Chapter 3519 Research on Cats and Dogs (Sixty-seven)

When Merkel came back, it seemed like a cold air was brought back from the far north. That morning, Gotham just cooled down. When Schiller went to the airport to pick him up, he had to put on his winter clothes.

Although Gotham is very hot in summer, it is even colder in winter. The La Niña effect is fully reflected here. The temperature of the previous day was close to 20 degrees, and the next morning there were only single digits left.

Getting out of the car, Schiller tied a scarf for Elsa. But the little girl obviously didn't like the thing that wrapped around her neck, and kept pulling it down with her hands, but unfortunately she didn't master the correct method. She walked to the airport hall and failed to take off the scarf.

Merkel quickly walked out, and after seeing Schiller, he smiled, walked forward and hugged Schiller.

"Good morning, professor. Long time no see."

"Long time no see," Schiller patted his arm and said, "How is Moscow?"

Merkel sighed and said, "At this conference, I have decided to shrink the territory again. I just don't know which unlucky guy was kicked out this time."

Schiller shook his head with a smile.

What is very magical is that unlike the direction of the general world, the situation in this universe related to the Soviet Union is completely reversed.

Generally speaking, the Soviet Union in this era had long disintegrated. But even if it did not disintegrate due to accidental events, it is still making trouble now. All small countries in the alliance are trying to be independent.

But in the universe where Schiller is located, it may be due to the impact of two economic crises in a short period of time that everyone can only choose to keep warm. There is no other way. You can at least drink the soup of the real industry around the behemoth and go out independently, but there is really nothing left.

The difference is that the Soviet Union made more cautious decisions and chose the route of abandoning the car to protect the coach. Through several conferences, some small countries that had been dishonest in the league had been kicked out.

The so-called authorities are confused and bystanders are clear. When you are a member of the Soviet Union, you just think this is not good, and that is not good. But when you are kicked out, you will realize how miserable it is to squat around such a giant and be a small person.

In all aspects, the Soviet Union's scope has been shrinking sharply, basically just a large Russia. Because of the large-scale suspension of aid and assistance, its influence in the international community is not as good as before, and it can be said that it is extremely weak.

Fortunately, the United States was stabbed in the kidney by the Great Depression, but it was unable to bite the corpse of two giant bears like in the historical timeline. The wounds were not long enough. The two were injured and they had no strength to torture each other anymore. The Cold War that lasted for half a century ended in a miserable loss.

The Soviet Union did not fall, and Europe did not eat much meat. However, for the sake of national survival, it did not de-industrialize like the normal world line. At present, it is barely maintained.

Both of them were seriously injured, which naturally benefited other countries. East Asian countries still ushered in their economic take-off period. Now they are in the best situation.

"Moscow is quite cautious. They also understand that they can't cut off more carrion. So I'm afraid that their sphere of influence and foreign policy will not change much in the next few decades," Merkel said.

Then he asked, "How is Mexico?"

Schiller shook his head again and said, "After Oliver left, the Revolutionary Army was almost completely defeated. Many bases returned to the hands of the government forces. However, there was still a small backbone force that firmly controlled the surrounding areas of Guadalajara. The two sides began to tug of war."

"However, in addition to the revolutionary army brought by Oliver, there are some other resistance organizations that have emerged one after another. The most famous one is a People's Army near the border in northern Mexico. I heard that the leader of this army is very young and seems to be an admirer of Oliver."

"The CIA's small moves have never stopped. However, they are also trapped in the complex political situation in Mexico. They have had a fight with the KGB before, but have not taken advantage of it. Now they are in a dormant period."

"As for the US Congress, they still don't have any use, and they can't formulate any effective policies to address the situation in Mexico. They can only hold meetings and fight day after day, trying to put the blame on the other party."

Merkel smiled and said, "Actually, Moscow is similar. It has been holding meetings and quarreling all the time. Especially in terms of the current economic situation, there has always been a voice that I want to learn from my neighbors in the south."

"It's really a turn of feng shui." Schiller sighed, but didn't say much. The situation in the Far East is too complicated and cannot be summarized in one or two sentences. It is difficult to empathize without being in the whirlpool.

"How is Gotham?" Merkel asked again.

"It's the same. You're back, it just cooled down last night." The two walked out of the airport hall. After getting in the car, Schiller turned on the heating and said, "Maybe it's time to call the dark clouds back to keep them warm."

Merkel laughed, then looked at his cell phone, and flipped through the text message and said, "I heard that the manor has been sold?"

Schiller nodded, turned the steering wheel and said, "Sold to Miss Quizel. Now it has become an amusement park for the children. The bad news is that the new house has no garden and no longer needs a housekeeper. The good news is that I bought another store."

Merkel was a little surprised now, and said, "Do you want to open a store? Professor? Are you serious?"

"What's your tone?"

"I have no offense. However, if you plan to do business, fishing for three days and drying the net for two days is not possible. But I don't think you can stay in the store forever."

"So the location of the store manager is for you."

Then Merkel discovered that the car was driving towards the city center, and the more it drove, the more centered it became.

"Oh my God, Professor. Are you planning to open a store here? Does this mean I get stuck for an hour every morning at work?"

"Of course not, you can go to the inner world. The key to store management is also the inner world. I will tell you in detail when it comes."

The car turned around and drove to the city center. It was too early now, not particularly traffic jams. It only took more than ten minutes to reach the door of the store.

"Wow, this glass is so beautiful," Merkel sighed, "as if it was pulled down from Westminster."

"What a metaphor." Schiller couldn't help but praise.

The two walked into the store together. Merkel looked around and said, "The decoration specifications are so high, what were they planning to do with this? Are they a museum?"

"Absolutely. An old magazine planned to use it as a sample publication. Unfortunately, the Great Depression defeated them."

"What a good house." Merkel turned left and right, reached out to shake the shelf hanging on the pillars, and touched the patterns on the wallpaper again.

"It will be your good shop in the future," said Schiller. "I don't have time to come all day. You have to look at it."

"It's okay to be optimistic, but I haven't done any business either." Merkel shrugged and said, "Fortunately you bought this place, otherwise the turnover might not be able to pay the rent."

"Although there is no rent, there is still property tax. The annual property tax is quite a lot. I won't pay you extra insurance money, you have to earn it yourself."

"The task is arduous." Merkel sighed in disguise.

"But there is also an advantage," Schiller said leaning against the counter. "If you want to meet your friends in the future, you don't have to run out secretly."

"You talk about the KGB?" Merkel raised his eyebrows and said, "I have left the KGB. The organizational relationship has been transferred long ago. I should have been transferred to a factory in Moscow as a security guard. I thought it was boring, so I came back."

“Why quit?”

Merkel sighed and said, "The economic situation is not good. The KGB is also laying off people. I am originally a British man and I am not so trustworthy. My boss talked to me and I voluntarily withdrew."

"Don't you want to go back to the UK?"

"It's even worse there," Merkel couldn't help but frown, "Although my family is pretty good, my parents are a very typical control freak. If I go back, I might be a shame to the whole family. So let it go."

"Okay, then do it well, Mr. Shopkeeper." Schiller said patting his shoulder.

"What is this store going to run?" Merkel's little frustration disappeared quickly. He became firm again, and then said excitedly with his fingers, "If I decide, I will open a potted plant shop. This decoration style is very suitable for breeding many green plants..."

"You'll just die." Schiller simply refused, "You can't support anything except the little demon in the back garden. He complained to me more than once that the fertilizer you added him was almost burning him to death."

"Oh, by the way, there is hexagon, where did he go?"

"He is the security guard at the Young Avengers Base. Don't think of bringing him here, he won't go with you."

Merkel showed a disappointed expression. Schiller looked down at his phone and said, "Pamela should be coming soon. Then we will go to the market in the world together."

As soon as he finished speaking, a sound came from the upstairs. Schiller looked up and Pamela staggered out of the office door upstairs.

"Oh my God, why are there so many chairs? I almost tripped," said Pamela.

"There is not time to be renovated yet," Schiller said, looking up at the stairs, "I contacted Waylen. All the office supplies on it were sent to him. But he had to go and help me move the newly bought furniture."

"What a good deal," said Pamela. "The tables and chairs on it are very new. Unfortunately, my lab is not needed, otherwise I would like to move away."

"Wellen also needs to renovate his new office. The business of the Killer Crocodile Moving Company is getting better and better, and he moved his headquarters to Black Island. Maybe it won't take long before he will be the king of mercenaries in Gotham."

Pamela laughed and said, "It's hard to imagine the scene of him pulling a group of killers to move. But the world is difficult, what else can it do?"

As he was talking, a van stopped at the door. The killer crocodile walked down from above, and there was an acquaintance in the passenger seat, that was Death Knell.

"Oh my God, he really brought a killer here." Merkel couldn't help but sigh. He was very familiar with Death Knell. The yellow and black figure who rushed into the Kremlin shocked the world.

Schiller couldn't help but feel a little nervous: "The world's number one killer has also bowed down for five dou of rice and started moving?"

Death Knell walked up to Shiller, shook hands and said, "Good morning, professor. Someone is spending money to kill you. How much is this news?"
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