous Jewish merchants, the vermin who suck the blood of the country and the people." It does not include Jews who have contributed to the country, they can apply to be honored Germanic. ”

John knew that Walter was not lying. The German Nazi genocide of the Jews began only after the invasion of Poland, and their current repression of the Jews is at least in accordance with the law, although it is not fair to the Jews.

Even after the Nazis began their genocide against the Jews, there were still nearly 200,000 Jews in Germany who served Germany under the label of "honorary Germans". This included such senior military generals as Goering's deputy, Air Marshal Milch, and Admiral Roger (who had been awarded the Knight's Cross with Oak Leaf and a katana from the Emperor of Japan).

"I don't like Jewish businessmen either, Walter." John responded, "But it is very unjust to judge a man whether he is guilty or not on the basis of his blood. ”

"You have not lived through the Weimar Republic, and you will not understand the hatred of the Jews by us Germans." Walter argued, "When you and your family can only eat a few pitiful potatoes a day, those Jews are squandering the hard-earned money they squeeze out of you." When I was a child, I saw children about my age starved to death. If it weren't for the Führer, we would still be starving under the oppression of those black-hearted Jews. ”

"So, are you going to take revenge on them like this?" John pointed out the window to the platform, where several young men in Hitler Youth uniforms were beating a Jewish-looking middle-aged fat man.

"The police will stop them." Walter shrugged his shoulders, "There is indeed some excesses among the people, but the government still talks about the law. As far as I know, you black Americans are not much better off than our Jews here. ”

"......" John was speechless.

While Walter got up to go to the bathroom, Davis, who had been pretending to sleep on the side, whispered to John: "BOSS, this young man is not simple, be careful when you speak." ”

"What, did you find anything?" John was startled.

"Intuition." Davis said mysteriously.

Although John was unimpressed by Davis's intuition, he dismissed the idea of continuing to discuss the Dejie territorial dispute. When Walter returned, the conversation turned to Goethe, Beethoven and Nietzsche. John was surprised that this young lawyer, who loved Hegel, had also studied Marx's philosophy of dialectical materialism.

Hearing that Johan's visit was intended to inspect and sell some properties in Germany, Walter was also very enthusiastic in introducing Johan's law firm. He said that if John was willing to hire his boss, Dr. Herbert Melchen, as a lawyer, they could introduce John to a number of powerful buyers.

Johan accepted the business card that Walter had handed him and was going to inquire about the Melchen law firm when he arrived in Berlin before making a decision.

When the train arrived in Berlin, Stole, who had received Consuelo's notice in advance, had already sent someone to pick them up on the platform. John and the others got into a Mercedes and went to the holiday villa that Stoller had prepared for them.

It must be said that Davis's intuition is still very sharp. After saying goodbye to John, the young lawyer, Walter, turned around and went to the Imperial Central Security Service.

As soon as they entered, they were already targeted by the Gestapo. They wondered what the purpose of the trip was for this unusually high-profile young American tycoon in Paris. Especially when a strange diplomat "assistant" suddenly appeared next to John. (Because Davis had previously lived in the U.S. Embassy, the Gestapo's intelligence agency in France treated him like a diplomat on a special mission.) ）

Unlike John, a two-knife intelligence officer, Walter Scherenberg, 28, is an expert in the intelligence community. As a section chief in the General Security Service, he had a distinguished role in the Night of the Long Knives, the Tukhachevsky case, the Fritsch affair, and the annexation of Austria. At a young age, he became an SS assault squadron leader and was Himmler's darling, known as "Heydrich's little fox".

The law firm of Melhen, which he introduced John, is also a law firm secretly controlled by the Gestapo. The owner of the law firm, Doctor of Law and Economics, Herbert Melchen, was also an SS district captain (equivalent to a major general).

It is foreseeable that in the coming days, John's every move will be under the close supervision of the Gestapo.