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Chapter 27 Goodbye Zhang Xue

Wang Hu didn't realize that he was a little repelled by Zhang Xue, not because he hated him, but because he saw too many similarities between Zhang Xue and his former team member Li Qingqiu.

Apparently eleven years have passed, but not only has Wang Hu not forgotten, but he misses Li Qingqiu more and more frequently...

It's not without reason that the Human Death System teases Li Qingqiu. No one understands Wang Hu better than it does.

As for other team members, like Sandin, Yuki Ekaku, etc., do you think so? The synthesizer frowned in thought, who are they?

"I have something to ask, is your brother Zhang Tan a diplomat?" Seeing Zhang Xue nodding, Wang Hu continued to ask, "So here on Earth, will anyone who has contact with a diplomat be regarded as a spy?"

Wang Hu searched for a long time in the computer of the Constitutional Protection Bureau before he found the reason why he was suspected. The root cause was of course the series of reactions caused by his theft of the black light laboratory. However, Wang Hu had cleaned up so cleanly that it was impossible to contact him.

On the contrary, it was a mistake. "Because of his contact with Zhang Xue, he was regarded as a Chinese spy" is the real reason. It is simply arbitrary and arrogant!

But who are you going to talk to to reason with this?

Go to the Constitutional Protection Bureau and say, "I'm actually not familiar with her"? Come on, come on, tell me first how you know that we suspect you for this reason.

"Ah! You mean...that's why those policemen troubled you? I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I forgot that there was such a possibility." Zhang Xue is also a smart person, and he immediately figured it out and showed a sudden realization.

expression.

Then his face turned red, his heart felt bitter, and he apologized to Wang Hu.

This is the last thing she wants to happen!

But being too young and reckless taught her a hard lesson.

"No, I don't mean to blame you. After all, you have helped me a lot. I just want to understand what is going on." Wang Hu explained patiently.

The Constitutional Protection Service is the trouble standing in front of us, but it is just trouble.

He believes that these are some "hidden rules". On a backward planet, not all information is recorded on the carrier, but some is recorded in people's hearts. Not understanding these cold knowledge often leads to mission failure in details.

"If contact with diplomats is considered suspicious, what do other people say? You must know that the Chinese Embassy in Frankfurt is very active. It often communicates with Chinese people in Frankfurt, holds social gatherings, calls to express condolences during New Years and holidays, etc. Even I

I've received it several times. If this is suspected, then all Chinese are suspected, and I just don't understand why it's me?"

It was this that Wang Hu didn't understand the most when Zhang Tan drove to visit in an open and honest manner. Everything was laid out under the sun, which was completely in line with the embassy's consistent style of "neither humble nor arrogant, but upright".

Why is this suspected?

Why is that you?

Zhang Xue feels bitter. The first reason is that I have come too many times, and the second reason is that your personal experience is too perfect!

Others are living a hard life abroad. Who can be like you, without a diploma, but able to perfectly integrate into German society in eleven years? Have friends all over Frankfurt, become a trade union leader, have a perfect clean record for ten years, have a high income, and even have a private residence.

(Even though it’s a cabin in the woods, the price is not cheap at all)… If it hadn’t been for a sudden cash sale, you would have lived a better life than the German middle class!

So much like a spy!

This information was also found through the embassy in the past few days after Zhang Xue became interested in Wang Hu.

I thought there was a problem at the time, but now that I think about it, it really is a problem.

But Zhang Xue knows that Wang Hu is not a spy. The reason why he lives so well is because synthetic humans always arrange everything in an orderly manner. An orderly life is naturally better than others.

Everything is better, but the cumulative difference is a huge difference!

In a sense, Wang Hu represents the highest achievement that "ordinary people can achieve if they do everything perfectly."

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Zhang Xue thought about it and tried to explain it from an alien perspective. "You know, our earth was not as developed in the past as it is now... Don't pout! Who can compare with you aliens? We think we are not as developed as we are (super fierce)

)!"

Wang Hu nodded repeatedly.

I can't kill him, I can't drive him away, I'm also very desperate.

"In today's society, there are abundant social media, global networks, and convenient translation applications. As long as you want, you can understand information from any corner of the earth. But in the past, it was very difficult to understand foreign information, and it was mainly through translation.

Learn about it from newspapers, periodicals, books, movies, radio and other media.

But you know, one is the timeliness of the media, and the other is that foreign media are also biased, and translators also mix in a lot of private information. A famous example is the "Muzzle Raising One Centimeter" at the Berlin Wall. In fact, this

The outcome of the case never happened in Germany, but the translator made up this bowl of poisonous chicken soup and fed it to the country of Wei, poisoning many people."

"In short, at that time, in order to truly grasp the real situation in foreign countries, personnel stationed abroad were usually given the responsibility of 'truly understanding the local customs and habits, science and technology and people's livelihood, political ecology, and the latest trends.' So there was also the term 'diplomacy'

The implicit setting is that all officials are spies."

Broadly speaking, it can also be considered a spy.

During World War II, it was diplomats who speculated on the pace of Germany's war based on changes in local copper prices. Unfortunately, Britain and France were still thinking nonsense at that time and turned a blind eye to the evidence. No one could wake up those who were pretending to be asleep.

Anyway, history can be made up, even Berlin can be liberated by the United States, but where is the face?

"As for why I suspect you...I don't know. The logic of the counterintelligence department can never be guessed, and they don't need evidence. If they think you are, then you are."

"All right."

Wang Hu listed this hidden rule separately because he felt he could find out the facts before Zhang Xue.

There was also the anonymous letter that appeared at the police station. "Odin" thought it was done by CAI, but Wang Hu went to the CAI Frankfurt branch to see it, and it was not them at all.

Everyone seems to have ignored the third party in the incident, "they", who made deals with Western countries.

"They" have a thousand reasons to provoke this kind of thing, but Wang Hu hasn't found any trace of "them" yet.

Do you really think "they" are here for peace?

You don’t ask for anything, and you get high technology as soon as you come up?

Thinking about shit again!

"Okay, I've figured it out." Wang Hu turned around and asked seriously, "Zhang Xue, do you have anything else to do?"

Zhang Xue was stunned and threw it away after use. Are you such an alien?

"We are friends. My friend came to see you and brought breakfast! Do you have any questions?" Zhang Xue took out a large bag of breakfast from the basket of the car and waved it towards him, looking at me with softness overcoming toughness.

"Don't you want to try a double portion of white sausage and grilled, crispy and piping hot buns?" Her best friend had already told her that if you are too shy, you won't be able to eat it, but if you are too thick-skinned, you can lick it all.

"Oh... no problem at all. Please put it on the tree stump. You can sit wherever you like." Wang Hu changed his attitude again after seeing breakfast.

The synthetic man was surprisingly sincere this time. What's the point of wasting a little time? People always have to be right, right?
Chapter completed!
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