Conquering the world from the Kaiser's driver

He opened his mouth and said very quietly: "I'm...I'm sorry...I...I..."

"Oh, apologize?"

Lin Shangzhou was amused by his words. He sneered and said, "You know, an apology is a two-way process. One person apologizes and the other accepts."

"But I will never accept your apology, not now, not ever, not ever."

Lin Shangzhou's tone became more and more fierce. He stood up and scolded the young murderer: "Just because I don't kill you doesn't mean I have any intention of forgiving you. I believe that the laws of the German Empire will impose the most severe punishment on you, and your family will always be ashamed of you."

After he finished saying this, the young murderer suddenly raised his head, begging Lin Shangzhou with horror in his eyes: "Please don't let my family know about this! My father is a university professor. If he knew that I did this, he would be ashamed of me for the rest of his life!"

"Please don't let them know..."

The young man's eyes were gradually blurred by tears. He cried and begged Lin Shangzhou for this matter. However, no matter how he begged, Lin Shangzhou had an indifferent expression.

"Now you know you regret it and asked me to take care of your family's feelings. Ha, why didn't you think about my feelings when you followed them to kill my uncle?"

"Whatever you do, you have to bear the consequences."

After saying this, Lin Shangzhou turned and left, leaving the young murderer sitting on the ground crying. The police walked up to him, picked him up and prepared to take him back to the police station.

Lin Shangzhou ignored the reporter who wanted to interview him, nor did he pay attention to Letitia and Louis who walked up to him. He walked straight to his car, opened the door and got in. Sitting alone in the driver's seat, he turned his head and stared blankly at the ruins. His eyes gradually lost focus, and scenes of his past life with his uncle emerged in his mind.

His life before traveling through time could be described as unfortunate. His parents died early, and he kept moving from one relative's home to another. At first, his relatives treated him like a relative, but as time went on, he became a burden. Every relative who picked him up wished he would leave early and go to someone else's home.

It was for this reason that he got used to changing his residence frequently and was able to adapt to the environment quickly. Lacking the care of his elders and a stable life, he was so happy when he first came through. He was happy that he had a stable job and that he had a cheap uncle who loved him very much.

Although he had only lived with Lin Yangyu for a few months, Lin Shangzhou regarded him as his own relative and uncle when he first crossed over.

And because of the lack of care from his elders, Lin Shangzhou developed an idea during his growth that might seem ridiculous to others - he wanted to have a relative or elder whom he could respect and honor.

After coming into this world, Lin Yangyu became exactly the elder he had been expecting in his heart, his own uncle who loved him very much.

Just now…

Lin Shangzhou felt extremely sad when he thought of his uncle, but he couldn't cry because now was not the time to be sad and he had other things to deal with.

His uncle's funeral and the denunciation of his enemies were things he had to deal with, and Lin Shangzhou had no time to be sad.

Outside the car, Letitia stood a few meters away and looked at Lin Shangzhou in the car with concern. She was very worried about Lin Shangzhou's situation and hesitated whether to comfort Lin Shangzhou.

At this time, Louis, who had just dealt with the reporters, walked up to her and said to her, "Ms. Adolf, please pay more attention to Fritz next time. I am very worried about his condition."

"Well, don't worry, I will take good care of her."

Letitia nodded, and then made up her mind to walk towards the car. When she walked to the passenger door, Lin Shangzhou opened the door and got out of the car. Letitia hurriedly asked him: "Fritts, are you... okay?"

Lin Shangzhou forced a smile and said, "It's OK. At least my emotions have stabilized."

Seeing him forcing a smile, Letitia felt a sharp pain in her heart. She wanted to say something to Lin Shangzhou, but Lin Shangzhou quickly walked to Louis' side, so she had to swallow the words.

Louis looked at Lin Shangzhou beside him with concern and said, "Fritts, you don't have to worry about this. I will help you take care of it..."

"It's impossible for a son to ignore his father's death. If I don't take care of my uncle now, other Chinese people will poke me in the back if they know about it."

Lin Shangzhou still forced a smile. Louis didn't know how to answer, so he nodded. It was okay to let Lin Shangzhou find something to do to divert his attention.

When the reporters saw him get off the car, they came over and wanted to interview him. Louis winked at Hans, and Hans immediately understood as before, and stopped the reporters with Horace and Lavka. After the reporters were stopped, Lin Shangzhou was not so annoyed anymore. He was not in the mood to deal with this group of reporters.

"Everyone, please leave first. Mr. Hipper certainly doesn't want to be interviewed right now, and we should not disturb him anymore since he just lost a loved one."

At this time, he heard a familiar voice coming from the reporters, and Lin Shangzhou immediately realized that it was Monk's voice.

He turned around and saw Monk standing in front of many reporters and persuading them. After his persuasion, the reporters either realized that it was inappropriate for them to be here, or thought that they could no longer get useful information. In short, most of them dispersed to the side and began to interview other people and take pictures of the scene.

Monk turned around and saw Lin Shangzhou looking at him. He waved to Lin Shangzhou, then took the photographer to find the young murderer who had not left yet.

Lin Shangzhou said to Monk's back: "Thank you."

He also came to Hans and the other two to express his gratitude to them, and then went to deal with his uncle's funeral.

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Chapter 172 The more stable the emotions, the more serious the problem

Lin Shangzhou searched through the ruins of the house hoping to find some surviving objects with memories of the past, but unfortunately everything he could think of was burned by the fire. He knelt on the ground and scooped up a handful of ashes with his hands, which might be a photo of his family.

It’s a pity that no matter what these ashes were before they were burned, they are now just a handful of ashes, a handful of meaningless ashes.

Lin Shangzhou sighed regretfully, shook off the ashes on his hands and stood up. He bent down and patted the ashes off his knees and calves. He raised his eyes for one last look at his house and turned to leave this place full of memories that now only made him sad.

He walked slowly to his uncle's body. Next, he would negotiate with the police about the disposal of the body. However, before negotiating the body issue, Lin Shangzhou had other questions to ask the police.

It just so happened that the person in charge of this case was Chen Chali, so Lin Shangzhou went straight to him and called him.

"Officer Chen."

Lin Shangzhou called out to Chen Chali in Chinese. Chen Chali, who had originally wanted to hide from Lin Shangzhou, had no choice but to come in front of him. He felt extremely guilty towards Lin Shangzhou and he did not dare to look Lin Shangzhou in the face.

"Officer Chen, I want to know what the police patrolling near Wuyou Palace were doing when my uncle was murdered? Were they transferred? Or was this the time when the police changed shifts?"

Lin Shangzhou tried his best not to sound blaming, but Chen Chali was very offended by his words. He looked aside and said to Lin Shangzhou, "Mr. Hipper, this morning my companion and I received an order from our superior to patrol another area. He said that someone else would be sent here to replace me. However, in fact, our superior did not send anyone to patrol here, which led to this tragedy."

Chen Chali said to Lin Shangzhou with great guilt: "This is my negligence. I will do my best to make up for the loss caused to you..."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Shangzhou shook his head and said, "Officer Chen, you were just carrying out the task assigned to you by your superiors. I don't blame you for this matter, and you don't need to blame yourself."

However, the more Lin Shangzhou said this, the more guilty Chen Chali felt. Seeing him like this, Lin Shangzhou continued, "If you really want to make up for something and do something for me, I hope you can find out from your boss why he transferred you away and why he didn't send the police who were supposed to be patrolling here."

After hearing Lin Shangzhou's request, Chen Chali nodded firmly and said, "Please rest assured, I will definitely ask clearly."

"Well, that's troublesome."

After saying that, Lin Shangzhou turned around and squatted down to look at his uncle's body. He didn't dare to lift the white cloth, for he was worried that he would lose control of his emotions. Without even raising his head, he said to Chen Chali, "Officer Chen, you police are going to take my uncle's body back for a forensic autopsy, right?"

Chen Chali thought that Lin Shangzhou was unwilling to let them do this, so he hurriedly said to him: "It's okay if you don't want to, just take care of your uncle's funeral first."

In his eyes, it is very important to bury the deceased. It is understandable that Lin Shangzhou is unwilling to let them take his uncle's body for autopsy, and with his connections, there is absolutely no problem with this.

However, what Chen Chali did not expect was that Lin Shangzhou shook his head after hesitating for a few seconds.

Lin Shangzhou looked at his uncle's body, stood up with determination and said to Chen Chali: "It's okay, you police officers can do whatever you want, I won't stop you from performing your duties."

Chen Chali didn't know what to say, but since he said so, all Chen Chali could do was nod and agree.

"But I hope you can send a copy of the autopsy report to my newspaper after it comes out. This request should not be too much, right?"

Lin Shangzhou asked softly, and Chen Chali quickly replied: "Of course, I will definitely send it to you when the time comes."

"It's troublesome."

Lin Shangzhou hated what he had done. He wanted his uncle to be buried in peace as soon as possible, but if he wanted to avenge his uncle, this was something he had to go through. A complete autopsy report would let people know how those racists brutally killed a Chinese who had nothing to do with them just because of racist fanaticism, which would arouse people's anger towards them to the greatest extent.

After explaining some more things to Chen Chali, Lin Shangzhou walked to the side alone. He came to his car and sat in it again. He leaned his head against the steering wheel and closed his eyes, sitting alone in the car.

A few minutes later, Letitia came over and opened the passenger door. Before she could sit in, Lin Shangzhou glanced over here. When he saw that it was Letitia, he waved at her and said, "Letitia, I want to be alone."

"Well, I won't bother you."

Letitia nodded. Although she was extremely worried about Lin Shangzhou, she had no choice but to close the car door gently and stand by it without leaving immediately since Lin Shangzhou didn't want to talk to others.

She looked at Lin Shangzhou who was lying on the steering wheel in the car, looked at him worriedly for a while, then turned and walked towards Louis. Before she walked over, a reporter came to her and pestered her, asking her if she and Lin Shangzhou were in a relationship. Letitia didn't want to answer these boring questions from the reporters, she ignored the reporters and walked straight towards Louis.

After coming to Louis, Letitia asked, "Louis, where will Fritz live next? Will he live in the staff apartment? I remember there should be a vacant room on the third floor of that apartment."

Letitia paused and continued, "But Fritz may not be willing to live with others now."

Louis thought for a moment and said, "It's convenient to live there, but if he wants to be alone, I can buy him another house..."

"Let's buy one first."

Louis said lightly. Such a statement of arrogance made Letitia's mouth twitch. She couldn't imagine buying a house directly.

Letitia looked towards the car and said, "Let's see what Fritz thinks."

"Ah."

Louis looked towards the car just like him. He was very worried about Lin Shangzhou's current mental state. Although he looked emotionally stable and normal, it was precisely this stable mood that made Louis worry about him.

"Ms. Adolf, please pay more attention to Fritz from now on."

This was the second time Louis asked Letitia to do this. Letitia nodded. She had the same idea herself.

"Well, I will."

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Chapter 173 The Prime Minister's Choice

On the other side of Berlin, the chancellor sat in his office waiting for his nephew to arrive. Something happened in the Wuyou Palace. He had guessed what had happened there, but it was only a guess. Regarding this matter, he needed to ask his nephew to see if he knew anything.

Albert looked at his watch. After seeing the number on the minute hand, he felt extremely dissatisfied with Klein. In the past, he would come to his office within twenty minutes at the latest, and he would either be at home or in the small office arranged for him in the Capitol.

But today, Albert waited for nearly forty minutes and didn't see his nephew coming. It was already past four o'clock, and Albert decided that if the brat didn't come, he would go find him himself.

In order to kill time, he picked up the notebook on the table and read the contents again. The notebook was filled with names written one by one from top to bottom, and on the right side of the names were numbers of different numbers, the smallest being five digits and the largest being seven digits.

Albert felt an immense headache looking at those strings of numbers. He would not have known until he checked, and once he checked, he found out so many corrupt officials. Albert couldn't understand why the originally clean and honest Central Party government had become like this when he had only been a hands-off boss for a while.

"Oh, luckily I found it in time, otherwise I would be in trouble if something happened to them in the future."

Albert said to himself thankfully that he had decided in time to purge the Center Party government, so that even if he resigned as prime minister for one reason or another in the future, he would still have a good reputation.

He casually put the notebook on the table, and the relief he just felt was soon replaced by the trouble brought by new troubles - the things happening at Wuyou Palace.

Albert looked at the time on his watch again. Only three minutes had passed since he last looked at the time.

Although only three minutes had passed, Albert felt as if he had spent thirty minutes. He was eager to know what had happened at Wuyou Palace. He felt vaguely uneasy, and his intuition told him that something very bad must have happened.

Another three minutes passed, and Albert looked at the time again. He found that only three minutes had passed. He couldn't bear it anymore, so he decided to get up and go directly to find his nephew.

He stood up from his chair somewhat irritably, and just at this moment there was a knock on the door.

"come in."

The knock on the door calmed his temper a little, and Albert sat back in his chair, rubbed his temple and said, "Come in."

After getting his permission, the office door was opened and Darren walked in with Klein, who looked uneasy.

Albert looked at his nephew who walked into the office. He could tell from Klein's expression that the boy was uneasy. He also knew that something bad had happened, and it was about him.

Klein stood in front of the desk facing his uncle with a nervous mood. Darren told him what happened on the way here. When he heard that something happened in the direction of Wuyou Palace, his heart suddenly jumped up and rose into his throat.

He knew exactly where the incident in the direction of Wuyou Palace referred to - the Chinese man's home.

And he knew very well who was causing trouble there—people from the club. Klein's heart started pounding when he thought about it. If Albert knew that he had violated his orders and had dealings with people from the club, he would be crushed to the ground by Albert.

Klein had a glimmer of hope in his heart. He thought that nothing serious would happen there. After all, the club's owner had assured him that he would just "teach the two Chinese a lesson" and that they would not do anything out of line. Klein was also very unhappy that Albert was so angry about this.

Why was he so angry because something happened to a Chinese person?

So Klein just stood there without saying anything. After more than ten seconds, Albert felt extremely impatient with the silent atmosphere on the scene. He didn't understand why his nephew looked so scared that he knew he was wrong but didn't say a word. He should know what was going on. Even if he couldn't guess it, Darren would definitely tell him.

"Klein, something happened at the Worry-Free Palace. What do you think about it? Or do you know any news?"

Albert spoke to Klein in a serious tone. Klein hesitated for a few seconds before responding. He shook his head at Albert, indicating that he didn't know what was going on.

Seeing his nephew shaking his head, the prime minister was very disappointed in him. He thought that his nephew would honestly confess everything to him like last time, but this time he chose to sit there and play dumb.

Albert showed his disappointment on his face without any concealment. Klein's heart skipped a beat when he saw his uncle's disappointed expression. He felt something was wrong, but he also knew that there was no chance of recovery because Albert would never give anyone a second chance.

Albert said to Klein angrily: "You went to the racist club and interacted with them without my knowledge, right?"

Klein did not hide this and nodded to the prime minister.

"I disobeyed your orders and went to the German Club a few days ago."

Klein's voice was a little low, and it was totally unlike the volume he would produce.

After he said this, Albert's expression immediately changed from sullen to furious, and he slammed his right hand on the table with a loud noise, which startled both Darren and Klein.

"You still know that I gave you an order! If you know that it was an order, then why did you go against my order and interact with them! In your eyes, the flattery of those brainless idiots who talk about racist fanaticism all day long is more important than my order?!"

Albert gnashed his teeth and roared at his nephew. One of the behaviors he hated most was disobeying orders. Although he and Klein were uncle and nephew, he was still Klein's immediate superior outside of the kinship relationship. In his opinion, Klein was a soldier, so he should follow his orders without complaint.

If he hadn't allowed Klein to associate with the racists, then he shouldn't have gone. But what about now? He had disobeyed his own orders, and his actions might have indirectly or directly led to what happened at the Wuyou Palace today.

Klein lowered his head in shame. He had no reason and dared not to contradict his uncle. He was the one who was wrong in the first place.

Albert took a deep breath to calm himself down, then looked at Klein and said, "You probably had another purpose when you asked me to let the commandos conduct a confrontation exercise. If nothing unexpected happens, I think it was to help clear the way for those brainless idiots in the club."

"I guess what I said is correct, right, Klein Constantine?"