By the time the police began to intervene, the Jewish businessmen were already lying on the cold floor tiles in a huddle.
A Gestapo member who was mixed in the crowd took a step forward and said to Moss: "Mr. Director, you have also seen it. These supporters who were originally Meyer's are constantly provoking troubles, provoking us many times, and insulting our character.
Please also seek justice for us."
Dalton on the side listened in surprise as the Gestapo finished speaking.
Obviously, this "ordinary citizen" has a certain relationship with Moss, or at least understands each other. Otherwise, he would never dare to complain in the first place when he commits murder in public.
Dalton gave a bitter smile. These Gustav supporters have already beaten others to the point of crying for their fathers and mothers, so what kind of justice do they want?
Is it only fair to pull up those Jewish businessmen who were lying on the ground like mud and beat them again?
Of course, as the police chief, Moss would not beat up the businessmen again. He just selected a few Jewish businessmen who "took the lead in provoking trouble" and brought them back to the police station for custody on charges of endangering public safety and stability.
Later, the Jewish businessmen who were knocked to the ground saw several prominent Jewish figures being dragged into police cars by the police like sacks.
Then, the man in a suit, who had been taken away by the police in full view, walked out of the police car in a swaggering manner.
There was still a black bruise on his face, but the blood at the corner of his mouth had been wiped clean. He just walked down wearing a new black tie common to the police station and a pair of police leather shoes.
A young Jewish businessman stumbled up from the ground, walked up to Moss and asked: "Mr. Police Chief, why can the assailant who took the lead in beating people get out of the police car so arrogantly? And those of me who were beaten
The friends who were beaten were caught and put in a police car."
Dalton, who was standing aside, thought to himself that it would be difficult for Moss to explain now.
Sure enough, when Moss was questioned like this, he was stunned for a while and couldn't explain.
Finally, Moss gave up his explanation: "Come here, since this person claims to be an accomplice of the troublemaker, let's arrest him together."
Looking at the young businessman being arrested by two policemen, Dalton could hardly believe his ears.
Sure enough, Jiang is still old and hot. Director Moss has no intention of explaining! The one who really needs to explain is this young man who is an accomplice of the instigator.
It has to be said that Moss’s approach is very relieving. However, relieving one’s anger comes at a price!
Dalton, who had been with Morse for many years as his deputy, sighed. If Morse had acted like this on the eve of Gustave's election to the presidency, there would be nothing wrong with it.
However, when it became clear that Gustav could not win the election, Moss blatantly favored Gustav's supporters and arrested Jewish businessmen who had submitted to Marshal Hindenburg. All of this would inevitably result in the victory of the new President Hindenburg.
Fort's disgust and revenge!
Dalton couldn't understand why the old superior who once knew the ways of being an official with prudence and self-preservation and was cautious now became so casual.
…
Gustav and his team members were sitting quietly in the corner of the Congress Hall. The active and enthusiastic group in the past seemed to have lost a divorce at this moment.
"It seems like a dream," Gustav said to himself, "a dream with no ending." His eyes, which were usually full of passion, were looking at the podium in front of him in confusion.
In another 10 minutes, it will be time to announce the results. For him, everything will be over in 10 minutes.
Although Gustave looked as calm as usual, everyone present knew that this time would be the biggest blow he had ever suffered in his life!
In fact, from the first time he agreed to Zhang Chengtian's offer to participating in the presidential election, Gustave was never sure of being elected president. He just wanted to express his voice so that the country could be more positive than before because of his participation.
thing.
Originally, he was just walking forward step by step. No one expected that with the propaganda of the Socialist Workers Party and the efforts of the members of the Liberal Party, he would go further and further.
Participate in the presidential election, become a presidential candidate, and be among the three most promising candidates. All of this is as beautiful as a dream.
It was a passionate day. No matter how hard or tiring it was, everyone gritted their teeth and moved forward, unwilling to relax at all.
But at the last moment, just one second before the train was about to enter the terminal, their terminal collapsed.
Sitting aside helplessly, watching others drive to the finish line in an orderly manner. Gustav couldn't bear all this. It was clear that there was only one step left, just a little bit of fairness, before he could get to that position and realize his dream.
ambition.
Outside the hall, there was a chaotic argument, as if a fight had taken place.
Gustav felt that it was his supporters protesting.
Maybe there was already a fight outside the Capitol. I really hope they can beat those Jews who deserve a beating, Gustav thought to himself.
The voting results were about to be announced. The young host who announced the results took the written script and walked to the podium.
At the same time, a Liberal Party official who stayed in the office was calling the restaurant: "Hello, are you the manager of the Berlin Hotel? Yes, we are the Gustav team ordering tonight. Prepare more wine for me, with high alcohol content.
.Also, please cancel the celebratory banners and turn off the music.”
In the police station, a Jewish businessman who was taking notes on the road said fiercely to the police officer: "When Marshal Hindenburg comes to power, you will all pay the price. At that time, you may even find me to intercede for you."
In the Congress Hall, Childe Meyer was shaking hands and communicating with Hindenburg. With an undisguised joking expression, Meyer smiled and glanced at the corner where Gustav's team was staying, and glanced at the rostrum.
direction.
For an instant, Meyer's smile froze on his face and his pupils quickly dilated.
His right hand that was holding hands with Hindenburg suddenly felt the strength from the other party. Looking back, Hindenburg's eyes were also full of shock.
In the corner of the Congress Hall, Gustav and his party stood up in shock. They used all their strength not to yell at this serious moment.
A premonition spread in everyone's mind. The young host on the stage happened to be a German star that everyone knew - Chang Chengtian, the leader of the Socialist Workers Party and who supported Gustav's presidential bid!
On the rostrum, Zhang Chengtian, who had just taken the stage, smiled in front of the reporters' flashlights and said: "Congratulations to Mr. Gustav for defeating Mr. Hindenburg, who received 49% of the vote, by one percent of the vote."
One percent Mr. Meyer.”
In the corner of the Congress hall, a crazy cry rose into the sky. Then, a group of members of Gustav's team blushed, waved their fists and laughed wildly.
With a broadcast delay of several seconds, the message was transmitted to all corners of Germany.
The crowd supporting Gustav was dancing and shouting in the streets and alleys. They used all their strength to celebrate this incredible result.
Two female members of the Liberal Party who stayed in the office building heard this broadcast just before going through the rent-out procedures. Tears instantly burst into their eyes. The two female members hugged each other while crying.
A few months ago, that troublesome voice that came to the office building and yelled "Who did it!" seemed so friendly in today's broadcast.
In the Congress Hall, with a trembling voice, Gustav grabbed the right hand of Chang Chengtian who had just stepped off the stage and said: "God... I won, I won!"
Zhang Chengtian smiled and said: "I am not God, I just regained justice for you."
In the police station, the Jewish businessmen who heard the broadcast were all filled with despair. They finally closed their boastful mouths and wrote notes quietly.
In the square opposite the Capitol, Police Chief Moss smiled and turned off the radio.
Yes, he knows how to be an official! That's why he ordered those Jewish businessmen to be taken away.
