When I finish playing this game, I will beat you to death!

"Hahahaha, I am immortal, I am not a waste, I am perfect!"

He was so excited that he was already crying, tears and snot poured out, Schreiber touched his face and laughed wildly in the mirror.

"Are you satisfied with who you are now?"

Lei Zhe put down his teacup, and asked Schreiber who was looking at himself in the mirror in front of him.

"What do you want me to do for you?"

Facing Lei Zhe without madness and ferocity, Schreiber at least really lost his killing intent towards the man in front of him. Maybe this beast also has a grateful attitude, but he is still dangerous to crazy.

Lei Zhe only stabilized his spirit and reason, but did not eradicate it, and it would still show up during battles or killing people.

It's just that for Lei Zhe, the benefactor who has made himself perfect and no longer flawed, Schreiber can indeed just not show his fangs to him.

Schreiber has an unimaginable super-calculation ability. As long as his reason and spirit are not crazy, he can quickly think about cause and effect, but this talent has been used in killing people.

Lei Zhe defeated himself, healed himself, and turned himself into the perfection he expected.

As long as Lei Zhe asked Schreiber to work for him in the future, the other party would not refuse.

But Lei Zhe really wants Schreiber to do things for him, but he doesn't need to be by his side, after all, the other party is also one of the actors, so...

"Continue to live your ugly but beautiful life here in Berlin where you destroy everything and inflict your own pain on others a thousand times. In the future, many of your kind will be born here."

"I only have one request for you. After a few years, kill someone. If you can't kill someone, you will be defeated by the other party. You should dedicate your loyalty to the existence that defeated you."

Lei Zhe looked at Schreiber who was quietly listening to his order in front of him with calm eyes, and finally said bluntly:

"Don't die until that moment comes."

This strange order or condition made it impossible for Schreiber to refuse, and there was no reason to refuse.

Just kill a person, and if you fail, offer your loyalty to the other party?

Schreiber didn't want to lose anymore. After losing to the same kind summoned by Lei Zhe a few nights ago, he didn't want to lose to anyone anymore.

How can a perfect existence lose, I am already immortal and perfect, so it is impossible to lose!

After completing this guy's order, Schreiber planned to continue living the twisted, ugly but wonderful life that Lei Zhe said.

ps: Ask for votes, please recommend, some readers don't understand the definition and past of Schreiber's role, and only after writing it do they realize how miserable the other party is......

Chapter 51 The Beast and the Snake, the Official First Meeting with Reinhardt

In today's Germany, the head of state who led Germany to a better place is still speaking in a very contagious tone at this moment.

However, something happened today that put an end to this speech.

"Boom--!"

A violent explosion roared suddenly, and after the sound, everyone saw the powerful explosion.

All the SS guards in charge of vigilance were also shocked and vigilant.

"F, there was an explosion, what's going on!?"

"Your Excellency, are you okay? Damn it! It's that bastard who dared to do such a ridiculous thing."

"Quickly block the venue! What are you doing, don't dawdle! Don't let me out even a single ant!"

The speech had to be interrupted by an unexpected explosion, and the screams of the civilians mingled with the roars of the guards.

On November 1939, 11, there was a mysterious explosion on the speech of the head of state of the Third Reich, which shook events all over Europe and made all the causal gears start to gradually rotate.

In the history of the Third Reich, which was defeated in the First World War, amidst the groans of poverty and despair, a charismatic leader appeared and was resurrected like a phoenix.

And in order to dominate the world again, it began to invade neighboring countries.

Thus, perhaps far beyond the first war, it began under the different emotions of each person.

Now the curtain has gradually opened to the beginning of the mystery.

And today, after Lei Zhe and Mercury changed their names to Gray and Carl, they were also imprisoned today.

"Da da..."

The sound of flat footsteps echoed in the passage corridor of the prison. A man was wearing an officer's uniform and a military cap. His blond hair that looked like flames was only as long as the earlobe. His handsome face seemed to have a few traces of inhuman magic.

No flaws could be found in the other party from the shape and temperament, only the eyes that were as silent as stagnant water gave him a kind of indifferent temperament that strangers should not get close to.

The subordinates following him were also reporting on military matters.

"That is to say, the assassination of His Excellency the President...of course it ended without a problem, and the result was an attempt, but the arrest and prosecution of the key criminals has been slow. If we look into the reason..."

He was talking about the mysterious explosion in the head of state's speech today, but at the end he looked helpless, and he couldn't continue.

But the officer in front of the subordinate, the man whose full name is Reinhard Tristan Eugene Heydrich, continued the words that the subordinate could not say in a flat and quiet voice.

"There are too many suspects to be sure. This is also helpless. There are probably as many people who want to stab His Excellency the Führer. It is not an exaggeration to say that there are so many that they can be sold."

In the detention center lined with iron fences, Reinhardt calmly glanced at his hesitant subordinates, and his harmless gaze made his subordinates feel like they were sitting on pins and needles.

Although his subordinates didn't mention the essentials, Reinhard also understood his intentions.

Even if it doesn't matter whether you listen or not, listening to issues that don't need to be considered is just a waste of action.

The place in front of us, used to imprison criminals, is actually closer to a pigsty waiting to be executed, and very few people can get out alive.

The smell of rust is mixed with a bit of blood, and the place is full of the breath of death, which is inevitable. Although there are [-]% of people who can walk out alive, none of them are intact.

Reinhardt had a slight liking for this place full of death, but he didn't reach a satisfactory level.

Being arrested by the Gestapo is such a thing, guilt or innocence is not important, except for some special cases, it is just being charged with some trumped-up charges and dying in public.

"...Yes, as your Excellency said, but as the sentinels of the imperial capital, it is really embarrassing for us to be helpless like this." The subordinate said with a guilty expression.

"There is no need to feel guilty, Captain." Reinhard waved his hand calmly and said, "Besides, as the loyal ministers of His Excellency the Head of State and the sentries of the imperial capital, you have captured the people who are here now, haven't you? "

"Exactly, Your Excellency the Lieutenant General!"

Therefore, it is not unusual to adopt such a treatment from time to time. Even if an innocent person is used as a scapegoat, Reinhard has long seen it.

Not many people care about whether the existence in this detention center is really a sinner.

This is also the lubricant that is filled with the oil called blood to keep the wheels of the social construct turning.

Thinking about this, Reinhardt glanced at the captain and nodded, affirming the other party's actions, saying:

"Well, that's a good job. Regardless of the truth of the matter, your efforts may not be in vain."

The crime and the severity of the sentence are all decided by Reinhardt. Now he has the right and ability to control such things.

So then just implement it.

To put it bluntly, the targeted people in the detention center also had problems.

The weak have the self-defense methods of the weak. They fail to show their innocence on weekdays, and the existence that they are going to meet next is the crime of the other party.

"What do you mean?" the captain asked cautiously.

Reinhardt said calmly, "What are the names of those two people?"

It should be two sad and confused men, right?

A captain under Reinhardt.He also truthfully reported the information on the two prisoners who were about to meet, and said:

"Carl Ernst Kraft and Gray Enklaf, according to the testimonies of those two people, the former was born in Basel, Switzerland, and the latter came from the ancient country in the east. There is no special problem about these shops, and it has been confirmed that it is not a perjury, but......"

"what happened?"

Surprised by the subordinate who stopped talking at this moment, Reinhard looked at the subordinate with a calm and dignified look again.

The hesitation on the face of the other party was not fear, but in the eyes of the other party, there was a bit of boredom...or taboo.

It's like trying to avoid saying it.

"This...how should I say it." The captain organized his words with a hesitant face, and said, "These two men are proficient in some strange skills, although they are not worth mentioning...by the way , people call them and their techniques..."

"Foretelling the future through astrology, or divination and fortune-telling as they say in the East... Magicians and Taoists? Interesting combination."

Reinhard picked up what his subordinates failed to say. Although he is an officer, he is also a man of profound knowledge. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is both civil and military.

Western magicians and Eastern Taoist priests may be childish fraudsters, but they are just a race that is a little better at taking advantage of people's anxiety and understanding.

"...As you said, sir, of course, we understand that such tricks are just silly jokes, but in fact...the fate of that man named Gray has all come true, and The man named Karl also predicted the crisis of His Excellency the Führer, so we cannot completely ignore it."

This is the reason why the captain is so afraid and hesitant. Whether it is Gray or Carl, these two men are not like that kind of fraudster.

As long as they have investigated the other party's experience, they will have a contradictory result that even if they don't believe it, the facts are right in front of them.

But Reinhardt, it is impossible for him to think that it is to predict the future or determine the fate of people through magic or alchemy.

The idea of ​​using supernatural skills is in the realm of madness, and who is more likely to believe in simple logic in comparison.

"If this is the case, can Carl and Gray be regarded as the mastermind behind the assassination of His Excellency the Führer?"

What Reinhard said was not true or false. The actions and attitudes of those two people were beyond the scope of the protected citizens.

So he felt stupid, what kind of fate would be brought to him by that ambiguous behavior, and they would taste that pain next.

Thinking so contemptuously, he nodded to the captain in charge of the report and said:

"Thank you for your hard work. You are excellent, Captain. You are not fooled by rumors and superstitions. You have realistic and civilized judgment. On behalf of Your Excellency, I would like to express my gratitude. Talents like Qing are the treasure of the empire."

"Thank you for your compliment." The captain nodded gratefully in response.

"Very well, then you can go back, you, magicians and Taoist priests and other fraudsters, I'm fine by myself."

"Huh? But this way..."

Reinhardt's sudden words of resignation made the captain as a subordinate unable to react for a while.

Because Chief Liu can't face this kind of fraudster who speaks outrageously alone, so he has to hesitate.

But Reinhardt glanced at it, and his subordinates, who were unable to move due to face problems, glanced at it.

It only needs a little coercion to make the opponent obey, and Reinhardt knows this very well through his years of experience in working with military officers.

"Is there any problem? Captain, it's just some interrogation in a cage, and the other party is just a fraudster, at most it's just two terrorists."

Reinhardt pursues any dangerous things without his own awareness, because he doesn't have any sense of reality in life, probably because of his own problem.

"It's not about walking into a tiger's, wolf's, or lion's cage with your bare hands."

What's more, can the two people he wants to meet be comparable to these existences?

It is considered to be a boring farce, and if this is the case, there is no need to go to war over such trivial matters.

"......" The captain, who was a subordinate, had nothing to say after hearing this.

"Since Qing understands, go back, don't worry."

"...As you order, Your Excellency the Lieutenant General!"

"By the way, I will give instructions later, so let's rest for a while before that."

Reinhard watched without any expression, relaxed from the stiffness, and gradually moved away from the backs of his subordinates.

What a serious man, just thinking about it, Reinhard turned around and continued on.

Now to solve the problem of being placed in the cage.

Walking down the corridor made of low-quality steel, continue to move forward.

Only a short distance away, looking at the rusty iron fence, Reinhard walked indifferently in the direction of the target.

In front of the two steel cells, there are two men with different temperaments, but they all have a different feeling. Although their looks and temperaments are different, they have an inexplicable sense of similarity in some aspects.

Both have slender waist-length hair and blue eyes.

The former has long dark blue hair, and the long hair on the back is ended by a butterfly. The gentle and intellectual oriental long-faced man gives a calm impression, but there is a smile that seems to be cannibalistic on his face.

There is also a strange impression, with the conflicting senses of old and young temperament mixed together, which becomes a mirage on closer inspection.

The latter has long jet black hair, a gentle and handsome face with an ethereal temperament, which makes people have a strange sense of 'perfection' in various aspects. People with defects will unconsciously want to get close to the other party, want to get close to the other party, and want to get from the other party. The wonderful feeling of getting something to complete yourself.

For Reinhardt, it was even more strange. The two figures sitting quietly in handcuffs in front of him gave him an inexplicable attraction.

Ambiguous and fuzzy, the two are clearly there, but it gives Reinhardt an incongruous sense that seems to be projected here from another place, making him frown.

The male with long blue hair is very contradictory, thin and very active, on the borderline between being exhausted and a dead tree blooming, very contradictory.

The black long-haired man is very heterogeneous and has a human appearance, but the first impression is the feeling of perfection, which makes Reinhardt very concerned.

If one had to describe Reinhardt's feelings towards the two at the moment, it would be extremely out of tune with the world.