Killing people is not a dinner party, you can know the time and place, many people casually say, I want to kill so-and-so, but there are very few people who really dare to kill. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

An assassin is not an assassin who can kill people to be an assassin, Zhao Xiang has never killed anyone, let alone an assassin, and it has been quite difficult to support him to this point with his enthusiasm from the beginning.

Lying in the room of the Sarajevo family hotel, watching the old incandescent lamp above his head emit different levels of light with the instability of the current, just like Zhao Xiang's mood at the moment, sometimes excited, sometimes low, like a madman lying on the bed, looking at the fluorescent lamp with empty eyes, the expression on his face changed with the change of mood, sometimes smiling, sometimes sad and depressed.

The ground was covered with crumpled white paper, and since he stayed in the family hotel in the afternoon, Zhao Xiang had been planning how to assassinate Ferdinand, and he had devised countless possibilities on the drawings, all of which were ultimately rejected.

He could not expect that, as in history, Archduke Ferdinand's car would turn the wrong and stop right in front of his eyes, leaving his fate in the hands of God, as is what Westerners do.

The crown prince of the Austro-Hungarian Empire must have a set of strict security measures when traveling, and all roads along the border will be strictly checked, and the first thing to consider is how to avoid inspection and where to hide the guns, which Zhao Xiang has not been able to solve perfectly.

The second is the process of assassination, which can not only kill Ferdinand, but also protect himself from being killed, after all, he is a Serb, which can give Austria-Hungary enough excuse to send troops to Seville, and Seven tells him that he will return to the space hall three days after completing the mission.

The historical Princip was caught after the assassination of Ferdinand, confessed to his crime, and Austria-Hungary used this as an excuse to send troops to Serbia, but Zhao Xiang could not guarantee that after he assassinated Ferdinand, the angry royal guards could leave their lives, and their lives should be in their own hands, and they should not be pinned on the sympathy of the enemy.

For the next few days, Princip kept himself locked in his room, except for going out to eat and buying cigarettes, he barely left his room, and there was nothing unusual about Meiyu in the whole room, except for the crumpled white paper that was thrown out every day.

Curious, the landlord also came up to investigate, Zhao Xiang opened the door with blood-red eyes, and the landlord left the room with a smile after seeing the waste paper scattered on the floor in the room and the unfinished "paintings" on the desk.

Painters, or more appropriately called artists, in Europe at this time, were still full of respect for artists, and after the further emancipation of the mind, all kinds of artists sprung up in the early twentieth century.

When the landlord confirmed that Zhao Xiang was an artist, he immediately became more enthusiastic, waiting for Zhao Xiang to come downstairs to eat every day, and also prepared meals for him, free meals.

Although Zhao Xiang (Princip) looks very young now, who knows if he will become a world-famous artist in the future? You must know that the family hotel where Mozart stayed when he and his father went to Austria to study when he was a child is now a mecca for musicians from all over the world.

Obviously, this landlord has such an idea, in case Zhao Xiang becomes famous, he can write the things that Zhao Xiang once found inspiration in the hotel on the hotel's honor wall, and become the pride of the family (in Europe, family hotels are generally inherited, passed down from generation to generation, and there are many centuries-old shops.) ）

After staying for a week, Zhao Xiang finally had a general idea, now there is a lack of some key equipment and other things, and Zhao Xiang needs to go out to purchase, after all, stay in the hotel, and the weapon will not run into your hands.

First of all, Zhao Xiang went to a bar to drink a little wine, the beer of this era is not yet mature, but it already has the general taste of later generations, but maybe because of the fermentation technology, Zhao Xiang is still not used to drinking.

The bar is a mixed place, Zhao Xiang is missing some things now, and he doesn't know where to buy it, so he can only try his luck at the bar, after all, the bar in this era is not a place for people to have fun in later generations, and now his main function is an information exchange center.

Contrary to Zhao Xiang's expectations, this place is a little different from the Belgrade where he stayed before, Belgrade is the capital of Serbia, and the law and order is very stable, while here is the land just occupied by Austria-Hungary, some resistance organizations are still active underground, and the law and order are very chaotic.

Look closely at these people who sell marijuana, they all have bulging waists, obviously holding a weapon, and some people show the weapons on their waists from time to time, looking around with a fierce expression, as if they are speeding up others, I am a thorn, don't mess with me.

"Hey, man, you must have some trouble with your sad face, tell me if you have any difficulties, in Sarajevo, there is nothing that my old John can't solve!"

A bearded man saw Zhao Xiang sitting at the bar and walked over quickly, and a bartender skillfully handed him a large glass of beer, which was full of weight, at least much more than the one in Zhao Xiang's hand.

"Come have a drink, little one!" After speaking, he touched a glass with Zhao Xiang vigorously, and then as his Adam's apple continued to roll, a large glass of beer was poured into his stomach like this.

Zhao Xiang also raised his wine glass, took a big sip, drank most of the beer in the cup, and then looked at the man in front of him: "Hello old John, my name is Princip, I am from ・・・・・・"

"Don't talk about these useless things, I'm not here to listen to your story, you tell me what trouble you're in right now, or what help you need, as long as you pay a starting price, in Sarajevo, there's nothing I can't do! Men should be refreshed! If you don't believe me, you can ask the people in the bar and everyone knows my name! You say don't you? ”

At the last sentence, Old John's voice was visibly raised, and this sentence was for the people in the bar to hear.

However, these people did not cooperate with Old John, but laughed: "Haha, Old John, why did you come here today?" Old John is bragging again. Come and listen, everyone."

"Hahaha, young man, I advise you to stay away from old John, or you will feel better."

Although the people in the bar were all joking, Zhao Xiang still heard a hint of warning, or vigilance, from their tones.