I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

"On the evening of October 31, a large-scale terrorist attack occurred at the Munich Opera House in Germany. Up to now, 121 people including the German president have been confirmed to have lost their lives in this attack, including 31 people including the Austrian president. Two hours after the attack, the University of Munich library exploded two blocks away. The bodies of the victims were not found on the scene. It is temporarily impossible to confirm the correlation between the two attacks..."

“German police found the bodies of six gunmen at the crime scene, four of whom were Syrian and two men from Somalia and Libya. The police confirmed that six were registered in the refugee camps in the suburbs of Bavaria. Refugees. At present, no individual or organization has announced responsibility for the attack. For security reasons, the police temporarily closed the refugee camps in the Bavarian province."

“The multi-national embassy halved the flag.”

"The National Anti-Terrorism Office, Casper, resigned."

"In the early morning, the leader of Germany's emerging anti-refugee far-right party 'German New Choice Party', Crete Petrie, delivered a speech in the Federal Parliament, sternly condemning German Chancellor Angela Merkel for being too weak on the refugee issue, and it is those The refugees brought terrorism. Crete’s speech was criticized by many lawmakers as being extreme and irrational, but it won applause from the audience."

“Analysts commented that this incident may bring the new selection party’s support rate to a new high. The CDU, led by Merkel, has lost the Württemberg and Palatinate constituencies. Dominance, and after this incident, Bavaria and neighboring constituencies will be turned to the newly elected party..."

As soon as the picture turned, it became an off-site from the parliament. The reporter handed the microphone to a Germanic man with a German tricolor on his face. The reporter did not ask the question, and the man screamed and screamed.

"Close all the refugee camps! I have had enough! Ask me about Merkel. Do you have to wait for the garbage to greet the women of your family? Do you think about what the German people are thinking about? God, death in the opera house should not be poor Sim, it should be you! It is you Merck"

Raise your hand and turn off the TV.

Jiang Chen leaned on the sofa and gently tapped his finger on the arm of the sofa.

It’s been a day since the border crossing the German-Austrian border. At the moment he is sitting in the lounge of the new country embassy in Austria.

Because it is a small country, limited by factors such as influence and budget, the embassy set up by the new country is not as good as the United States and the United States. It was only in the Metterne Street near the city center that I bought a two-story office with a total of five hundred square meters and transformed it into the embassy's residence.

By the way, the left turn is the Argentine embassy.

After crossing the German-Austrian border and separating from Evlin, Jiang Chen went to the nearest town. Then the telephone number of the embassy was dialed.

After receiving his call, Brahm, the ambassador to Austria, immediately arranged for two cars to go to the border town, took him back to the embassy office in Vienna, and arranged a room for him and Aisha to rest. The four star-ring trade bodyguards following Jiang Chen also stayed at the nearby hotel under the reception of the staff.

Just kidding, in the new country as a public official, who does not know the impact of the star trade on the new country politics? It is precisely because of this that Bram is very attentive when he receives Jiang Chen, and can be described as meticulous.

The sky outside the window was just bright, and Aisha was still asleep in bed. Because there is nothing to sleep about. Jiang Chen got out of bed early and sat on the sofa in the living room watching TV.

There is no suspense, and the morning news has been screened by the terrorist attacks in Munich, as in the case of Paris, France and Brussels, Belgium. Everyone is condemning, they are all angry, and they are praying for the victims.

In terms of form, the public opinion responses of several attacks are not fundamentally different. But from the seriousness of Evelyn’s face, the attack will ignite a long-buried fuse.

"What will be detonated?"

Muttering, Jiang Chen’s gaze swept the map of Europe posted on the wall.

Just then, the doorway came knocking.

I scanned the door closed in the bedroom. Jiang Chen casually said.

"Please come in."

The door opened and Ambassador Bram appeared at the door. After opening the door, he did not walk into the house, just standing at the door and smiling with a smile.

"Mr. Jiang Chen. Someone outside the door wants to see you."

"Who?" Jiang Chen asked unexpectedly.

"An old man named Sadis. He claims to be the steward of Rothschild."

Very unexpected visitors, Jiang Chen had thought that Rothschild would send someone to meet him, unravel the "misunderstanding" and repair the cracks in the relationship between the two sides, but did not expect that it was actually sentiment.

"I am very glad that you have not let me eat closed doors. Mr. Jiang."

The Chinese language level of Thaddeus has already been taught, so he did not feel any surprise about his ability to use the proverbs so freely.

"You are laughing, what to say, I will not shut you out." Faced with this kind-hearted old butler, Jiang Chen said with a smile.

"Before the topic begins, please allow me to apologize for the hospitality of the previous day and hope that Mr. Jiang can understand."

"Of course, but I need an explanation for the explosion that happened in the library."

Wendis, Saidis sighed.

"Master Carmen swears in the name of the Rothschild family that the explosion has nothing to do with us. I promise you, we will find out who actually launched the despicable assassination and poured dirty water on the Rothschild On the name of Deer, the friendship between us has a rift."

Since Thaddeus had already said this, Jiang Chen was naturally not good at it any more, so he went down the steps and accepted the Rothschild family's argument that the explosion of the library had nothing to do with them.

It has nothing to do with them. After all, the explosion was Jiang Chen’s self-directed performance.

"No matter who they are, I will definitely let those rats pay the price." But this play still has to play in the end, Jiang Chen said in the face of Saidi, in an angry tone.

Sending Setis away, Jiang Chen looked up at the wall clock on the wall. When it was not too late, he went back to the bedroom and was ready to call Aisha to get up. Aisha always called him up, but because of the "sleep too late" yesterday, the situation turned upside down.

However, when he pushed open the door of the bedroom, I saw that Aisha had already passed the clothes, and now I was standing at the window and staring at the street.

Going to Aisha's side, Jiang Chen grabbed the petite body and asked softly in her ear.

"What are you looking at?"

"The street... has a familiar feeling."

"Familiar with?"

"Well... maybe it's just an illusion." Looking at the bustling Mettern Street, Aisha whispered.

Born in the flames of war, she has an extraordinary sensitivity to the sense of war. But looking at the bustling streets, she was skeptical of her own judgment, using the word illusion to summarize her intuition.

In the afternoon, Bram personally drove Jiang Chen and others to the airport.

After waiting for two hours in the waiting room, everyone boarded the plane safely.

The voice of the flight attendant rang in the ear and looked at the ground that was gradually drifting away. Jiang Chen slowly relieved. No matter what the Rothschild family is planning, no matter how many people will bleed for it, they have nothing to do with him.

But somehow, he suddenly remembered the conversation between Yakono and him in the forest.

Keep yourself...?

Closed his eyes, Jiang Chen leaned on the seat. (To be continued.)