Chapter 571: Meeting (2)
Chapter 571: Meeting (2)
"Oh my god! Am I seeing things?" Finkel reached out and pulled Chen Runxi to his side. "Is that man Chu Zihang?"
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"That's it!" Finkel said firmly, "He's the only one with such expressionless and cold face!"
Chu Zihang's gaze also fell on Finkel, looking down at him indifferently.
Perhaps Chu Zihang was somewhat shocked, as he also recognized Finkel.
In this extremely cold sea, running into an old friend can be said to be the ultimate in luck.
"Chu Zihang!" Finkel waved, "Can I take a ride on this boat?"
Chu Zihang nodded slightly, turned around and said to Christina, "Miss Christina, please help me get that friend on board."
"Your friend?" Christina asked in surprise.
"Yes, and the one next to him, pick them up too." Chu Zihang said.
A dramatic encounter and a somewhat abstract reunion.
No one expected that they had a common destination.
However, Chu Zihang and the others did not have the chance to ask more questions. Finkel was very satisfied with the food on YAMAL and enjoyed it to his heart's content.
Along with his younger brother, the two of them ate a whole table of food, plus four bottles of red wine.
Finkel’s hand didn’t stop there, but it wasn’t enough to eat.
Before the new meal came, Finkel touched his stomach and looked left and right.
"Why are you here?" he asked Chu Zihang.
Chu Zihang gave a brief account of the situation and what happened in Russia.
The key characters were introduced again: Chu Tianjiao, Susie, Christina, Alexander Bunin, and Vincent von Ludwig.
Finkel's eyes widened, and he admired Chu Zihang's superb operation.
This ship brings together a father, a secret admirer, an agent, an arms dealer, and a madman.
Awesome, really awesome.
When Vincent von Ludwig heard that Fingel was German, he came up to him and asked to drink with him.
"Today's young Germans have lost their original spirit and energy." Vincent von Ludwig said of the past: "When the Führer was still alive, Germany was so glorious and dazzling. It was a shining star in human civilization, and no one could replace it."
Chu Zihang asked Christina to investigate Vincent von Ludwig, and the final result was: this guy was Hitler's subordinate.
Die-hard, so loyal that no one can replace it.
Because of his knowledge of the world of hybrids, Vincent von Ludwig firmly believed that he could resurrect the Führer.
Money, women, power, these are useless things to Vincent von Ludwig. He has only one treasure: the skull of the Führer.
He had been wandering in the Arctic Circle many years ago, and the YAMAL was rented by him every year in search of a legendary land of life and death, Avalon, also known as the Land of Gold.
He firmly believed that the place could resurrect the Führer.
Otherwise, Finkel would not have summarized this guy as a madman.
It is an honor for the Führer to have such a loyal fan. It is a bit of a loss of his status as the Führer. After all, he is still a figure from the past. Back then, he was full of vigor and vitality, and the 500,000-mark bread is still there.
It was an honor for Vincent von Ludwig to meet the Führer, but forget it, who would like to be associated with a madman?
"Hey, Mr. Finkel, do you know about German history?" Vincent von Ludwig's expression was exactly the same as when the charlatan was deceiving people.
Finkel didn't want to discuss this with such a guy, so he just said, "I may be an American in the future, not a German. Besides, you are cooperating with the Soviets now, your leader should know...hiss, people's hearts are not the same as they used to be."
This one sentence made Vincent von Ludwig look at old Bunin with a strange look.
Old Bunin quickly explained that he was just a businessman and his biggest dream in life was to leave Russia.
Finkel gave Chu Zihang a wink, and Chu Zihang knew what to arrange.
He asked old Bunin, Vincent von Ludwig and Christina to leave the restaurant and cut off all surveillance and listening devices in the restaurant.
“We’re all acquaintances now,” Susie said.
"This..." Finkel looked at Chu Tianjiao, "I'm not very familiar with him."
"Son, your classmate is very much my type." Chu Tianjiao also looked at Finkel.
"Fingal." Finkel stretched out his hand.
"Chu Tianjiao." Chu Tianjiao held Finkel's hand, "If I remember correctly, you seemed to have participated in the operation in the Greenland Sea."
"You know?" Finkel asked in surprise.
"Principal Angers asked me to go there once after you guys got into trouble." Chu Tianjiao said, "I took a little time out of my busy schedule to go on a business trip."
"My father is on the gray list of the executive department." Chu Zihang explained.
"I see." Finkel immediately showed a look of mutual respect, "We both work for Principal Ange. In a sense, I took over your job after you disappeared."
Finkel had heard Principal Ange mention that there was someone who monitored Lu Mingfei before him, but that person encountered some situations and disappeared.
Before this, Finkel had some guesses. He roughly guessed that the person that Principal Angers was talking about was Chu Zihang's father.
This guess was confirmed. Finkel didn't say much, but raised his glass and gestured to Chu Tianjiao.
"It's all in the wine," said Finkel.
"It's all in the wine." Chu Tianjiao responded.
The tacit understanding between tools. Although Chu Tianjiao never considered himself a tool, Finkel always regarded himself as a tool.
Chu Tianjiao has his justice and reasons, and Finkel has his hatred, which makes his intentions muddy.
"I remember you were missing," said Finkel.
"I was lucky. I escaped." Chu Tianjiao replied and told the story again.
After listening to this, Finkel nodded and said with a big laugh: "Uncle, you are so damn lucky!"
"Indeed." Chu Tianjiao poured wine for Finkel.
"Now that they are not here, you can tell me why you are here." Chu Zihang said in a flat tone.
"How did I get here?" Finkel put one foot on the chair. "It's a long story, starting from the time in Japan. I have been trying to catch up with you, but you are running too fast. After Principal Ange got into trouble, I didn't get much help, and I had to rely on my own legs. I wandered around, begged, and traveled thousands of miles. I finally caught up with you, but this is the result."
Finkel slammed the table. "I lost track of you. I heard that you were dispersed by the college team. I don't know whether you are alive or dead. Well, you don't know how bad I felt at that time. I was about to collapse. The vice-president's assignment was really a rip-off. There was no money, no people, and not much work. I will never accept his assignment again next time."
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