On the morning of March 9th, Lin Youde pushed the door open and entered his spare study room, whereupon he saw the petite blond girl sleeping soundly on her desk, her saliva soaking a large area on the open file.
Lin Youde looked back at the maids behind him - they were the ones who reported to Lin Youde that the German guests stayed in the study all night and refused to come out.
The leading maid immediately understood and began to whisper to the girls to prepare toiletries.
But this sound still disturbed Catherine, who was sleeping soundly.
She raised her head suddenly and looked at Lin Youde standing at the door with a blank expression. She was stunned for three seconds before raising her hands and rubbing her eyes. However, this action did not free her from her trance. She cooperated with her.
The blond hair, which had become disheveled due to her sleeping position, was extremely happy.
She continued to stare at Lin Youde, as if she wanted to confirm who the yellow-skinned guy standing at the door was.
Suddenly, she took a deep breath, and the expression on her face came alive, becoming extremely vivid.
"I...this..." After the initial panic, Catherine lowered her face and tried to put on a poker face.
Lin Youde seized the opportunity and stretched out his finger to tap the corner of his mouth, reminding him with a wicked smile: "Saliva."
Catherine was startled, raised her sleeve and wiped the corners of her mouth. After wiping it, she realized that this action was not very elegant. She quickly stopped and then searched all over her body for a handkerchief and began to wipe the corners of her mouth carefully.
At this time, she still wanted to put on a serious expression, but unfortunately her control could not penetrate deep into the blood vessel level to prevent the capillaries from transporting more blood to the face - she blushed.
Lin Youde continued, this time he nodded his eyes and said, "Eye shit."
Catherine immediately began to rub her eyes vigorously. After a while, her eyes turned red and tears came out.
Lin Youde turned his fingers to his nostrils and continued to yell: "Nose hair."
So Catherine moved her hand towards her small and delicate nose. Halfway through, she finally realized that Lin Youde was teasing her, so she put down her hand, coughed slightly, made a straight face, and rolled her eyes at Lin Youde.
"Please pay attention to your words and deeds." She warned Lin Youde solemnly, "Such frivolous behavior will cause passiveness in diplomacy."
"Yeah. My wives often remind me like this."
This time Catherine immediately realized that she had been "taken advantage of", the corners of her mouth twitched, and she finally ignored Lin Youde. Instead, she turned to the file.
Her eyes fell on the large water stain on the file, and the redness that had just faded came back on her face.
"Do I need to change a file for you?" Lin Youde asked sincerely.
"No, no need, this is just fine." Catherine cleared her throat again. "First of all, I have to express my respect to your intelligence department. Before I saw this dossier, I never knew that intelligence work could be done.
It's so detailed. Frankly speaking, I don't think the German intelligence agency can do the same thing. At least not now."
Lin Youde also corrected his attitude and replied: "Thank you for your praise."
"Secondly, after reading this document, I have a few questions and I hope you can give me answers."
"Speaking."
"First question, how many finished Shenjis with similar combat effectiveness does Professor Wagner have?"
"There should be no more," Lin Youde said, "but he can use the resources of Russia's goddesses to continue to 'manufacture'. Although the Romanov dynasty's goddesses suffered heavy losses, according to the information we have, there are still many good ones in their monasteries.
Miaozi. The question now is whether Soviet Russia will let Wagner touch those children."
"In other words, it is possible that all the surviving Tsarist Russian goddesses will become Wagner's experimental subjects?"
"If you don't want to surrender, that's all you can do."
"Well. Next question." The tone of Catherine's words reminded Lin Youde of the thesis defense before graduation. The fat old lady who served as the department chair asked Lin Youde one question after another. "Do you think Tsarist Russia will do it in two years?"
It collapsed within a month, but I saw no evidence in the files to support this conclusion."
"It's oil." Lin Youde said concisely. "The previous uprising led by the Bolsheviks in Kuba greatly weakened Tsarist Russia's already low oil production capacity, and most of Tsarist Russia's oil refining facilities are used to produce kerosene. The output of kerosene for internal combustion engines does not matter.
The quality is still not very good. In addition, we think the Bolsheviks will instigate new riots in the oil-producing areas."
"What do you think?" Catherine narrowed her eyes slightly, the subtext behind her words could not be more obvious.
Lin Youde shrugged innocently: "I know this is hard to believe, but we really have no intention of encouraging the Red Russians to unify Russia. For us, a divided Russia is more in our interests."
"Your candor is admirable."
Perhaps because there was a hint of sarcasm in Catherine's words, Lin Youde added: "A divided Russia is also in the interest of Germany, isn't it?"
Catherine began to bite her lip again, and finally she nodded and said, "Yes, we also hope that Russia will remain divided."
"Your candor is admirable."
After Lin Youde finished speaking, Catherine stared at him. The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere suddenly cooled down.
Seemingly seeing this opportunity, Kaoru led the maid team in.
Lin Youde said to Catherine, who was subconsciously on guard: "You stayed up all night, clean up first. Otherwise, such a lovely appearance will be wasted."
The word "cute" seemed to poke Catherine's g-spot. She glared at Lin Youde again before replying coldly: "No, I'll just go back to the ship to wash up and rest."
As she spoke, Catherine closed the file on the table, and then quickly tidied everything on the table in one minute. She picked up the briefcase, straightened her military uniform, and walked around the maids who were waiting for Lin Youde's order, using standard postures.
But the military strides were slightly smaller and he passed Lin Youde with long strides.
"See you next time, Mr. Lin."
"Well, see you at the dinner." Lin Youde nodded. At this time, some inexplicable fragrance emanating from the girl tickled Lin Youde's nostrils, and Lin Youde couldn't help but imagine the scene in his mind when he suddenly hugged her.
She just obeyed. However, it was also possible that she was blown to pieces by Shen Ji's power. Lin Youde quickly weighed the risk and gave up on this sudden idea.
While Lin Youde was watching Catherine see off, Xun pressed her hands on the earphones and listened to the coded radio communication.
After Catherine's figure disappeared, Xun immediately came over, put his mouth to Lin Youde's ear and whispered: "Russian oil workers and railway workers started a general strike this morning, and the Gestapo asked if there was a need to assassinate the strike leader."
"No, don't kill." Lin Youde lowered his voice. "This will only stimulate the emotions of the masses and make the Romanov dynasty die faster. This is not good for our plan."
Xun nodded and began to give Lin Youde's instructions as they were.
Lin Youde liked the girl Xun very much in this regard: she basically didn't understand these national affairs and had no political acumen - in those days, she wouldn't have been used as a dead soldier. So she would convey any order Lin Youde gave as it is, plus
With unparalleled loyalty, beautiful appearance and docile personality, she can be called the perfect personal maid.
Lin Youde thought so, and put his arms around Xun's waist. The girl immediately cooperated and pressed her whole body against him. At this time, the maids who were also in the room were wiping the windows, tables and floors while laughing and talking: "Here we go again."
Master Lin is so horny." "Ah, I really want to be hugged like this." "You are not a goddess, stop dreaming." "I heard that Master Lin liked a girl who was not a goddess before..."
Lin Youde stroked the soft hair of the girl in his arms like a pet cat, and looked at the rising sun outside the window, but his thoughts flew to the Romanov dynasty thousands of kilometers away.
Hundreds of years of glory created by successive tsars are finally coming to an end.