Rebirth 79: I opened a bank in the United States

"are you American?!"

Carter's red-neck English, which spoke perfectly, was obviously taken aback by the old man in front of the team.

After a brief moment of astonishment, the old man replied quite quickly
"Of course, in addition, I want to ask, who is the dead person here? It should be the dead person?"

German old man: .
I haven't figured out who the dead person is, no, I'm not even so sure if it's a dead person, why are you running here? !
"Sir, you are so impolite! Very impolite!"

The old man was a little angry, and a feeling of being scolded came straight to his heart.

Isn't this a joke? !

Who the hell are you? !
"Ha ha."

Glancing at the old man sideways, Carter's attitude was a little arrogant.One look, completely unwilling to pay attention to the "inferior person like you" looking down, which made the old man's blood rise even more.
"Beckett!"

Just when the old man was a little anxious and wanted to argue with Carter, the lady next to the old man pulled his arm.Between old couples and old wives, they can communicate with each other without too much words.

Sensing his wife's unwillingness to provoke an unknown person for no reason, although the old man was a little dismissive of young people like Carter, he also held back his emotions
Even get out of the way and let Carter stand in front of him
"I'll see how you get in later"

"Who are you?"

At the entrance of the Frankfurt Theater, several people dressed as bodyguards in black stopped Carter without any surprise.They have been observing this outstanding guy for a long time.

From the perspective of judging people by their appearance, they don't think that the people in the hall have anything to do with young people like Carter.Maybe a junior from a certain family?Then you need to ask the background
"I'm just a passer-by who wants to come in and say a mass for the dead."

"Thank you for your kindness, but it is not needed here for the time being, please go back!"

There are some MMP bodyguards in my heart, but I still maintain a polite surface.After giving the gift, seeing that Carter did not move, he immediately took out a few marks from his pocket and handed them to Carter:

"As a thank you for your kindness, please accept it!"

"No no no, I don't need this! I'm not a beggar, I just want to"

"What about these?"

Because Carter was stuck at the door, this passage had been blocked for a long time.The bodyguard impatiently took out a few more Marks.
"Are you insulting me?"

Carter smashed the jasmine in his hand to the ground
This is not self-initiated to cause trouble!

"I swear I didn't!"

The bodyguard said apologetic words, but his eyes became more and more unfriendly.The movement here also attracted the attention of more bodyguards.
Seeing more and more bodyguards gathering here, Carter became even more excited:

"Then you explain, what the fuck does this mean?!"

Grabbing the Deutsche Mark from the opponent's hand, Carter pressed forward step by step.then
"Sir, please stop in moderation! Mr. Quant's funeral, we don't want to make trouble, but if you are too greedy, don't blame us!"

A man who looked like the captain of the bodyguard suddenly appeared beside Carter and grabbed Carter's shoulder.The body was close to Carter, and in Carter's ear, slowly threatening.

Quandt
The corner of Carter's eyes twitched, the name sounded familiar.
"This is the first time I have been treated as a beggar. You will pay for your stupidity!"

The digo in his heart didn't affect Carter in the slightest, taking back the words of the captain of the bodyguard.
"Hey, you kid, are you here to make trouble?!"

"Why don't you drive him out?!"

Under the exchange of lips and teeth, the old man behind Carter smiled secretly.And brought up the rhythm and put pressure on the bodyguards.
After taking two deep glances at Carter, the bodyguards didn't do anything.Instead, one person was separated, quickly ran into the hall, and ran out after a while, rushing out of the Frankfurt Theater.
About 3 minutes later, a team of police arrived, announcing that the farce in front of the theater had temporarily come to an end.

However.
"Your cell is not very good! Oh, sorry, I forgot, you are just a detention cell. Tsk tsk tsk, such shabby equipment, don't you even have rifles?!"

After being brought into the Frankfurt police station, Carter not only didn't give in, but his mocking face directly filled his eyes.
Just kidding, Carter had to worry about the host's face at the funeral of some important person.If you make too much noise, if you kick a piece of iron, won't you become a silly villain in the Internet? !Or the kind of guy who doesn't even have a name.
But in the police station. Carter does not think that the power of the Frankfurt local police is greater than that of the army intelligence brigade serving the entire military stationed in Europe.They can't handle even that little thing
At worst, I called old Carter and asked the other party to help me get a hand.In fact, there is no need to trouble too many people at all, and I didn't do anything wrong, did I?

Carter, who was waiting for Sullivan to see what he could do after he was taken away by the police, waited left and right.So while you wait, why not
"Oh, I forgot, you even hang a black broom handle on the tank as a vehicle-mounted machine gun. You don't have a rifle, it seems reasonable. How about I sponsor you a little?"

"Although I don't know who your backstage is, it will take time for them to come over. If I were you, I would choose to shut up. Otherwise, you will be the one who suffers now, even if we have to pay more in the future !"

Faced with Carter's intentional act of provoking the police officers around him, the eyes of the leading old police officer shone with wisdom.

Americans are now in Germany, and their status itself is a bit special. Look at Carter's confident look.It sounds like this sentence is warning Carter, but it is more like a warning to the police officers under him: Be polite!Just send this plague god away as soon as possible.
"Hey, you are good! Uncle, let me ask, is the name of the deceased in the Frankfurt Theater called Quandt? This name is familiar to me, but I seem to have forgotten it. What does he do?"

Shabi is something that cannot be worn for a long time. Seeing that the policemen were not playing tricks, Carter also restrained his cynical appearance.Asked a little seriously.

It's really not polite, or just looking for trouble, but Carter has always felt that Quandt's name is very familiar.Just can't remember it.
"Businessman. Well, to be precise, a successful businessman. Well, you go in and sit down for a while, and you can tell us what you need, but the premise is that you'd better have a strong enough background. Otherwise, what you are talking about now Any demands from you will be repaid exponentially by you in the future!"

Opening the door of the detention room, the old policeman politely made a "please" gesture.To this day, Carter doesn't even have handcuffs on his hands.
The so-called impartiality of European and American jurisprudence has been trampled on the ground again...