Transmigrated as the Crown Prince

Accompanied by the piercing sound of fire alarms, countless fire trucks rushed to the fire scene from all directions to participate in the fire-fighting work.

It's a pity that the flames soaring into the sky told people that unless God suddenly appeared to extinguish the fire, eight/nine times out of ten the people inside would be in bad luck.

Looking at the red flames that lit up almost half of the sky, Yannick couldn't help but secretly feel lucky that it was not a skyscraper with dozens or even hundreds of floors in later generations. Otherwise, how much money will be lost if this fire turns it into ashes?

While the attention of most people in Berlin was attracted by the fire, another wave of disaster quietly befell some people.

Countless luxurious villas, villas and high-end residences were surrounded by groups of people.

In a villa, the old housekeeper who came to open the door looked at the group of armed men outside the door who were wearing unfamiliar uniforms and carrying live ammunition with fear. Judging from their fierce looks, you can tell that these people are not guests at all.

The old housekeeper swallowed nervously and bravely asked. "You, who are you?"

The leading lieutenant replied coldly. "We belong to the first division of the newly formed Imperial Guard! We received news that a group of lawless elements are hiding in your villa and they want to go in and arrest them. Open the door!!"

Criminals? The old housekeeper's head suddenly shook like a rattle. "You must be mistaken. We don't have..." He stopped abruptly in the middle of his words. The second lieutenant outside the door had already drawn his pistol and pointed it at the butler's head, with an impatient look on his face. "We'll know if we go in and take a look. Open the door immediately, or I'll shoot you to death!"

Facing the black muzzle, the old housekeeper did not dare to say anything more. He reached out tremblingly and pressed the switch on the door, watching the guards, who looked more like lawless elements, rushing into the villa with a roar. He clearly heard the second lieutenant who had just pointed the gun at him give a fierce order. "Search the entire villa, don't let anyone go, arrest them all! If there is no resistance, don't hurt people, they are the labor force of the empire. Also, try not to damage the things inside, they are the property of the empire. As for those who dare Anyone who resists will be killed!!"

"You, you..." The old housekeeper felt as if he had fallen into a hole in the ice, feeling cold all over. What happened? Who did his master offend? Two days ago, the host hosted a banquet for a group of political friends, chatting and laughing, so why did it lead to such misfortune now?

not good! He suddenly remembered that the grumpy young man in the house had a pistol. If these people broke in and acted according to the eldest young master's temper, they would definitely shoot. If those soldiers really carried out the officer's order, wouldn't the eldest young master be in danger? "Sir, you must be mistaken. My master is still a good friend of Commander-in-Chief Weiler von Fritsch of the War Department." In fact, his master only met Commander-in-Chief Fritsch a few times. It's just fate, not even an ordinary friend. But I can't control so much now, let's escape this disaster first.

The second lieutenant looked at the housekeeper with side eyes and said with disdain. "Weiler? I have never heard of Weiler von Fritsch, and there is no such position as Commander-in-Chief of the Army. You stinky old man, shut up and stand still! How many more years would you have been able to work if I hadn't looked at you? , contribute to the empire, I will kill you now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of fierce gunshots came from the ornately decorated room.

"It's over!" The old housekeeper sat on the ground with a desperate look on his face, watching blankly as the soldiers escorted dozens of people out of the house.

"Are there any casualties?" the second lieutenant asked after the soldiers approached.

The soldier in question shook his head. "There was a Shabi who resisted with a pistol and was beaten into a sieve. We had no casualties, but there were a few more bullet holes in the wall. What should I do with this old man?" He pointed to the old housekeeper on the ground.

The second lieutenant waved his hand and said coldly. "Take them together." He muttered thoughtfully after giving the order. "This is also a waste. It seems that when we get to the next house, we should tell them that we are taking them to investigate, and then let them back after questioning, so as not to prevent some people from resisting again."

"Yes!" The soldier saluted, stepped forward, grabbed the old housekeeper by the collar like a puppy, and dragged him towards the big truck outside the door. They have no worries about offending anyone. Not to mention that their backers are the royal family of the empire. Even if they don't have backers, these people will be thrown into the concentration camps with the most difficult conditions, and there is basically no possibility of coming out alive. He didn't even have a chance to wear small shoes, so why worry about it?

Another villa.

The team was led by a lieutenant with a relatively gentle attitude. Looking at the short and fat middle-aged Jewish man in front of him, he said the arrest warrant calmly. "Mr. Ezekiel? Your Ezekiel family has ordered the arrest of all of you for committing imperial speculation."

Ezekiel looked shocked. "Wha, what? What kind of speculation is a crime? Why haven't I heard of it?"

"Never heard of it?" the lieutenant sneered. "Okay, I'll add you to the crime of contempt of German law. Wait until the concentration camp to study German law." As he said this, he waved his soldiers to take action.

Ezekiel quickly reached out his hand. "Mr. Lieutenant, Mr. Lieutenant, there must be some misunderstanding here. Do you think this can eliminate the misunderstanding and we can still be friends." As he spoke, a golden gold bar appeared in his hand like magic.

Looking at the gold bar, the lieutenant's expression changed slightly. "Gold bars, this is a good thing." But instead of taking the gold bars, he punched Ezekiel hard on his bulging stomach.

"Ugh!" Ezekiel's face, which had been smiling just now, instantly turned pale, and he couldn't help but moan in pain. His legs gave out, and he fell to his knees weakly.

The lieutenant was not relieved by this, and continued to kick the fat man down with another kick, snorting coldly. "Dare you bribe the Praetorian Guards? You must be impatient, damn Judas pig!" He felt that he had been greatly insulted. If it weren't for the order, he would have taken out his gun and beat this fat man to pieces. Do these greedy vampires really think that having money can make the world go round?

After being busy for a whole night, the Guards arrested hundreds of families, large and small, among which the Junker nobles and wealthy Jewish businessmen accounted for the majority. The terrorists who had been secretly monitored by Reinhard were also completely wiped out under Yannick's special instructions. Almost all the former officials, as well as several irrelevant small parties, various pro-British, pro-American, pro-French, pro-Italian and pro-Japanese factions also suffered, and were all sent to concentration camps.

This group of politicians who were ready to watch the show never dreamed that Yannick would suddenly kill them. They originally planned to wait until William II could not control the situation and take the opportunity to launch an attack and completely transform Germany into a "democratic and free" republic, but they encountered a guy who acted out of common sense. When several "backbone" congressmen were arrested, they even cursed William II as a damn dictator. Unfortunately, they were beaten to pieces by the Guards soldiers without even saying a few words. The others looked at these ferocious soldiers who showed no mercy at all. They hit the shouting people with their rifle butts and stepped on them with their leather shoes, beating the shouting people to bloody pulps. They couldn't help but fell into silence and could only be escorted into the car by the soldiers obediently.

Of course, Yannick knew that now was a good time and ordered the arrest almost recklessly. When people have no jobs or food to eat, who cares about the arrest of the former prime minister or diplomats? If you want to care, you have to eat and drink enough, right? Just like in the original time and space, as soon as Mustache came to power, he immediately dissolved parliament, banned opposition parties, and banned trade unions. But at that time, most Germans did not care much about the absence of parliament, opposition parties, and trade unions, because they were extremely disappointed with the Wei Hui government. This government did nothing after World War I, and the trade unions were even basically unemployed. Relief is not guaranteed and is of no use at all.