Chapter 1522: Anna's father

"Mr. Li really knows how to joke."

Vashikin absolutely refused to admit his true identity. He smiled and looked at Li Xuewu, saying: "You seem to know I was coming to see you?"

"Two little birds got lost and happened to be picked up by me. I also heard it from them."

Li Xuewu picked up his teacup and said lightly: "Oh, by the way, I don't know if your company lost any birds."

"Thank you, I haven't heard of such a thing."

Vashikin gritted his back teeth, stared into his eyes, and asked: "But if Mr. Li finds it troublesome, you can hand those two little birds to me, and I will help you return them to the owner."

"That wouldn't be good—" Li Xuewu acted exactly like a heartless woman, turned his head to look at David standing to the side, and said: "I have already prepared to hand those two little birds to the Stasi comrades to handle this matter."

David's brow furrowed instantly, and he looked at Li Xuewu deeply before turning his head away to light a cigarette for himself.

The order he received was to escort this Mr. Li out of the Leipzig territory; the higher-ups didn't ask him to investigate this case.

There is no need to doubt the management and organizational work habits of East Germany; they also pay attention to avoiding trouble.

As long as this Vashikin, who was flying the flag of the Kazan Metallurgical General Company, didn't reveal his identity and didn't make a move, he wouldn't take action.

He even stood here without inserting a word. He understood the meaning of "drawing fire to oneself" too well.

Neither of the two sitting here were good birds. They couldn't even hide from the disaster being diverted, so how could they ask for trouble?

The only variable was Anna. Even he couldn't understand why Anna ran over to find this Mr. Li.

He hadn't received a notification for assistance from above, nor had he received news from headquarters about whether to launch an investigation against Mr. Li.

At this time, he should go find Anna to talk, but he couldn't leave, and he couldn't tell his subordinates to do these two things.

So, he could only waste time here.

Either Mr. Li actively compromises with the other party, or Vashikin actively retreats. There was no third possibility of a direct move.

"That's too much trouble." Vashikin narrowed his eyes and said: "Our company has many friends, and finding people is very convenient."

"That's truly great—"

Li Xuewu's performance was just short of clapping for the other party. He leaned forward, looked into Vashikin's eyes, and said: "I have a friend who got lost. Can you help me find her?"

"Her name is Yulia." He didn't wait for the other party to agree, and said straight away: "A female university student from the Dresden University of Technology in Ukraine. Her French is very good, and she is also very beautiful."

Just when the other party's eyes narrowed into a line, Li Xuewu pointed at his own head again and said: "It's just that her brain doesn't work very well."

Swish—

I don't know if it was an illusion, but David, who was standing to the side, saw Vashikin suddenly open his eyes and suddenly felt a murderous aura permeate the air.

"That is a very good friend of mine, the first friend I made when I came to East Germany, and also my only friend."

Li Xuewu continued to add weight, not fearing the other party's gaze at all, and said affectionately: "If you can help me find her, that would be great."

"Mr. Li's sincere feelings for friendship are truly moving, but I am not very good at finding girls."

Vashikin said lightly: "Just like you said, their brains sometimes don't work very well, and they always take the wrong path and do the wrong things."

"Of course, it's not necessarily their fault." He tilted his head and looked at Li Xuewu: "Maybe they made bad friends, or bad people are harming them, don't you think, Mr. Li."

"You are absolutely right, I agree completely—"

Li Xuewu clapped his hands, shook his head slightly, and sighed: "What are girls most afraid of? Naturally, they are most afraid of making bad friends."

"Sigh—sometimes I really feel sorry for them and think it's not worth it. Making bad friends is equivalent to taking the wrong path, and they die without anyone knowing."

"It seems Mr. Li's friend is also like this." Vashikin folded his right leg, leaned against the back of the chair, and said lightly: "That's why I said there's no need to look, and she can't be found back, right?"

"Who knows—" Li Xuewu turned to look at David and asked: "I don't know if the Stasi has the resources and ability in this regard. As long as your side helps me find Yulia, I am willing to pay a reward of 10,000 German marks."

David Straul smoked a cigarette and didn't take his bait. He had no interest in Li Xuewu's intention to drag him into the water.

As for finding a friend, and some female university student from Dresden University of Technology, does he think he doesn't read the news?

That case was full of weirdness everywhere. Thinking back to the information and evidence he had previously mastered, did he still need to investigate who the murderer was?

Besides, Vashikin was already sitting here, and the swords and shadows of both sides were almost hitting his face. Was he stupid to take this bait?

Don't know, haven't seen, don't ask me.

"It seems I can't find this girl."

Seeing that David didn't even look at him, Li Xuewu sighed helplessly and said: "It's truly a lifetime missed. She was so cute."

"It can be seen that Mr. Li values friendship and righteousness, and has strength."

Vashikin lit a cigarette for himself and said lightly: "I have a deal here, I don't know if Mr. Li is interested."

He took a puff of smoke, turned his body slightly, and introduced: "A friend has an automobile manufacturing plant ready to be sold and wants to find a suitable buyer."

"Oh, an automobile manufacturing plant, is it in East Germany?"

Li Xuewu raised an eyebrow and asked: "If it's in East Germany, there aren't many private automobile manufacturing plants that can be sold."

He asked with a smile: "The automobile manufacturing plant you are talking about, could it be KKF Automobile? Is your friend named Fritz Fleischer?"

"Oh? You also know Fritz Fleischer?" Vashikin pretended to be surprised, flicked the ash, and said: "That's right, we are very good friends. He encountered some difficulties recently, so he entrusted it to me."

He spread his hands and pursed his lips, making an expression that said it was just like that.

"If you are willing, the price of 20 million is cheap for you."

"Ah—that really is a cheap price!"

Li Xuewu seemed to not understand the business and sighed: "An automobile manufacturing plant with complete production facilities and its own marketing channels."

He turned to look at David, who was staring with wide eyes, and said: "More importantly, this car company has an East German private license, right?"

David turned his head and looked at the end of the carriage. Anna was carrying a lunch box back. Perhaps feeling the tense atmosphere in the carriage, she frowned and opened the holster at her waist.

"Anna—" He stretched out his palm nervously to press down, then glanced at the two and greeted her.

He had to explain clearly to Anna, otherwise, this crazy woman would dare to come over and handcuff Vashikin, and then it would be impossible to explain clearly.

Li Xuewu didn't pay attention to their interaction, but tapped the table in front of him and said with a smile: "Just for this condition, let alone 20 million marks, even 40 million wouldn't be too much."

"It seems Mr. Li really understands the business."

Vashikin praised with a fake smile: "If you really think so, then this deal might really be done."

"Of course, of course I think so."

Li Xuewu spread his hands and said: "Why did we come to East Germany? Isn't it for technology and industrial development?"

"As long as there are no problems with the factory and no problems with the procedures, I have no problems here, and money is even less of a problem."

"Mr. Li is truly a straightforward person!"

Vashikin looked at him with a smile and said: "Then this deal is considered settled? I'll have to prepare when I go back."

"No problem, as long as Mr. Fritz Fleischer comes to Gera or East Berlin to find me, we can sign and pay immediately."

Li Xuewu waved his hand and said heroically: "Of course, I won't let you help for nothing. I'll give you a 1% introduction fee and hard work fee."

"That is truly thank you very much."

Vashikin sneered: "All of East Germany is promoting the generosity of the East. It turns out what they said is all true."

"We have always been like this to friends."

Li Xuewu's smile was sweet enough. It seemed he didn't see the coldness in the other party's eyes, and said straight away: "There is a lyric that goes: when friends come, there is good wine; when jackals come, we have hunting rifles."

He used his hand to gesture a shooting motion, smiled, and signaled to Vashikin opposite: "Bang—just like this."

Vashikin licked his teeth. He felt a sense of mockery for being teased. He was really meeting a character for the first time who knew his identity but was so fearless. Was the other party not afraid of death?

"Even for the sake of the 1% hard work fee, I have to be friends with you." He said with a smile: "What do you say?"

"I have been saying it all along—"

Li Xuewu pressed his hand on the table, looked at him, and said: "Why don't you also say, coming to find me so hard, could it be that you just want to help me find the owner of the little bird, or introduce business to me?"

"Doing things for friends, how can one be afraid of hard work." Vashikin took a puff of smoke and said: "Mr. Li values friendship and righteousness, and I am not a heartless person."

"Fritz Fleischer has very important things to do, so he entrusted me to handle his factory affairs entirely."

He just raised his head and looked at Li Xuewu, saying: "You can give the money directly to me, and I will transfer it to him."

"Ah—there are very important things?"

Li Xuewu didn't take his bait, but raised an eyebrow and asked: "Could it be that the rumors are true?"

Just when Vashikin frowned, he continued: "I heard that Mr. Fritz Fleischer died in prison."

David and Anna, who walked over together, frowned at the same time. But it was clear that David was more mature, grabbing Anna who was about to speak.

Anna naturally wouldn't allow these two mixed-up people to talk about East Germany's bad things together, especially this kind of bad things.

Slander, this was even more serious than slander; it could be called an insult.

"I don't know where you heard these messages, Mr. Li." Vashikin said lightly: "But I can tell you responsibly that Fritz Fleischer is alive and well."

"That's good, that's good—"

Li Xuewu let out a long sigh of relief and said with a smile: "I have a friend who is a good friend of Fritz Fleischer's wife."

He picked up his teacup and took a sip before continuing: "The news was told to me by her. Fritz Fleischer's wife has already submitted an application for property inheritance to the East German side. I thought he was really dead."

"But it doesn't matter—"

Just when Vashikin was about to speak, he pretended to comfort him: "As long as Mr. Fritz Fleischer appears, such rumors will be self-defeating."

"I believe Fritz Fleischer's wife also couldn't contact him, which is why she made such a decision."

"I fully understand this approach."

Vashikin narrowed his eyes, looked at Li Xuewu, and said: "I want to see Mrs. Fritz even more and want to explain to her in person."

"You can, of course you can." Li Xuewu nodded, put down the teacup in his hand, and said: "My friend said that Mrs. Fritz and her children are in Hong Kong. You can go see her at any time."

"Hong Kong?" Vashikin stared into Li Xuewu's eyes and said: "It seems Mr. Li knows Mrs. Fritz's whereabouts like the back of your hand."

"Sigh—" Li Xuewu didn't care too much and replied: "It was all told to me by a friend. How would I know Mrs. Fritz?"

"Our enterprise wants to acquire the KKF factory, and suddenly there was no news of Mr. Fritz, so we looked for this friend."

He explained very frankly: "She told me Mrs. Fritz would come forward to get the factory and then resell it to us."

"Now that you have brought the good news that Mr. Fritz is still alive, I believe this matter will definitely be a happy ending for everyone."

Li Xuewu sat up straight, turned to stare into the other party's eyes, and said: "As long as Mr. Fritz appears, all misunderstandings will be resolved."

"Mr. Fritz will appear at the appropriate time."

Vashikin turned his head impatiently, glared at the two people standing to the side like wooden stakes, and said lightly: "Can we talk alone?"

"You—"

"Sorry, I'm afraid that won't do—"

Anna was just about to speak, but David grabbed the lead. He was really afraid that Anna would say something unpleasant.

Even though Anna had already promised him not to do anything impulsive, he couldn't guarantee it.

If something happened to Anna here, he wouldn't be able to explain it to the higher-ups, and even less to Anna's background relationship.

So he stood in front, facing Vashikin formally for the first time, and reminded him with a slightly gentle tone: "We are performing official duties."

"Mr. Li, we have many things to talk about, it's just that the time isn't right today." Vashikin spread his hands on the table and said: "We can be friends. I admire your ability very much."

"If you are willing to hand over those two lost little birds to me, and purchase the KKF factory through my channels."

He pointed at the table and said: "I can guarantee that your trip to East Germany will definitely not be in vain."

"A guarantee from the Kazan Metallurgical General Company?"

Li Xuewu's mouth curled up. He glanced at Anna, leaned forward, and looked into Vashikin's eyes: "What if I say no?"

"I express regret for your choice."

Vashikin pursed his lips, stood up, and said: "But I believe you will change your mind. Waiting for your call."

He placed a business card on the small table, turned around, and left gracefully without looking at Anna, who was glaring.

Anna kept staring at the other party walking out of the carriage door, then turned to look at Li Xuewu, only to see him throw the business card Vashikin had just left into the trash tray, his expression even more disdainful, his contempt undisguised.

"If we could talk..." Seeing his action, David couldn't help but want to persuade him, but the rest of his words were glared back by Anna.

"You must have never participated in negotiation work."

Li Xuewu was also looking at him at this time, and said harmoniously: "Negotiation is not the ultimate goal; negotiation is just a means, a means to seek a common bottom line for both sides."

He withdrew his gaze, pointed at the small table, and didn't look at the tray under the small table: "He came to find me, which is a means. I refused him, and even slapped him, which is also a means."

Anna and David's brows never relaxed, but at this moment, there was even more confusion in their eyes.

They only understood the surface meaning of Li Xuewu's words; as for what he wanted to express, they really didn't know.

"Is it very hard to understand?" Li Xuewu didn't hear their response, looked at the two again, and said: "The neighbor's dog is barking at you. Do you choose to feed it meat to please it, or beat it with a stick to make it behave?"

Anna and David seemed to understand, but didn't answer. Li Xuewu didn't need their answer.

"I choose to feed it meat, but I also have to beat it." Li Xuewu took a sip of tea and said lightly: "Feed it meat because it is always a dog; beat it so it knows who is feeding it meat."

"You will still compromise, right?"

David sat opposite him, looked into his eyes, and said softly: "You can safely return to your country, but the technology and equipment your side purchased in East Germany need a guarantee."

"Just like you said—"

He pointed at the table and emphasized: "In order not to let that dog bark, not to affect your overall situation, right?"

"Mr. Straul, you are very wise." Li Xuewu praised him: "I believe you will definitely achieve something in the Stasi."

"Thank you, let's talk about your business."

David didn't care about his praise; he only worried about whether Li Xuewu would swing a dog-beating stick in his territory.

"I think you should be prepared." He stared into Li Xuewu's eyes and asked: "Then can I know how you plan to beat this dog?"

Looking at how East Germany handles its relationship with the Soviet Union in the future, and how it acts as a wall-grass, one knows that the Soviet Union never conquered Germany; it's just that Germans are more willing to reflect and look forward.

Similarly, as the sin of World War II, some countries performed very poorly, not only failing to learn to reflect but also wanting to rise from the ashes.

Li Xuewu felt that this dog-like thing should be beaten if it should be beaten; there was no need to feed it meat, because it couldn't be tamed. Feeding it shit would be enough.

"Are you trying to ask me where I plan to train this dog?" Li Xuewu exposed David's little thoughts with amusement, but deliberately teased him and asked back: "Where do you hope I train the dog?"

"How about Dresden?"

He turned to look at Anna standing to the side and said: "I am very familiar with Dresden. I believe the dogs will know the pain better when trained there."

At this time, David really didn't dare to answer, because he knew that next, Li Xuewu would have to endure Anna's anger.

He prayed for the train to open quickly, to send this troublemaker out of the Leipzig region as soon as possible, so that whatever happened next would have nothing to do with him.

Unfortunately, things went contrary to his wishes.

Anna was just about to reprimand Li Xuewu, but for no reason, she felt dizzy and collapsed directly onto Li Xuewu's seat.

She tried hard to breathe, knowing she had been poisoned, wanting to stay awake, but her eyes became increasingly unfocused.

David opposite was vigilant enough, but it was already too late.

Clang—Thud—

Sounds of falling one after another came from the carriage. Someone knocked over the lunch box they were eating, and the food spilled all over the floor.

Others wanted to resist, but pitifully, they hadn't even pulled out their pistols before they lost their strength.

"Run..." David gave Li Xuewu a final reminder before losing his ability to speak.

Run? Where to run?

It's freezing cold, and it's the middle of the night. Let him jump off the train? Stop joking; he'd either fall to his death or freeze to death.

Li Xuewu watched his companions falling one after another in the carriage, put on his gas mask, and waited in place with his arms crossed.

He believed that the other party would definitely come to collect the bodies.

It wasn't necessarily all medicine in the food; there was also poison gas drifting from the end of the carriage. Poison gas that could knock out a carriage full of people couldn't be better chosen.

Li Xuewu naturally couldn't smell the colorless and odorless poison gas, but he had a high enough level of vigilance after Vashikin left.

The moment Anna collapsed, he held his breath and put on his mask before his body showed any abnormalities.

Anyone who has studied chemistry knows that talking about toxicity without talking about dosage is being a hooligan, right?

Li Xuewu's physical fitness was a bit better. After reaching out to open the carriage window, he sat in his seat and rested for a while, and the dizziness disappeared.

This kind of arrangement was clearly in a hurry to take action. The other party was also afraid of long nights and many dreams. What if the effect of the poison gas wasn't ideal?

More than ten minutes later, there was no more sound in the carriage. The carriage door opened and closed, and someone walked in.

"Don't move the others, take the target."

The man wearing a mask reminded his partners behind him. There were three of them, and they were very handy at doing this kind of thing.

Looking at the target sitting there paralyzed, the cold snort inside the mask was even more satisfying and pleasant to the ear.

It was just that when he walked closer, he unexpectedly discovered that the target who should have lost consciousness was actually staring at him.

"Kill..."

"Bang—"

A whistling sound swept past, and a shovel that appeared suddenly slapped him on the face, directly slapping him away.

There were unconscious people everywhere in the train carriage. Both sides had concerns and restrained themselves from using pistols.

The result was that they took out knives, but the other side swung an engineer shovel. Where did this thing come from?

It must be said that the latest model of engineer shovel produced by the Hardware Factory was easy to use; it could dig holes, slap people, and cutting iron wire was easier than cutting people.

How was the skill of the special agents?

Let alone special agents, even if Superman came, in such a cramped environment, the combat value he could exert was limited.

The three had received reminders from their superiors before taking action: they couldn't expand the scope of damage, especially not harming Stasi people.

Now the Stasi hadn't entered the fray; the higher-ups didn't want the situation to become uncontrollable.

The others in the delegation's working group couldn't be moved either. If the impact was too large, even if East Germany didn't enter the fray, they would have to give an explanation.

So, grievances have heads and debts have owners. If you come out to mix, you must pay back!

Hmm, pay back your head—

The engineer shovel in Li Xuewu's hand danced with tiger-like wind, blocking the passage, truly having the posture of one man blocking the pass and ten thousand men unable to open it.

It was just that the other party wasn't a coward either. They had thought about it when they took action. Could three against one really lose?

The one who took a shovel slap almost died, but he also gained an offensive position. Now it was an attack from two directions. If they could front and back...

"Uh—"

Li Xuewu knew what these bastards wanted to do. He turned back and used a "returning horse spear" move, and the engineer shovel poked directly into the other party's ribs.

One was paralyzed, he dodged the fast knife that slashed over, the engineer shovel swung horizontally, forcing the other party into the seat. With a "force splitting Mount Hua" move, he wanted to chop off the other party's skull, scaring both of them to flip over the back of the seat.

They were also beaten into a frenzy. Seeing their companion twitching in pain on the ground, one of them pulled a pistol from his waist and was about to fire.

Bang—

A pistol is faster at seven steps, but is a gun faster within two steps?

The engineer shovel smashed onto the other party's wrist, the pistol was knocked away, Li Xuewu didn't pursue the victory, and backhanded a chop toward his back.

Clang—

Can a fast knife withstand an engineer shovel?

It couldn't withstand it. The other party just blocked it slightly. The goal was to "besiege Wei to save Zhao", forcing Li Xuewu to give up the attack on his companion.

"Go to hell—"

Li Xuewu didn't have time to turn around. Feeling the kid behind him pulling out a gun, he gave a back kick, which landed exactly on the other party's stomach.

No need to look; the enemy who could withstand one of his kicks hadn't been born yet. The guy who flew out hit the back of the seat directly, rolled on the ground twice, and had no movement.

Only one person was left on the other side. Li Xuewu saw his cold sweat coming down; it was clearly an accident that he was so good at fighting.

If Natasha's failure was because the other party was wise, and the action team's failure was because of the other party's combat power, then what did their failure count as?

"Put down the knife, I guarantee you won't die."

Li Xuewu shook the engineer shovel in his hand, signaling that there was no need for the other party to put up a desperate fight, and he could surrender.

The other party seemed to understand his Russian, but had no intention of surrendering.

On the battlefield, there is this option when two armies are facing each other, but there is no such thing as surrender in a hidden war. Defecting equals the whole family being copied and the nine clans being exterminated.

So the knife couldn't be put down; only when he put it down would he die.

This person shook his head slightly, gripped the knife in his hand tightly, gritted his teeth, and rushed up.

Clang—Bang—

The other party couldn't understand at all why Li Xuewu's strength was so great. The two sides fought without a single enemy to match him. He was injured if he touched, and died if he bumped. With such great strength, was he even human?

Clang—

The carriage door opened, and more people rushed in. Li Xuewu stood in the corridor and couldn't see how many people came for a while, but he didn't retreat. Instead, he kicked and rushed up vigorously.

There were Stasi people in the carriage, and there were also comrades from the delegation. He couldn't let them in. Even if the other party chose to use fast knives cautiously, he was afraid of the danger of trampling if they started fighting.

So, the carriage door closed, and the screams were isolated...

Clang—

The train stopped at the nearest station. The train conductor's emergency handling measures were very appropriate. He didn't care about the mess in the back, and even locked the carriage door, but only opened the door of the special train carriage after arriving at the station.

It was just a pity that not a single person could walk out of the carriage.

From the train conductor reporting the danger, to him nervously locking the carriage door, and then stopping at the small station, the time was only 19 minutes.

In less than 20 minutes, what happened in this special train carriage?

The train conductor stood at the door, but he didn't dare to look. He could only hear the ping-pong sounds inside. The ordinary passengers in the connected carriages had long since run to the front; no one dared to manage what happened here.

You ask about the train police? None. In this era, there was no such position as train police on East German trains; safety was managed by the crew.

Petty theft, fighting, they could handle, but they couldn't manage life-and-death matters, and they couldn't go up.

So when the door opened, the train conductor didn't dare to go up himself. It was the police at the station who were contacted in advance who were prepared, and the police chief was the first to enter the carriage with a pistol.

The carriage with heavy curtains drawn was very quiet, not even a groan of pain, but the scene could be described as tragic.

The most intense battle happened at the carriage door, so when the police chief went up, he saw the stacked...

"Ugh—" The police chief, who had guarded this small station for many years, couldn't hold back and retched, losing his dignity.

But at this moment, he had no mind to care about his dignity. He knew he couldn't handle the situation in front of him.

"I... I need to make a phone call."

He only had time to take a hurried look before turning around and getting off the carriage. After explaining to the train conductor, he ordered two subordinates to guard here, not allowing them to leave for a single step, and even more not allowing them to get on the carriage.

"What about my train?"

The train conductor spread his hands very helplessly and said: "There are other passengers on the train, and we are about to be unable to suppress them!"

He raised his hand to signal the other carriage doors that were tightly closed. Some passengers wanted to get off, and more curious ones were sticking to the windows to look down.

The most were the curses from across the windows, shouting for them to get down.

The police chief couldn't manage these. He raised the pistol in his hand and fired once at the sky. The noise in each carriage instantly quieted down.

"Anyone who dares to get off the train will be executed on the spot!"

He wasn't afraid of passengers getting off the train to impact the station; he was afraid that other gangsters would mix into the passengers to escape, or even bring danger to the station.

This train stopping here was a temporary stop itself, and it was also the train conductor reporting a big trouble.

Now this trouble was really too big, and he couldn't bear it.

The station master on duty also meant this, comforting the train conductor that he had already reported the relevant situation to the higher-ups. The train stopped, and when it would depart depended on news from above, or determining that they could handle the matter here.

"Didn't you say there were Stasi people on the train?"

The station master on duty had just finished explaining the instructions from the higher-ups when he remembered the train conductor's report just now.

"Don't know, they are all in this carriage."

"You really are a..."

The station master on duty wanted to scold him, but his gaze couldn't help but look behind the train conductor, which was the position of the carriage door.

"Stop! Don't move!"

The station police reacted very quickly, pointing their pistols at the man who suddenly appeared at the carriage door.

The police chief's reaction just now explained that the trouble above was very big, and now a man covered in blood appeared; they were scared to death.

This was just a small station leading to Gera. Where had they encountered such a situation? They were younger and hadn't even heard of it.

"I need someone who can speak French, Russian, or English. Do you have anyone here?"

Li Xuewu repeated his words in three languages, his voice full of exhaustion.

No one under the carriage could understand what he said, but they could determine he spoke three languages.

This kind of person was definitely not an ordinary character, so the police lowered their gun muzzles slightly, looking at him cautiously.

"Go away, go away—"

The police chief ran back with his heavy body. He saw someone coming down from the train from the duty room, and ran back after finishing the call.

Fortunately, just when Li Xuewu was trying to communicate again, the police chief indicated that he could speak French. He had been to France when he was young.

This was nothing strange. If it was the police chief's age, how many German men hadn't been to France?

"I must know your identity."

The police chief pressed his colleague's arm, stared at Li Xuewu cautiously, and his hand was also pressed on the pistol at his waist.

He saw that Li Xuewu had no weapons in his hands, which was why he dared to try to communicate.

"I am a person in charge of a delegation member unit invited by East Germany for industrial and commercial visits. My name is Li Xuewu."

Li Xuewu took out his identification from his shirt pocket and threw it onto the platform in the surprised gaze of the other party.

The police officer didn't wait for the police chief to bend down, but helped pick up the document. He could understand the text on it, and his face changed instantly.

Seeing the document, the police chief's face also changed. His brow furrowed, and he said: "Mr. Li, I have already reported the situation of this train to the higher-ups. Please tell me what happened on the train."

"We were attacked..."

Li Xuewu let out a long sigh of relief and sat on the steps at the carriage door as if he had survived a disaster.

Seeing him like this, the police officer also silently put away the gun in his hand because the police chief was already chatting with the other party.

Just when the police chief's face became even more surprised, the man at the carriage door should have finished speaking, moved aside, and asked the police chief to get on the carriage again.

This time the police chief didn't hesitate, followed the other party onto the carriage, and the police officer and train conductor also followed.

Tragic, unbearable tragedy.

Even though the police chief had seen it once, after listening to Li Xuewu's introduction and coming to the carriage door again, he still opened his mouth in surprise.

After his translation, the train conductor and station master on duty were also full of surprise, and even terror.

"I think a doctor is needed here." Li Xuewu shook his head slightly and said: "I can't guarantee whether the fight just now hurt others, and I can't say the impact of these toxic agents on their bodies."

"I'll go make a call—"

The station master on duty only then reacted; he hadn't reported according to the procedure.

He also couldn't bear the atmosphere in the carriage, ran down the carriage, and ran toward the duty room not far away.

Perhaps it was the station's handling method, and the police chief and others didn't encounter danger again, but someone actually came to watch the fun at the door of the next carriage.

The train conductor strictly followed the train conductor's request to block the passengers coming over, but couldn't block so many people.

It was the police officer who was smart, raising his hand to pull up the cloth curtain of the carriage door. The situation here was already bad enough.

"I need to determine how you did it."

The police chief looked at the scene and finally fixed his gaze on Li Xuewu, "Next, I am going to take my people to handle this."

Li Xuewu understood his meaning; he was going to organize the scene to facilitate the arrival of doctors or others to deal with the scene.

"A shovel, I picked it up."

Li Xuewu pointed to the ash shovel for the boiler at the door, which was the train conductor's equipment, and at this moment it was also stained with blood.

The police chief frowned and looked at him, asking: "Do you have any other weapons on you?"

Li Xuewu didn't answer his question, but opened his hands, signaling the other party to search him.

The police chief once again showed a surprised expression. He wasn't surprised that Li Xuewu had no weapons, but surprised that Li Xuewu had killed so many people with just one shovel.

Under the police chief's signal, the police officer searched Li Xuewu, but the result was exactly as Li Xuewu had just said.

"You can go down and rest for a while."

The police chief nodded, waved his hand to signal the police officer to take action, clear out those blocking the door, and of course, determine if the other party was still alive.

Hearing his explanation, the train conductor also ran down the carriage to call people to help in front.

When he left, he also looked at Li Xuewu deeply. This wasn't any business cadre; he was clearly... a train war god!

Woo—Woo—

20 minutes later, the train restarted, but it left the special train carriage behind, and a locomotive came over to pull the carriage away.

What about the people in the carriage?

The city hospital belonging to the small station accepted them. Li Xuewu met the delegation person in charge who rushed over here, as well as foreign affairs cadres.

Li Huai De also called, indicating that he didn't need to go to Gera, and the delegation leader had invited the other party to Berlin for negotiations.

Old Li's instruction to him was, if his health allowed, to rush back to Berlin as soon as possible and not have any more stops.

"How is she?"

Before deciding to leave, Li Xuewu still wanted to see Anna. This girl was really unlucky to have been injured.

Of course, there were quite a few others as unlucky as Anna. He had attracted as much firepower as possible and acted decisively.

But the more people who took action, the more concerns both sides had, and in the end, they didn't even dare to rush hard, afraid of trampling their companions.

"Fracture, internal bleeding, these are the only things that can be determined at present."

The doctor only had time to answer his inquiry simply before turning around and throwing himself into the rescue team.

Li Xuewu ultimately didn't get to see Anna because, due to her special status, Anna was the first to be pushed into the ward.

Accompanied by the delegation and foreign affairs cadres, he got into a car returning to Berlin. This time, the security team was professional enough.

I don't know if it was because of Anna's injury, but it aroused the anger of her father, and two infantry vehicles and one troop carrier escorted their motorcade straight to Berlin.

Li Xuewu looked at the dark night outside the car window, not knowing how to explain it to Old Li for a while.

Should he say he chopped from one end of the carriage to the other with a shovel without even blinking?

Or that his methods weren't clever enough, bringing so much trouble, and even fighting directly with the other party.

It was so hard for him to explain to Old Li, so one could imagine how hard it would be for Old Li to explain to the higher-ups.

From the attitude of the delegation and foreign affairs cadres, one could know a thing or two. What happened in Dresden should have been their last tolerance level. It was because Li Xuewu didn't suffer a loss and the other party didn't take it further that they didn't recall him.

Now that such a big thing happened, even if it wasn't his fault, he couldn't be left outside anymore and had to return to Berlin.

At this time, it wasn't just the delegation that was in a difficult position; East Germany was also in a difficult position.

The delegation had no way to explain Li Xuewu's bravery and combat power to the other party, and the other party had no way to explain why the delegation member unit would encounter such an attack in East Germany.

Both sides remained silent, waiting for the other to speak first.

However, the first to take action was actually Anna's father. ===== CHAPTER 1523 =====