Late at night, the city falls asleep as usual.

Even in the most prosperous New York, only some docks are still busy at this time. After all, tens of thousands of tons of goods come in and out of the area every day, and dock workers have to work in three shifts.

Nevertheless, the goods unloaded on the docks were always piled up, so from time to time one would hear the foreman sternly reprimand:

"Hurry up and move this pair to the warehouse, you slackers!

"There's a bunch of them over there, oops, this is the Smith Company's urgent goods, hurry up and load them directly into the truck!" Hurry up, it's getting dawn! Slacker! ”

Pier 17 in Upper New York Bay was no exception, the workers worked hard under the foreman's watch, and the men in charge of maintaining the security of the docks patrolled the neighborhood as usual, but today the guys were extra vigilant, and none of them hid in some dark corner to nap as usual, even if they smoked on the fire, they seemed to be cautious.

"It's been a fucking shit!" A guy with a big face and a thick face spit out a big puff of cigarette angrily, although they are men, they are actually thugs watching the scene, they look very majestic, but they can only get a few dozen dollars a month. However, their boss may not be as worried about money as they are, and this dock can bring him a very objective income every month, which is said to be enough to make five thousand prostitutes break their legs, and all of them are of the highest quality, what a spectacle of such a scene!

Another guy with delicate little hair and looking to be in his thirties said to Yinghe: "That's not it, on such a cold day, the uncles are still frozen here, even if they are frozen, they are not allowed to drink, they are not allowed to drink, they are not allowed to drink, they are not allowed to drink, they are not paid overtime, and they are not paid overtime pay......

"Okay, okay, I'm not afraid that the boss will tear your mouth apart when he hears it!" A chubby, small-looking guy interrupted the split-head, and he looked around warily. It's as if their head will appear like a ghost at any moment.

Unfortunately, this group of low-level thugs did not know that their leader, the guy nicknamed "The Doctor", had already boarded a cruise ship that was about to leave for the Far East with his cronies at this time.

The ghosts did not appear, but hundreds of dark shadows quietly appeared around the docks. Under the cover of the noise of the docks, they quickly surrounded the place.

"Listen, people on the docks, you're surrounded by police! Everyone lay down on the spot. Otherwise, you will bear the consequences! ”

When a not-so-pleasant voice came out of the loudspeaker, a large number of New York police officers in black police uniforms and armed with revolvers, appeared from the darkness around the docks, which immediately made the people on the docks dumbfounded, even the muttering thugs just now. Facing the guns of the police, these thugs with only sticks and daggers look at me, I look at you, and finally focus on the chubby, round-faced guy.

"Look at it, it's like a sieve! Do it! ”

So a strong man lay on the ground stupidly, and his movements were much faster and more standardized than those dock workers. Only the fat, round-faced guy took out a pistol from his body while others weren't looking, and quietly threw it into a corner.

There are no conflicts. There was no resistance. The police took control of the dock with great ease, and the only discordant sound came from a small wooden freighter docked at the dock, where sailors cut the cable and tried to escape. However, they had not yet left the dock and were intercepted by two patrol boats waiting outside. As soon as the bolts on the two 200-ton steel patrol boats sounded, the people on the small cargo ship obediently gave up resistance.

"Report to the director, we found some smuggled cigarettes in the dock warehouse, and we also found about 2,000 bottles of smuggled wine on the freighter that tried to escape just now!"

The police officer reported to his boss with a happy face, but after hearing this, the chubby director did not have the slightest happy expression. Just then, another police officer escorted the chubby, round-faced guy over.

"Director, this is the little boss guarding the docks!"

The director had an expression at this time, he looked at the other party coldly, and asked in the same cold tone:

"Where's your chief?"

"Mr. Police. I'm just in charge of the docks, and I don't know where the ground is! ”

"Huh?" Director Fat Dun dragged the word for a long time, but stared at the fat round face unkindly.

"I really don't know!" The chubby round face is still the pitiful image.

"Take it down, and then bring it to me when he's willing to say it!" Director Fat Dun said and gave his deputy a look.

The deputy comprehended, and waved his hand to let the two police officers behind him escort the fat round face away.

At the same time, hundreds of New York police officers raided nearby suspected Free Army dens and discovered two clandestine warehouses, a small underground firearms factory, and several basements used to hide supplies. The police arrested low-ranking members of the group who had no idea where the leaders had gone.

With a long whistle, the Japanese cruise ship Myoko slowly departed its dock with a sudden number of passengers, and over the next two weeks, it would cross the Panama Canal and the Pacific Ocean and finally reach far Asia.

On December 12, 1915, the day before the Washington Naval Conference, the German government demanded a deadline for the U.S. government to hand over the murderers, and the U.S. government surrendered 17 members of the British Free Army, two of whom admitted to shooting at the Kaiser and his entourage, and the other 15 were directly or indirectly involved in the assassination outside the Museum of Urban Art in New York. The German delegation expressed its readiness to accept the outcome and sent representatives to participate in the indictments and trials against the 17 persons.

That morning, Rainey's funeral was held in a small church in the western suburbs of Washington.

For security reasons, the funeral was closed to the public, so only members of the German delegation, special envoys sent by the United States Government, and more than a dozen naval and army officers came to pay their respects.

The funeral is buried in earth, and the ceremony is not complicated. A German priest recites a eulogy and prays for the dead, after which three German Royal Guard soldiers and three U.S. Army soldiers carry the coffin, covered with the German flag, to the cemetery.

The cemetery is very close to the church, which is a small cemetery, remote and quiet.

Before the coffin was buried, two rows of German Royal Guard soldiers fired their guns, and the sound of Mauser rifles was particularly crisp in the silent air.

Finally, a light rain began to fall in the sky. This is a good sign in Western funerals, meaning that the soul of the deceased can enter the kingdom of heaven without any problems.

"Rest in peace! Amen! ”

Chen Tian finally did not wear his gray military uniform again, but changed into a rare black dress, which he did not wear so solemnly even at the funeral of Wilhelm II.

The rustle of shoveling, the rustle of the leaves of the wind, but no one was crying.

"Go in peace, I'll fulfill that wish for you!" Chen Tian muttered silently, and then sprinkled the petals in his hand on the soil.

Today. Although Chen Tian has become the emperor of Germany, he still does not have the ability to immediately realize Rainey's wish, but in another 20 or even 15 years at most, this wish will definitely become a reality, not only for Rainey, not only for himself in that world and this world, but also for countless living beings.

After filling in the soil and erecting the monument, Lisa, who had not spoken, gently put the bouquet in her hand in front of the tombstone, and then glanced at the inscription:

Loyal as a dog, brave as a tiger!

Light rain in the weather. The air is exceptionally fresh. Chen Tian took Lisa to walk in this small cemetery. Occasionally, I stop in front of a tombstone. Unlike Eastern customs, Western cemeteries are not only a haven for the dead, but also a place for people to take a leisurely stroll. A cemetery, regardless of its size and burial personnel, is usually worth meadows and seasonal flowers. Most of the burials here are German expatriates and Germans living in Washington, D.C., and some of the tombstones have white flowers in front of them.

"Hopefully Rainey will have a good time here, at least he will find a lot of German-speaking people to talk to here!" Chen Tian said lightly, he hoped that he could be buried in such a beautiful place after his death, so that he could enjoy the quiet that he had never enjoyed in his life.

"It's a pity we can't come to see him often!" Lisa was a little reluctant, knowing that the children liked Rainey very much, and they might be disappointed if they couldn't see Rainey when they went back this time.

Chen Tian was silent.

In the drizzling rain, Sino could no longer see the familiar coastline, and the boat he was on was heading south. The next step is through the Bahamas and the Caribbean Sea, and across the Panama Canal into the vast Pacific Ocean.

The damp sea breeze allowed the cold to penetrate the thick coat of man's body, but Sino had been standing in the passage next to the side of the ship for nearly half an hour, and only the air here could sober him up.

"Japan! What kind of country is that? Sino's mind was full of such questions now, and since the "doctor" had told him clearly that he would explain everything to him when he arrived in Japan, he could only speculate about the uncertain future. He didn't speak Japanese, he hadn't even met a few Japanese people, he was good for nothing but what he had learned in military schools and the army, and sometimes Sino really didn't understand why the "doctor" had brought him to Japan.

In addition to the "Medic", there are nine companions in the same shape as Sino. These were all relatively high status in the organization, and those thug-level members did not follow the ship.

The Japanese cruise ship runs between New York and Yokohama once a week, and at least 30 percent of the rooms are vacant.

Finally feeling a little cold, Sino took out a cigarette, but the matches that could be struck were blown out by the sea breeze again and again, and he barely lit the cigarette until the seventh time. After taking a puff, Sino heard a very stiff English sentence coming from behind him:

"Hey, do you want to see the view?"

When Sino looked back, he saw a Japanese crew member who was about 7 meters tall and looked like he was only about 10,000 years old. He didn't know at this time that such a height was very rare in Japan.

"Uh-huh!" Sino replied simply.

"Smoke?" The crew member made a gesture of holding a cigarette between his fingers.

Sino nodded, and pulled out a pack of Camel brand cigarettes from his jacket pocket, which was one of the most famous cigarettes in the United States at this time.

"Thank you!" The young crew took the cigarette, pulled one out of it, and returned the rest to Sino.

Only then did Sino remember that he only had this pack of cigarettes, and he didn't know if he would be able to buy them in Japan in the future, or if the people there wouldn't smoke at all.

"Americans?" The Japanese crew asked, borrowing the already lit cigarette from Sino by the way.

Sino shook his head, then nodded again.

The Japanese didn't ask any more questions, lit his own cigarette and returned the sinonegan, then stood beside him and smoked silently, and only after a while did he say "good smoke".

"Is Japan big?"

Although he had seen Japan on a world map and a globe, Sino had never noticed how big Japan really was, and his impression seemed to be that it was only composed of a few small islands.

"Big, big, big! There are so many people, so many villages and cities, and so many mountains, rivers, forests and lakes! "The crew seemed to love their homeland, but anyone who has been to the United States and Japan will find that Japan is so small in comparison, and only patriotic and arrogant people think that Japan is big, and there is no clear boundary between the two.

Sino asked by the way: "Oh! Beautiful there? ”

"Of course, very, very beautiful!" The crew still had an intoxicated expression on their faces, and in a few days he would be setting foot on the soil of his homeland.

"Beautiful hometown......" muttered Sino, who had been away from his homeland for more than half a year, and who did not seem to know when he would be able to return to England, and who could not help but think of his lost contact with his family, his parents, his wife, and a pair of children, all of which were the most direct consequences of the war.

"By the way, do you have relatives and friends in Japan?" The young crew member asked suddenly.

Sino shook his head.

"Going into business?" The man asked again.

Sino still shook his head.

The man still didn't give up, "Travel? ”

Sino paused for a moment before nodding.

"I think you'll get a lot out of it! The scenery and food may even have an erotic encounter! After the crew member finished a bunch of garbled words, he got up from the stool he had just sat on, "It's time for me to go on duty, good luck!" ”

Sino waved his hand at him, thinking that the Japanese character seemed to be good, but unfortunately the simple first impression often gave people an illusion, and Sino did not know that when the sea breeze was blowing on this ship that had been far away from the United States, Snovo's body had just been found by the New York police on a beach, the body had his hands tied behind his back, and his face still had the expression of horror when he died. Of course, the New York police would not know that Snow was one of the snipers who assassinated the Kaiser, because Northworth was a "black account" in the United States with no identity information, and dead people could not speak.

Sino sighed lonely, and he had a feeling that he was getting farther and farther away from the answer.