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Milan, a major international city in later generations.

Although the war hasn't caused any major damage, the desolation and decay here are still evident. Given time, I believe it will rise again.

Walking on the streets of Milan, surrounded by unfamiliar foreigners and experiencing different cultures, Zhang Tianhao felt a sense of clarity in his heart.

After all, he arrived in Milan yesterday, and in Rome, many people are still looking for him, including even Ichiro Koizumi, who hates him to death, is searching for him everywhere.

"Hello, are you Japanese?"

At that moment, a reporter walked up to him, smiling and greeting him; clearly, they often conducted interviews like this here.

"No, I am Chinese!"

His tone was firm, and his voice was full of pride. After all, it was natural to be proud to stand here as a Chinese person.

"My goodness, you're a Chinese gentleman, and your Italian is so good!"

The female reporter's eyes lit up with surprise when she saw how fluently Zhang Tianhao spoke.

Are you traveling alone?

"No, I'm here to relax. After all, our country is going through a war, and I believe you understand how terrible war is. I'm here to heal my wounds. The war has left me with too much psychological trauma, and I need to get away and relax."

"You are a staunch patriot. May I ask your name?"

"Zhang Tianhao, once a Chinese soldier!"

"Wow, that's amazing, that's truly amazing."

The female reporter covered her mouth again, and asked another question in disbelief.

Are you satisfied with your life now?

"I'm not satisfied. After all, I've been fighting on the front lines for a long time, and it has left me with psychological trauma to some extent. I'm here this time to treat my psychological problems so that I can better devote myself to the war against Japan."

"Amazing, you're really amazing."

"You're welcome!"

"What are your thoughts on your decision to leave your country and homeland to come to Italy to heal your wounds?"

"I've only been here for a few days, and I'm planning to go back soon. After all, the country needs me, and the people need me. I can't be so selfish, so I need to go back as soon as possible."

"You are a warrior, a true warrior."

"Thank you for the compliment. You are a beautiful and kind lady, and a princess in the hearts of countless people."

"Giggle!"

Upon hearing this, the female reporter burst into laughter and then said to the staff member beside her, "Mr. Zhang, may we take a photo together?"

"no problem!"

The two then stood by a scenic spot, and the staff behind them took several photos of them, which made them look even more beautiful.

After the photos were taken, the reporter and the cameraman left, and news of Zhang Tianhao in Milan will probably spread quickly.

After all, things have come to this point, and Zhang Tianhao has achieved all his goals.

As for where to go, he doesn't have a better idea yet.

"Perhaps taking a trip to France would be nice, and buying a vineyard would be even better."

He thought for a moment, and a faint smile involuntarily appeared on his lips.

The reason I didn't return home sooner is precisely this: returning too early would arouse suspicion. I spent a day in Milan and took many photos.

The next day, he appeared on the streets of France, naturally taking photos and checking in, even showing off his identity everywhere.

The news that he is traveling in France will likely reach China soon.

Everyone would believe that Zhang Tianhao was seeking treatment for his mental illness, and yesterday the reporter had already broadcast the interview to the world via radio.

It's safe to say that the whole world knows what Zhang Tianhao did in Milan.

Moreover, the next day, some important newspapers published his words in Milan, and he even saw news about this in French newspapers on the streets of France.

"Let them make a scene, the bigger the better."

He glanced at the newspaper in his hand, tossed it aside, and began searching for a vineyard that would satisfy him.

However, while Zhang Tianhao was living a carefree life, news about him was also flying everywhere.

Who would have thought that the first thing he did upon arriving in Paris was not to look for the manor he wanted, but to visit an international newspaper?

After all, the first thing he did when he contacted the newspaper was to reveal his activities in Paris, which meant that the whole world knew he was traveling in Paris.

Then they would go find a manor that satisfied them, even though it was a bit far away, because at that time the price was incredibly cheap.

Looking at the two adjacent manors, a satisfied expression flashed across his face.

The vineyards are quite large, but he was already quite satisfied with the two adjacent ones.

Two days later, after the transfer of ownership, he took the two property ownership certificates for the wineries, hired someone to take care of them, and then left.

……

The German embassy in Rome.

Masha looked at the newspaper in her hand, and the corner of her mouth twitched involuntarily.

No one expected that Zhang Tianhao, who had only concealed himself slightly last time, would now act so openly, directly exposing his whereabouts to everyone.

She knew all too well what would happen to him if his whereabouts were exposed.

“Interesting, Mr. Zhang, you really are a genius. You’ve stirred up a storm in Rome and now you’ve moved to Paris. You’re really good at this. Using your information, you’ve secretly sent the goods away. Brilliant, truly brilliant.”

At this moment, Masha didn't understand that Zhang Tianhao was drawing fire to the area and then transporting away a large amount of supplies. If this was noticed, they might lose a lot of supplies, let alone be able to transport them out.

"Wow, that's amazing!"

"Masha, we underestimated Mr. Zhang."

At this moment, Neo also walked over and sat opposite her, smiling faintly as he said, "However, we didn't lose out in this transaction. On the contrary, we made a huge profit. A large amount of oil is exactly what the Empire needs right now. And we only gave them some machinery produced in Italy."

"Yes, we made a fortune this time!"

Masha just smiled and didn't seem to care. After all, it was too early to say who would suffer a loss or who would gain an advantage.

"By the way, how did you find out how Mr. Zhang managed to send the things away?"

"do not know!"

"He's being too cautious!"

"Yes, they were too careful. Who would have thought that the supplies were secretly sent away that very night after the two guards were knocked unconscious?"

"Yes, who could have imagined things would turn out like this?" (End of Chapter)