The world is really big, and as I said before, there are things that happen at the same time. When the German submarines left the dock and sailed at a slow pace into the vast expanse of the ocean, most people were still intoxicated by their dreams.

But not all people have the good fortune to have a good and peaceful sleep in the silence of the night. In a heavily guarded castle, another beautifully shaped glass fell against the wall, leaving a trail of red wine on the white wall.

Linus Sebastian had changed two of his accommodations, but he still couldn't find the slightest sense of security. German intelligence is investigating him, the German military is investigating him, and even Germany's industrial councils are investigating him. These days he seems to be a rat crossing the street, to the point where everyone shouts at him, and just a few weeks ago he was a guest of honor at the German Minister of Industry, Speer.

At that time, he could really be said to be calling for the wind and rain to look at the world. The industrial department owed him countless sums of money, and Speer even whispered a plea for him to delay the payment of interest on the loan for the sake of the people's feelings. He could even casually ask the Führer to personally award him an Imperial Sword Diamond Knight Iron Cross that no marshal did have, and become Accardo's guest.

Just a dozen days ago, he fantasized about monopolizing the oil lifeblood of the empire and becoming the uncrowned king of the country. Once this is achieved, he can even influence who will be elected to the Führer and when the war will end in the country. Countless imperial marshals and generals were friends with him, and he never even worried that he would be plotted against by others.

But all this happened so suddenly, and the means were despicable and even a little outrageous. Elementary school students would not use such a shameless method to frame them, and this kind of dirty water that wants to cover up is simply full of flaws. But when all the newspapers on the streets and alleys published the news that he was a Soviet spy at the same time, he realized that as a monopoly chaebol behind the scenes, his influence on the country was not as great as he imagined.

Although he may not be inferior to Accardo's existence in the upper echelons, he is just an ordinary person among the workers and ordinary people. Even everyone doesn't know what he did, why he became a spy for the Soviet Union, a country that was about to lose the war.

"40 newspapers! 40 newspapers! I own at least 10 percent of these newspapers! They just published news that was unfavorable to me! They didn't even call me!" Lynus snarled as he sat on his couch in hatred, his voice a little sharp and strange because of hysteria. This is how he vents his frustration these days, and his men can only stand by and watch their leader roar.

Explanation, it has long been explained, these newspapers, before the publication of this news, were already stationed by the SS special operations units. The SS officers who had benefited from Linus were all cleaned up, and not a single one was spared.

If Reinhardt and other SS high-ranking leaders were still timid when dealing with these big plutocrats, then it can really be said that they can be caught without a problem when dealing with these big plutocrats. As for the SS high-ranking people who usually call Linus brothers, who are not politically staunch Accardor loyalists, at this time, as long as they report the bribes they received, Reinhardt should be entitled to pay bonuses in advance.

As for the side of the army intelligence, three generals in Berlin were directly detained, and the call was made to General Kleist's headquarters, who had just returned to Denmark. Hearing the intelligence services ask him about his relationship with Linus, the commander of the army group guarding Norway and Denmark was so frightened that he flew back to Berlin to meet Accardo himself, and did not even dare to bring his own gun into the city of Berlin.

After all, Linus still underestimated the Führer, and underestimated the Führer's deep-rooted influence within the German military. Brauchitsch personally ordered the arrest of 23 generals of various departments in the wolf's den, and 544 officers, including 4 generals, were quarantined for examination, and all this did not even make a ripple in the huge army.

The Berlin police chief committed suicide by swallowing a gun in his office when he saw the newspaper, and two of the five chiefs of the precincts were pressed to their desks by their men waiting for the SS to arrive. The other three honestly explained everything, and they didn't even have the courage to fight desperately. When 3,000 SS marchers carrying rifles shouted the slogan Long live the Führer's residence in Accardo, more than 10,000 civilians shouted to hang Linus to join the procession.

Not to mention a few newspapers, now those officials who have taken the benefits of Linus are either busy asking to see the Führer to affirm their loyal position, or are busy reflecting on their mistakes with Reinhardt and Gascole, how can anyone dare to stand up and say a word for the "framed" Linus?

And those military bigwigs who usually hold great power and seem to have power all over the world are now silent one by one. At this moment, these generals, lieutenant generals, commanders, and division commanders either laid down their military power and went back to Berlin to ask for a meeting with Accardo, or they gathered around Marshal Brauchitsch and begged the boss to intercede and let the Führer be extrajudicially gracious.

Who dares to say to his subordinates: "Let's grab our guns, rush into the Führer's mansion, and arrest the Führer?" If someone really said this, it is estimated that his subordinates will really draw their guns, but it is difficult to say whether they will follow them to the Führer's mansion in the next second.

Not everyone is self-aware, and some have tried to do justice, but before they could make their voices heard, they were hanged on a telephone pole in front of their homes by hordes of SS soldiers who were killing the people. The capitalists and chaebols were all silent, for fear that the little discordant voice mixed with this victory would spread to themselves.

"Aren't they afraid that one day they will be framed like me?" Lynus roared through gritted teeth. The reason why he can be so fearless is because of the habitual thinking that the law does not hold the people accountable. There are too many capitalists in Germany who are making a fortune, and too many plutocratic investors are sharing the benefits of the war, and he is only the biggest of them, and the head of the country does not dare to deal with him at will in any case.

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"How can you not be afraid of being framed?" Krupp sat in Accardo's office, looking at the Führer with whom he had known him for almost twenty years with a worried expression. He did not come on behalf of himself, but on behalf of the interests of a large group of capitalists and consortia behind him.

These men were frightened by the violent reaction of the SS and the Army, and some even felt that the Führer was preparing to carry out a terrible theory of class annihilation in Germany. Of course, they were not willing to hand over the huge wealth they already held in their hands, which led them to ask Krupp, who was the most close friend of Accardo, to consult with the Führer about what the present situation meant.

Capital is compromising and weak, and the hegemony and arrogance it manifests in plundering and encroachment are in fact only the appearance of being covered up by huge interests. The way to back down capital is simple: to equate benefits with costs – no one wants to risk such a boring thing as investing as long as there is no return on investment.

"Although we have swept Jewish capital out of the market of the Empire, we are still concerned that what you have done is beyond ordinary morality. Krupp folded the fingers of his hands together and placed them on Accardo's desk: "What we want to see is an orderly investment environment, something that threatens the lives of others at every turn, and makes everyone feel uneasy." ”

Accardo looked at Krupp, silent without saying a word, as if he wanted to see something in Krupp's face, he kept looking at Krupp with hair, and after he stopped talking, he didn't say a word. In fact, Krupp felt the strong pressure from the moment he walked into the house, since Accardo became the undisputed head of the country, he knew that he would always be a supporting role by the side of this Führer, but when he came to talk to Accardo about the Linus incident on behalf of the capitalists and chaebols today, he really felt what it was like to stand on the opposite side of the Führer.

"Krupp, Krupp...... You may have been the first businessman to join the Greater German Party, so I have always regarded you as my partner, comrade, comrade-in-arms with common ideals. Accardo spoke suddenly, slowly, and in a slight and slow voice, "You are no longer a merchant, Krupp, though you still consider yourself a merchant. ”

"An environment that is not suitable for investment? It's a shame that the idiots behind you can say such embarrassing things. Accardo was not in a hurry, but every word made Krupp's back sweat. I have to admit that it is a depressing thing to argue face-to-face with the Führer, and this man's power in Germany is no different from that of the emperor. This analogy may be a reflection of the emperors of Europe, because none of them could surpass Accardor in terms of dominance, and perhaps the Führer was more like the emperor of the Qing Dynasty of China, with supreme power.