(Brothers, if you give me a recommendation vote, there will be two more chapters)
I don’t know how long it took, but as long as Liu Zhenming exited the system and opened his eyes, there was endless darkness.
Liu Zhenming touched the ground and could feel some rancid bread and the like. He trained day and night in the training base, from the most basic steps of holding a gun and loading, to shooting and target shooting, and then to moving.
Shoot with the enemy.
Liu Zhenming almost thought that the whole world had forgotten him.
Liu Zhenming didn't know that there was already a commotion outside. Members of the U.S. cabinet had rushed to Buffalo, and U.S. Vice President Theodore Roosevelt also gave up his vacation and was preparing to take over as president.
Wu Tingfang, the Qing government's minister to the United States, Spain, and Peru, led a group of Qing government diplomats and hurried to Buffalo.
At the Buffalo City Central Hospital, the people coming and going were immersed in grief. US Vice President Roosevelt and several cabinet ministers came in a hurry.
When Wu Tingfang and a group of Qing government diplomats arrived, they immediately felt the anger in the air. The guards inside and outside the hospital, other members of the press, and ordinary people all focused their attention on Wu Tingfang and his party.
If there hadn't been an order from above, the guards at the hospital entrance might not have let Wu Tingfang and his entourage in at all.
Roosevelt walked into the room where McKinley's body was kept. He looked at the body of McKinley, whose head was still somewhat dented after being processed by his best friend. He couldn't help but burst into tears. He lowered his head and observed a few minutes of silence.
Then, he turned around and walked away. The President of the United States was gone, and it was the Vice President's turn to take the stage. In a library not far away, Roosevelt was sworn in as President of the United States, and then began to perform his duties.
Wu Tingfang not only came to see the dead people, but also came to see the Vice President of the United States. He was going to explain some things. At the door, the two groups finally met.
Wu Tingfang stepped aside slightly to clear a path.
"Mr. Vice President, Mr. Vice President!" Wu Tingfang greeted with a somewhat embarrassed expression.
Roosevelt didn't even bother to shun the Chinese personnel, and walked over quickly with a sullen face.
"Well, one wave has just subsided and another wave has arisen. What do you think we should do now?" Wu Tingfang looked helplessly at the attendants.
The writing on the "Xin Chou Treaty" has not yet been dry, and this big thing happened again. Not to mention Wu Tingfang, Wu Tingfang had just telegraphed the matter to the country. Li Hongzhang, who had originally signed the treaty, learned about it, and it was even more...
He was vomiting blood profusely and heard that he was about to die.
"For now, we can only prove that the assassin has nothing to do with the imperial court!" an attaché replied softly.
Wu Tingfang rubbed his temples with a headache on his face and sighed: "We only have to take one step at a time. Tomorrow the Americans will hold a trial on the assassination of the President of the United States. We should meet with him today."
"I just don't know if the U.S. government agrees or not," the attaché replied with a frown.
After a group of people entered the room and observed a moment of silence, they asked the US government to see Liu Zhenming. To Wu Tingfang's surprise, the US government did not make the matter more difficult and agreed to his request after a while.
…
With a clang, the small cell door made of iron sheets was opened, and a ray of light shone into the small dark cell. Liu Zhenming couldn't help but half-squinted his eyes to gradually adapt to the light outside.
"This guy is so awesome, he doesn't even look uncomfortable at all."
"This yellow man is very perverted. In a short period of time, he has already killed three black prisoners."
"Be careful!"
"Um!"
The two policemen dragged Liu Zhenming out with caution.
"Yellow man, go take a shower, someone wants to see you." Learning a language requires an environment. Liu Zhenming is in the United States, and his English has improved by leaps and bounds. However, he sometimes pretends to be stupid. After all, among Americans
In my eyes, it is difficult for ordinary Chinese to learn English...
As everyone knows, Liu Zhenming has a certain foundation, so it will be much easier.
You have to take a shower first when meeting someone. It seems that it won't be Foster's group. Those guys will only torture themselves, hoping to get some information from their mouths, and they will take care of other things.
For a moment, amidst the sound of rushing water, Liu Zhenming carefully wiped the dirt on his body. The green and purple skin looked shocking, and there were also scars. It can be said that Liu Zhenming no longer had a scar on his body.
Good meat.
However, Liu Zhenming found that he seemed to have developed some muscles, and he couldn't help but be secretly happy. According to the elf, the training in the training base also has a training effect on the real body, mainly through brain wave stimulation or something. Anyway,
Liu Zhenming didn't understand the reason. He only knew that the training at the training base not only allowed him to learn real military capabilities, but also allowed him to exercise his physical body in real life.
After changing into a clean prison uniform and re-shackling his feet, Liu Zhenming was taken to a room similar to that used for visits by relatives.
As soon as he walked in, Liu Zhenming was startled because he saw several Qing officials across the table, all of them dragging long pig tails behind their backs.
This was the first time Liu Zhenming wanted to contact Qing officials.
"Good afternoon, everyone!" Liu Zhenming moved his chair back, then sat down carelessly. Liu Zhenming could roughly guess the purpose of these people's coming. With the current weak status of the Qing Dynasty, these people would definitely not
They will come to intercede for him.
"I am Wu Tingfang, the minister to the United States!" The man sitting first introduced himself for a while, and then went straight to the topic: "Tomorrow, you will go to court."
Because the American prison guards were watching eagerly, Wu Tingfang did not say anything clearly, but the warning in his eyes was strong.
That is, you kid, don’t cause trouble to China or the Qing government.
"Minister to the United States? You came just in time. I need you to hire a lawyer. I am just a suspect now. I did not kill the President of the United States at all. I just broke into the hall accidentally and met
Something you shouldn't have encountered." Liu Zhenming said confidently.
Wu Tingfang did not feel any excitement, but sneered: "Don't you still understand your situation?"
"My situation?" Liu Zhenming asked calmly.
Wu Tingfang's face darkened, and he said coldly: "The bullet shot from the top of the hall was the main reason for Mr. McKinley's death, and many people saw you jumping from the top of the hall, although there is no direct evidence that it was you who did it.
, but the Americans have searched over and over again and found no other murderers. Now the American people outside are angry and they demand severe punishment for the murderers."
"So?" Liu Zhenming seemed to understand.
Wu Tingfang replied: "So, don't say that you are suspected. Even if you are not, you will be treated as a murderer. This is to calm the anger of the American people, do you know?"
"You mean I will die no matter what!" Liu Zhenming touched his immature chin.
"Looking at you, you are not an honest person." Wu Tingfang came to this conclusion when he saw that Liu Zhenming had no pigtails and spoke with no dignity.
"But no matter what you do, you have to think it over clearly. You have to know that I, the Qing Dynasty, can no longer stand the tossing." Wu Tingfang persuaded her earnestly.
Chapter completed!