Gravedigger of the Empire

Turning around in front of the mirror at home, Mrs. McKen really loved the handbag that Kahn had given her that day.

She had wanted a similar bag for a long time, but she had never been able to bring herself to buy it. And today, her wish came true so easily.

"What a wonderful young man." She looked at herself in the mirror and felt several years younger at that moment.

On the sofa in the living room, the daughter held up the exquisite doll, completely ignoring what her mother was saying.

The older brother who came to my house for dinner that night was tall and handsome, and his smile was really amazing.

What made her even happier was that this older brother actually brought her a doll, a doll that she really, really liked that could close its eyes!

God knows how much she loves the dress the doll is wearing. Tomorrow at school, she only needs to describe it briefly, and all the other kids will be green with envy.

"He even helped me clear the table and wash the dishes." The hostess really liked this young man.

Sensible, polite, thoughtful... every detail is satisfying.

If her daughter were a few years older, she would have considered making this young man her son-in-law.

"Kahn is indeed quite good." Miken put the rather mediocre bottle of red wine back into the box and glanced at his wife's purse.

He didn't know why Kahn would send such a handbag, but he knew that Kahn had indeed touched his wife's heart with a gift.

"Yes, you should promote such a good subordinate. You can make him a trusted confidant and he'll be an extra helper." The woman began to exercise her implicit power.

The practice of whispering in someone's ear while they're in bed is common at all times. Some people in power dislike it, while others don't feel anything particularly amiss.

Miken belongs to the latter group; he doesn't mind occasionally discussing work-related matters with his wife.

"I know you like him, but you don't have to make it so obvious." Miken gave a very friendly smile, which reminded Mrs. Miken of the afternoon when she first met him.

"How is it? Does it look good?" Mrs. McCann swayed from side to side, still retaining her charm.

Mike nodded: "You are the most beautiful woman in my eyes."

The woman who was most beautiful in Mike's eyes gave him a knowing look, and he knew that he would get double the pleasure tonight.

Lieutenant Colonel McConnell turned his gaze back to the wooden box containing the red wine, recalling what Kahn had just said.

A large number of weapons belonging to the National Defense Forces will be "destroyed," but no cost will be charged for the destruction, and buyers have already been found for the scrap metal removed from the dismantling.

The defense forces will save a lot of money, and he can also get a share of the profits.

In just one month after being promoted, Kahn earned more money than he might have earned in the previous ten years.

Even the house he lives in now was "gifted" to him by Kahn.

What he found even more incredible was that, on this basis, Kahn also accomplished the task assigned by General William, dealing with the troublesome British and French.

Incidentally, they also helped the defense forces obtain a batch of weapons, which improved the weaponry of the Berlin garrison.

In a sense, Kahn is indeed very capable and a young man worth investing in.

The problem is... this young man was promoted to lieutenant within a month of being promoted to second lieutenant.

No matter how exaggerated the promotions are, it's impossible for him to be promoted any further. This is a defense force; it has traditions and rules.

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Berlin's nights are as enchanting and dazzling as ever. Everywhere you look, there are radiant neon lights, and the streets are teeming with all sorts of people.

Sitting in the Mercedes, Kahn looked out at the world. Although he had been here for almost a month, he still wasn't quite used to this world.

Whenever he was not busy, he could always recall details of another world.

My girlfriend's warm lips, the sleek tablet, and those skyscrapers a hundred times more dazzling than the world before my eyes.

"We're here! Lieutenant." The car slowly came to a stop in front of a hotel, and Sebastian turned around to bring Kahn back to reality.

Almost at the same time, a young waiter in a red uniform politely opened the car door for Kahn.

Kahn got out of the car, told Sebastian to wait for him outside, and then walked alone into the building with its flashing neon signs.

The elevator here is really old-fashioned, and the two horizontal sliding doors made Kahn very curious.

When they arrived at the corresponding floor, the elevator attendant opened the gate for him. Kahn nodded slightly in acknowledgment and walked towards the corresponding room.

After knocking on the door, a stranger opened it shortly afterward.

"Is Mr. Lin Shoucheng here?" Kahn glanced at the man. He wasn't very tall and was wearing a cap. He looked like someone who was a helper or something.

Lin Shoucheng quickly appeared behind the man, greeted him warmly, and had his bodyguard make way for him.

"The matter has been settled, but the quantity you requested..." Kahn didn't waste any words after entering the room and went straight to discussing the deal.

"You can make it a little less." Lin Shoucheng knew that this kind of thing was difficult to do, and being able to complete part of the task with Kahn had already exceeded his expectations.

Kahn glanced at him: "Let me finish! You've ordered too little. If you want to get the goods, you'll have to buy more."

"Buy more?" Lin Shoucheng was a little taken aback.

"Twenty thousand Mauser rifles, two thousand five hundred Mauser combat pistols, fifty submachine guns, twenty Maxim heavy machine guns, and three million eight hundred thousand rounds of ammunition." Kahn immediately raised the numbers again.

"What did you say?" Lin Shoucheng's eyes widened. He hadn't expected Kahn to give him so much all at once.

"Whether you can eat it or not depends on you. If you don't have enough money..." Kahn said, using a feigned retreat as a tactic to advance.

"I can send a telegram! Tell them to prepare! Wait for me for two days... no! One day!" Lin Shoucheng excitedly interrupted Kahn.

Nodding, Kahn continued, "With so much weaponry, your approach is probably blocked."

"..." Lin Shoucheng also knew that the ship he had prepared probably wouldn't be able to handle so much cargo.

So he was somewhat frustrated, frustrated that the opportunity was right in front of him, but he was unable to seize it.

Kahn looked at him for a while, and after he had finished being frustrated, he added with a wicked grin, "So I found you a British ship to ensure your things arrive in Hong Kong safely."

"Really?" Lin Shoucheng now looked at Kahn with a bit of a Santa Claus vibe.

Does that mean that if you make a wish to this young man, your wish will come true?

"Get the money ready! If you want more cooperation, prepare more," Kahn reminded him. "You should understand, there are so many mouths and so many eyes watching."

"Yes, I understand." Lin Shoucheng was a little confused. He could no longer tell whether he or Kahn was the more mature one.