Gravedigger of the Empire

This time, Kahn made quite a show of force, with four cars and a squad of heavily armed infantry, marching in a grand procession to Mrs. Love's cottage.

"Where is he?" Kahn didn't let Wolf in. A group of guards stood outside with guns on their backs, and the atmosphere looked extremely tense.

Mrs. Love led Kahn and Lin Baiyu through the kitchen, opened the back door, crossed the alley, and arrived at a house across the street.

From here you can walk straight to another street, which was a security measure that Löw later implemented.

Kahn looked down at the floor and saw a drop of dried blood.

He walked to the bedroom next door and saw a young man just standing up, while a burly man was lying on the bed.

The young man who stood up was thin and short, wearing glasses, and looked like a student.

"It's alright! Liu Jingtang! He's one of us!" Lin Baiyu saw the short man's nervousness and comforted him.

Kahn walked to the bedside, glanced at it, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "You really know how to describe things."

The man lying on the bed was as strong as an ox. The bullet had hit his shoulder, and there was indeed a lot of blood on his clothes, but the injury did not seem to be fatal.

Lin Baiyu had just told Kahn that he had "lost a lot of blood," which made Kahn think that the other party's injury was particularly serious.

Fortunately, the burly man's injury was not fatal; otherwise, if Lin Baiyu had sat with Kahn all afternoon, this Li Hu would probably be dead by now.

Kahn glanced at Liu Jingtang, who was also staring at him.

The other person was very wary, wearing overalls, and their attire was really outdated.

Ignoring the other person, Kahn instructed Mrs. Löw beside him, "Is there a suitable doctor?"

Mrs. Love nodded: "I dare not make a decision without your permission."

Kahn nodded: "Go find him! Treat his wound."

After saying that, he pulled over a chair, sat down, and crossed his legs: "Tell me what happened, you three..."

Liu Jingtang glanced at Lin Baiyu, who lowered her head slightly, somewhat embarrassed. "Can I not say?"

"Joining the parade?" Kahn sneered, looking at the two of them.

"Mmm...mmm." Lin Baiyu lowered her head even further. Although she was wrapped up quite tightly, Kahn could still tell—this girl wasn't flat-chested.

"Now you're scared? What were you doing before? I'm already here, why would I arrest you and send you to the police station?" Kahn was so angry at the two of them that he laughed.

Damn it, can't you tell if I'm on your side or not?

"It's all because of those Jews!" Liu Jingtang exclaimed, full of resentment. "Bread prices went up again today! We can't afford it, and we've been hungry for several meals already!"

"It's gone up again?" Kahn was taken aback. It seems like they're worth millions now, right? Even if you burned all those Marks for the lower classes, the face value would be almost enough.

"Everyone is struggling to afford food, but we still have to keep working. We had no choice but to come out with those Germans to reason with the city hall!" Liu Jingtang spoke excellent German and had a very clear mind.

"Are you a student?" Kahn asked curiously.

"Yes!" Liu Jingtang answered firmly.

"Then how did you end up getting involved with the workers?" Kahn continued to ask.

"I...I felt sorry for them," Liu Jingtang explained. "Besides, Brother Li Hu often helps me."

"Me too," Lin Baiyu chimed in from the side.

"Don't say anything..." Kahn glared at Lin Baiyu, who glared back, her tone utterly self-righteous.

Forget it... I can't afford to mess with them.

Kahn tossed his chin: "How do you two know this Li Hu?"

"Brother Li is a very kind person. He often takes care of several Chinese laborers in Berlin. They came from France and have been here for almost three years," Lin Baiyu introduced the one lying down.

During World War I, hundreds of thousands of Chinese laborers went to Europe to fight, and many of them never returned to their homeland.

They gave their all for China, in exchange for China's status as a "victorious nation".

Now that the war is over, many of these laborers have not returned home and are stranded in foreign lands, scattered everywhere.

An old man with a full beard, wearing a suit, walked in carrying a medical kit, followed by a female nurse wearing a white nurse's cap.

This nurse shattered Kahn's stereotype of female nurses: she was so fat that she could fit three Lin Baiyus in one.

The doctor walked to the bedside, reached out and pulled off the gauze from Li Hu's wound, reviving the unconscious man: "Ah!"

"You!" Lin Baiyu was furious and wanted to go over and argue.

"Don't disturb the doctor," Mrs. Love said, pulling her back.

"Is this doctor any good?" Lin Baiyu looked at the other person's reckless actions and was a little skeptical of their skills.

"Miss! I've been on the battlefield for three years! I deal with wounded soldiers like this every day." The doctor dropped the gauze in his hand, opened his medical kit, and turned to Lin Baiyu as he spoke.

"Are you a professional troublemaker?" Kahn added insult to injury.

"You!" Lin Baiyu bristled and started breathing heavily.

"Thank you... for saving Brother Li Hu." Liu Jingtang was quite sensible and bowed to Kahn to express his gratitude.

Kahn seemed quite interested in the young man and asked in a low voice, "Are you here to study abroad?"

"Yes." Liu Jingtang nodded: "My father sent me to Germany to study mechanical manufacturing."

"And you? Lin Shoucheng sent you to Berlin, what are you studying?" Kahn looked at Lin Baiyu.

Lin Baiyu, however, was quite proud of her major: "Me? I'm here to study fashion design."

"Then study hard! Stop causing trouble for your father!" Kahn thought that a rich girl getting involved in workers' strikes and demonstrations was a sign that she was a little crazy.

"Am I just supposed to watch my compatriots starve to death? They work for the Germans, they work so hard, but in the end they can't even afford a piece of bread! They can't even eat!" Lin Baiyu's eyes were already red, and she sounded so aggrieved as she spoke, she looked so pitiful.

"If you ever go hungry again, come to this restaurant! Eat whatever you want, understand?" Kahn looked at Liu Jingtang beside him.

After saying that, he looked at Mrs. Love and said, "Take care of these two Chinese people..."

Mrs. Löw smiled and nodded: "No problem, sir."

"What do you want to eat? What do you want to eat?" Liu Jingtang was a little confused.

"That's right, steak, broth, pork knuckle, sausage... as long as you come, we'll have it." Kahn was very generous, since he could settle the score with Lin Shoucheng in the end anyway.

In fact, doing something for these fellow countrymen from a distant homeland was also something he wanted to do.

In any case, he didn't care about food.

"Gulp..." Liu Jingtang swallowed.

To be honest, although his family is wealthy, they are not wealthy enough to allow him to eat and drink extravagantly in Berlin, Germany.