In Chişinău, the capital of Moldova, Shi Quan drove a rented car on a muddy road. From time to time, he could see old people kneeling begging on the bumpy sidewalks.

It's hard to imagine that this is Europe, and even harder to imagine that this is the capital of a country. To put it bluntly, Ulaanbaatar, the capital of Mongolia he has ever visited, is better than here.

In the eyes of Elena, who is in the passenger seat, the scenery in this city is obviously not as beautiful as the vineyards all over the countryside.

"I thought it would be better to leave Dezuo and enter Moldova," Elena said disappointedly.

"I take back what I said yesterday. The German left is not much better than Moldova, and Moldova is not much better than the German left."

Shi Quan sighed. After they arrived in Kamenka yesterday, at the invitation of the Russian officer introduced by Valeria, they went to Tiraspol, the "capital" of the German Left. What surprised them was that this "country"

The "capital" is actually next to a virgin forest, which is a virgin forest in the true sense. And the people living in this city are still talking about the beauty of the Soviet Union today, nearly 30 years after the disintegration of the Soviet Union.

What is even more incredible is that it is not Russia or local officials who rule the German left, but a company called "Sharif".

From the Sharif Supermarkets everywhere to the Sharif Stadium, which is large and out of place in the bustling city. People living here almost revolve around this company with a yellow cartoon five-pointed star as its logo in their daily lives.

In the eyes of Elena, a girl who grew up in Belarus, regardless of the good or bad side, the German left is more Soviet than Belarus.

In the eyes of the Russian officer, the German Left is a province of Moldova, Moldova is a province of Romania, and Romania is a province of the European Union. However, because of the remaining power of the Soviet Union, regardless of whether the German Left or Romania, the people living here

It's like having a sweet dream and a nightmare at the same time, and it's hard to wake up from the dream whether you want to or not.

In the "capital" of the German Left, various Soviet-era statues can be seen everywhere. Even Yakovlev, the former commander of the 14th Army, was erected as a monument and said to be grateful to the locals. In the mouths of the locals, Lenin and Jesus are the most important people in the world.

The two best people in the world, Sharif is the real "good guy" there, whether they think so in their hearts or not.

The absurdity and unbelievability of all this did not diminish much because Elena Shiquan drove to Chisinau, the capital of Moldova, because apart from being relatively freer of ideas, it is not any better than the other side.

Despite the German left, Moldova is located on the border of the EU, but it is difficult for it to join the EU. Precisely because of this, the EU flags that always appear next to the Moldova flag are more like a joke and an elusive dream.

The rented car continued along the muddy streets in the direction of the National Library of Moldova, but Shi Quan no longer had any extra curiosity about the bleak scenery in the city and the Chinese Yiwu goods that could be seen everywhere.

Whether Germany, the Left or Moldova, in a sense they are like two countries to the north and south of the 38th Parallel, but in another sense they are far inferior.

No matter what its name is, no matter who it belongs to, in fact it has always been one of the poorest countries in Europe. Tax evasion, fake passports and even human trafficking have not stopped since the collapse of the Soviet Union in the 1990s.

Not to mention anything else, there were eight passports in the glove box between him and Elena, from Moldova, Germany, Ukraine, and Russia. Each of them had four passports of different nationalities.

Even because they paid enough money, these four passports are completely authentic.

In other words, this is spending money to forcibly create four new identities. As long as they are willing, they can use the most worthless German and left passport to solve the border crossing problem, and the rest can be used forever. And these eight passports

The cost was less than 100,000 US dollars, and that was because I paid more for expediting.

"This is simply a paradise for rich people," Elena said, half mockingly and half sighing, as she looked at the library getting closer and closer.

"really"

Shi Quan stepped on the brakes and slowed down the car, "Guarding the best wine producing areas in the world, and at the same time being close enough to the European Union and Eastern Europe. You can make a lot of money by doing any alcohol business, as long as you don't come to the city, the surrounding environment

It’s surprisingly good, and even the prices are shockingly low.”

"And as long as there is no world war, there is almost no need to consider the overall environmental and safety issues here."

Elena pulled out the pistol from the holster under her arm, pulled the slide to load a bullet into the chamber, and then pulled out the magazine to refill the bullet. "The most important thing is that the law can bow to money."

"After completing the commission from the Kolchak family, we can consider buying a vineyard here." Shi Quan also checked the status of the gun, then opened the car door, "Let's go, see what we can do in the library

What did you find in the library?"

After hearing this, Elena, who specially changed into a student outfit, took her backpack and tablet computer, and walked into the library holding Shi Quan's arm.

After all, Moldova was overthrown by the Soviet Union twice, so the number of Russian speakers here far exceeds the official so-called Moldovan. As for the more than one million Moldovan speakers, more than half of them insist that they speak Romanian.

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Therefore, even in the largest library in the country, most of the documents that can be found are Russian documents, and the remaining Romanian documents generally have corresponding Russian translations.

When the two of them went through a lot of trouble to find the literature section related to the history of winemaking, the people here were much deserted than in other areas. The few remaining people reading against the bookshelf were all old men with gray beards.

"Let's get started," Shi Quan said in a low voice, and then the two of them walked back to back along the two rows of bookshelves to search for documents of the relevant era.

This is destined to be a long and boring job, but it is much more comfortable than Ivan the Great and others who are looking for the only remaining vineyards in Dezuo.

Putting the "History of the Development of Grape Breeding" back on the bookshelf, Shi Quan randomly pulled out a fist-thick "History of Winemaking in Moldova", but before he could open it, through the gap, he saw a picture on the opposite side of the bookshelf.

He has a handsome, familiar face and a pair of round eyes!

"Elena!"

"Miriam!"

Two exclamations sounded almost at the same time, and then Shiquan and Issachar on the opposite bookshelf almost simultaneously drew out their guns and pointed at each other across the bookshelf!

After hearing this, Elena turned her head and saw that Shi Quan was already pointing a gun at the opponent. She threw the documents in her hand aside without thinking, then drew her gun and ran to the bookshelf opposite! Shi Quan and Issachar were also heading toward the opposite side at the same time.

The bookshelf moves quickly in the other direction!

After the two people ran in the opposite direction and finished the bookshelf, which was less than ten meters away, Elena used the birthday gift that was too full to cover up Issachar's forehead, while Shi Quan also used one on the other side.

The exact same pistol was pressed against Miriam's head.

Issachar and Miriam were not vegetarians either. Not only did they also aim their guns at each other, they also each pressed a sharp razor against the carotid arteries of Shi Quan and the others.

"Why are you here?" Elena and Miriam asked the same question at the same time.

"Aren't you here for us?" Shiquan and Issachar's answers were surprisingly consistent.

"Shiquan, my friend, this may be a misunderstanding." Issachar was the first to put away his pistol and razor to show his goodwill.

But before Shi Quan could say anything, Elena suddenly raised her long legs and kicked Issachar hard in the crotch. Then she covered the other person's mouth with one hand, blocking the changed screams in her throat.

, and at the same time, the pistol held in the other hand was pressed against his chin.

"Millian, let my man go." Elena cocked the hammer and shouted towards Miriam who was ten meters away.

Miriam glanced at the old men and old ladies who had left in a hurry around her, then looked at Shi Quan who had tightly closed his legs and covered his crotch with one hand. Finally, he also cocked the hammer of the pistol.

"Elena, let go of Issachar, this may be a misunderstanding."

Shi Quan first shouted in a low voice, then slowly moved the gun away from Miriam's forehead, and carefully pushed away the old-fashioned razor beside her neck.

"Don't be impulsive, this may really be a misunderstanding."

As Shi Quan spoke, he let Miriam raise the gun and slowly retreat with him. At the same time, he put the pistol back into the holster under his arm, and helped Issachar, whose face turned red and white, "Um, do you need to go to the hospital?"

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"No... no need, I'm fine, fine!" With Shi Quan's support, Issachar gritted his teeth and slowly stood up in a very girly posture.

"Find a place to sit?" Shi Quan motioned to Elena to put away the gun, pretending not to see the threat in Miriam's hand and extending a friendly invitation.

"First take your crazy woman to the parking lot and wait for us." Issachar resisted the urge to rub the wound and continued to say through gritted teeth.

"See you later, we'll wait for you in the parking lot." Shi Quan awkwardly handed over the task of supporting Issachar to Miriam, and then pulled Elena and escaped from the library.

Before the two people disappeared from sight, Issachar reached out to cover his crotch and knelt on the floor, wailing silently. Faintly, he could still hear Shiquan saying to Elena, "Well done!"

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"Are you okay?" Miriam put away her gun and asked with concern.

"No...it's okay." Issachar waved his hand and said in an almost speechless tone, "That crazy woman didn't kill her."

When Miriam heard this, the expression on her face changed from worry to gloating, "Don't worry, if it really doesn't work anymore, we will be sisters."

Issachar responded with a middle finger and knelt on the floor for a full ten minutes before he stood up again with difficulty. He gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice, "If that bastard doesn't give me an explanation, I will die today."
Chapter completed!