Chapter 161: Calm
Calm days always pass quickly.
A month has passed since Vincenzo was cleared out at the resort.
That night a month ago, Vanessa, who was far away in Italy, received an order from Cheng Yi and immediately cleaned out the remnants of Vincenzo's gang left in Italy.
The first ruler of the Italian royal regime, all the forces under his command were destroyed overnight.
This also allowed other Yi regimes to intuitively feel how miserable the final outcome would be if they opposed Cheng Yi.
Therefore, Vincenzo's incident served as a warning to others. Even though killing him greatly changed the power structure in Italy, it did not cause any waves on the Italian side and remained silent.
In return for the neural chip data, the Baiqing Society returned the 20 billion arms seized half a year ago. With the help of this batch of arms, Tavia completed a major expansion of its power in Central Europe, but the new power still needs to be consolidated.
Jiang Luan's drug research at Hoffmann Hospital progressed rapidly, and the German military subsequently put forward more requirements. If he wanted to return to headquarters, the transportation of experimental drugs and instruments would not be an easy task.
After comprehensive consideration, Cheng Yi remained in Germany and did not return to Italy.
But at the same time, Bai Yao also stayed in Germany, and the White Youth Society's expansion of power was proceeding steadily in Eastern and Central Europe, and the exchange of fire between the two gangs still showed no sign of stopping.
The leaders of the two major gangs in Asia and Europe have not returned to their families. Old man Dai Wei lives in fear every day. He cannot openly help either side, nor does he dare to help too much. It is really difficult for him to install these two big Buddhas in his small temple.
The summer heat in Berlin gradually dissipated as time went by.
This poetic and profound city has finally shaken off the heat and revealed its historical charm in the quiet late summer.
The Spree River still quietly surrounds Hoffmann Hospital, flowing slowly along history amid the ups and downs of the world.
Watch the wind, flowers, snow and moon with a smile, and record the three dreams of life.
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Berlin, Germany.
East District 1, September 11th, time 12:00.
The weather in late summer is capricious. It makes people shiver with cold in the morning and evening, and it is as hot as midsummer during the day.
The leaves of the linden and fir trees gradually turned yellow under the combined erosion of high and low temperatures, dyeing the entire Berlin a mixture of yellow and green colors.
The sunlight came in through the window, illuminating the corridor of Hoffman Hospital, and everything was lazy.
From the corner of the second floor, I vaguely saw a few people walking out.
Two tall men, following a slender figure, walked quickly from the end of the corridor.
As Lu Qian walked, he took off his white coat and put it in his arms.
She casually let down her bun, and her long, soft, curly hair scattered behind her as her graceful figure swayed. The sunlight sprinkled on her hair, and the ripples of light were like waves reflecting the starlight in the dark night, beautiful and graceful.
That cute pink and white baby face, set off by a capable and elegant black dress, has a bit more coolness and intelligence.
Lu Qian raised his face, his black pearl-like eyes swept around the corridor, and his eyebrows were frowned in displeasure.
Then, he waved his hand impatiently behind him and said, "Huang, go get Qingli for me. If he doesn't learn thirty words today, he won't eat."
Qi Huang immediately responded: "Yes!"
He turned around and disappeared at the end of the second-floor corridor.
Lu Qian's steps continued uninterrupted. She turned her head and casually threw her white coat into Ling Shuo's hands. She said, "Shuo, find Jiang Luan and have him wash and change clothes. He has to meet with the director of Xia Li Te Hospital this afternoon."
Ling Shuo, who was following behind her, twitched his face, looking embarrassed, and said vaguely: "Jiang Luan...he hid and I couldn't find him."
Upon hearing this, Lu Qian suddenly stopped and frightened Ling Shuo, who was following behind him, so much that he staggered.
She turned around, raised her finger and pointed it at Ling Shuo, her eyes widened, she gritted her teeth viciously, and her voice was filled with anger:
"The lab, the kitchen, the top floor storage room at the hospital, if no one's there, I'll go to the back of the library's bookshelves and dig deep to find him!!!"
Lu Qian was so angry that his breathing became heavy. He slowly put his hands on his waist, and his chest rose and fell with his emotions.
Ling Shuo's scalp instantly went numb, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, he swallowed hard, and hurriedly responded: "Yes, yes, yes!"
Then he flashed away at a speed as swift as an antelope.
Seeing Ling Shuo's actions, Lu Qian calmed down a little and relaxed her expression. She raised her hand to open the door of the medical room next to her and shouted in fluent German:
"Jane! Find someone to collect all of Jiang Luan's junk!!"
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Sui Tang, standing at the end of the corridor, looked at Ling Shuo who was fleeing the scene quickly, and then looked at Lu Qian who was standing in the middle of the corridor with his hands on his waist.
"I'll go."
Sui Tang stared blankly with his mouth open. The cigarette between his fingers had already burned out. He was so stunned that he forgot to smoke. "This is too fierce."
This scene has been happening almost every day at Hoffman Hospital over the past month.
But the difference is that it was very mild at the beginning, but now it is simply a murder scene, just like catching the New Year pig during the Spring Festival.
Cheng Yi couldn't force Jiang Luan to go out for social events or force Qing Li to learn to read, but he let Lu Qian do it.
Qingli, the blasting genius, is semi-illiterate.
It's not that he doesn't like to talk, it's that he can't speak. He can hardly speak English, Chinese, Italian, or other languages that can be used to communicate with others, and he can only barely understand.
But he felt that he didn't need to know too much, as long as he could understand what Cheng Yi said: "Blow this up."
Moreover, he cannot read. Apart from his native Russian, which he can recognize at the level of some primary school students, other languages are like hieroglyphics to him.
Qingli has been with Cheng Yi for four or five years. Cheng Yi is also helpless about this, but Qingli refuses to learn anything. When asked to learn to read, he locks himself in the blasting experiment center and does not come out for ten days or half a month.
Cheng Yi couldn't do anything to him.
Sui Tang thought of this, shook his head with a conflicted look on his face, and sighed softly.
How did Lu Qian make Qingli learn to read (involuntary version)?
Suddenly, a series of "thump thump" footsteps sounded behind Sui Tang, bringing his thoughts back to reality.
Sui Tang turned around and saw Cheng Yi walking towards him from the other side of the corridor.
Cheng Yi was wearing a black casual suit with the three buttons on his chest open, revealing his strong honey-colored chest muscles. Beads of sweat dripped down the lines of his muscles and spread out at the collar of his shirt.
His sleeves were loosely rolled up, the muscles on his arms were engorged with blood and veins were bulging. His usually neat hair was gathered back, with a few strands hanging in front of his forehead, looking messy and wild.
Sui Tang stood up and leaned against the wall, then casually put out the cigarette in his hand and said hello to Cheng Yi: "Going to practice boxing again?"
Cheng Yi raised his eyebrows slightly and nodded casually, "I rested for half a month before, and I'm almost exhausted. I have to move."
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