The second volume is full of glory and splendor in the capital, and the spirit is full of vitality in the foggy city. Chapter 279: The Jews (Part 2)
Chapter Subtitle: Mystery Maker
"Let the enemies of the empire appear at once,
We are ready for close combat.
From the eastern desert to the plains,
The enemy dared not move even a little.
German land relies on German swords,
The power of the empire remains unshaken!"
"He" sang a passionate aria: "Wagner's LohengrinI like it too. No wonder a 12-year-old like you fell in love with opera."
Hitler did not fall in love with Wagner during his time in Vienna, but had liked him since he was a child.
"Beer, wine, drink to your heart's content,
Eat, drink, indulge...
When they returned home, they had stern faces.
Time, forget everything!"
He recited another poem: "For a 15-year-old to be able to produce poetry like this is truly remarkable. Your Highness, I've always suspected you chose the wrong artistic path. You should have been a poet, so why did you choose to paint?"
Hitler actually wrote quite a bit of poetry in his youth, and his writing was surprisingly good. His problem was that he had no professional academic training... perhaps this was also his advantage. As the saying goes, Liu Bang and Xiang Yu didn't read.
"Glorious Rome is now a den of robbers,
Are there any Romans still here?!"
He sang two more lines of the mournful aria and said, "'Rienzi: The Last Tribune', Wagner again. At the age of 17, were you already a true Roman?"
The Roman Empire is a word that Europeans cannot avoid.
"Stephanie Janstein, who lives in Ufar. Roar, roar, roar..."
He suddenly laughed playfully and said, "Do you still remember this name? I think you do, since she was your first love, your Valkyrie. Oh, you thought you were a wonderful couple, able to express your feelings with just a glance. But you didn't know that she was already engaged to a lieutenant at the time."
No matter how much people slander Hitler, he is always a typical straight man.
"Come with me quickly, Kuster.”
"He" greeted him, imitating a young man's voice, and then said, "Your Highness, you have probably never read the works of American novelist Horatio Alger Jr. (1832-1899). I suggest you do, as the protagonist in his book is very similar to you. You have just turned 18, and you are both traveling in a third-class carriage, arriving in a vast city that seems to have been built by magic..."
"Enough, I say enough !"
"Bang!"
Hitler jumped up, not caring about the chair behind him that had overturned. He stared fiercely at the uncouth blonde woman and asked coldly, "Who are you?"
He leaned back, crossed his legs, something a lady should never do, and said with a smile, "Didn't we introduce ourselves?..."
"Sorry, I forgot!"
Our Master Yuan knocked his cute little head in annoyance, stuck out his cute little tongue, and made a very cute expression.
However, such a cute "him" makes people shudder, and even Lord Justice has a strong desire, the desire to vomit.
“He” stood up, tugged at his clothes, bowed, and said, “I am The Fool, the acting director of the North American branch of the SCP Foundation…”
The serious blonde woman suddenly smiled bitterly and said, "But since we've lost contact with headquarters recently, I guess I should be the temporary leader of the SCP Foundation."
It's a pity that these days the concept of "multiple personality disorder" is only known by a few mental illness experts.
Obviously, Hitler was not one of them, nor was he that knowledgeable.
In his opinion, the person before him was either a madman or an actor. But no matter who he was, his background was definitely not simple.
Because they know me so well, so well that even my memory of some things is quite vague. I really don't know how they get the information.
Could it be that they are the British intelligence agency...
When humans encounter such sudden situations, they naturally have two choices: "fight" and "flight".
Hitler, still a mortal after all, could not help but subconsciously develop a desire to escape, and could not help but say: "I'm sorry, please excuse me first..."
"Um?!"
His Highness Temperance looked at the black muzzle of the gun pointed at him and couldn't help but swallow his saliva and said, "Mr. Heinrich, what do you mean by this?"
"Moderation... Well, Mr. Adolf Hitler, don't get me wrong. This is one of our welcome gifts from the SCP Foundation."
Our Master Yuan nodded to "Sir Justice".
The latter unloaded the magazine with a "click", ejected the last bullet from , then turned the gun handle over and handed it to Hitler.
His Highness took it reluctantly, looked down, and...
This is a very fine Browning pistol, the handle of which is actually carved from ivory. On one side is a swastika, and on the other side are the five letters NSDAP, the abbreviation of the Nazi Party.
"This..." Seeing this exquisite gift tailored for him, Hitler really couldn't let it go.
He was quite straightforward. He put the gun in his pocket and nodded, saying, "Thank you both, and then..."
"Don't worry, there's another gift."
Our Master Yuan nodded again to "Mr. Justice", who this time took out a check that had already been written and handed it to Hitler.
"Thanks……"
With the previous gift as a basis, Hitler estimated that the amount of this check would not be too small. However, when he took it and looked at it, he found that the number on it was only 2500.
He couldn't help but smack his lips and in his heart he despised this SCP Foundation.
These two are so grand and the atmosphere is so strong, but they are so stingy with their spending. Really, what use is this little money?
Wait a moment……
He finally discovered that the unit of 2500 was US dollars!
A full one million German gold marks!!
Exactly five People’s Observer newspapers!!!
Thus, one historical mystery after another arose...
"Some later historians believe that the Nazi Party's rapid rise to power in 1921 was largely due to a generous donation Hitler received. This donation came from a mysterious German-American businessman..."
"This German-American businessman's name is Hermann Augustus von Heinrich, but it's just an alias. Even today, intelligence agencies around the world are unable to discover his true identity..."
"The ivory-handled Browning pistol Hitler used when he committed suicide was also his personal sidearm. It is said that this gun was given to him by Heinrich, the most important early donor to the Nazi Party. However, after Hitler's death, the gun's whereabouts are unknown..."
—Excerpt from "Hitler's Sixty-Six Mysteries"
"This, this, this..." Hitler's face turned red and he took several deep breaths before he calmed down.
He bowed deeply to the two people in front of him and said sincerely, "Thank you, thank you so much."
Our Master Yuan sighed secretly and said in his heart, this plane is indeed a magic-free world where money is more important than face.
These 17 charms of mine or my husband are not as good as a check for $2,500.
"Mr. Hitler, can we have a few words now?"
His Excellency the Justice personally lifted up the chair. Hitler nodded to him, sat down, and said, "Of course, Fool...that lady."
"Don't call me... Never mind." Our Master Yuan waved his hand and said, "By the way, where were we talking about before?"
"The Jews, we talked about the Jews."
