Chapter 343 A Murder

Monday, July 11, 1842.

The capital of the empire was covered with thick fog in the early morning, and the street lights were only the size of beans in the fog.

Viscount Hill Gini Barron, a plain-looking young man, had the only merit of leading the gendarmes and gang members in an unlimited fighting competition in the slums, killing two gang members and taking away more than a dozen innocent civilians.

In the end, the Vienna District Court ruled that he was derelict in his duty and revoked his position as captain of the gendarmerie, and sent him to prison for thirteen months.

Speaking of European prisons, it is really a good place to gain enlightenment.

After losing his job, he quickly packaged his growth experience and accumulated so-called experience, and then compiled it into a book called "History Will Prove My Innocence".

Unless he committed a serious fault, it is generally difficult for nobles with titles in Austria to enter. Of course, even if he went to prison, Viscount Barron was well taken care of.

He met either polite jailers or talented cellmates. This kind of treatment is not something that ordinary people can easily enjoy.

Next door to him lived an economist who liked to study opera, and it was Johann Böhm-Bawerk who had cheated in a bet with Franz.

This started with a million-dollar bet to prove the irrationality of usury; Böhm-Bawerk, one of the participants, was unable to repay his debts, so he thought of cheating.

As expected, he was put in jail. Of course, he would not and dared not resent the future crown prince, but felt that the culprit who cheated him was the Jews.

Viscount Barron and this literary economist hit it off at first sight. After enthusiastic exchanges and discussions, the two sides came to a common conclusion that the chaos in the country and the economy was entirely caused by those morally corrupt "lower races".

The empire was full of all kinds of Slavs, Italians, Jews, Hungarians, etc.; there were too many bad people, so there was no place for "good people" like them.

"Germans must use their own swords to plow the land for themselves. Only by restoring the Holy Roman Empire and letting Germans govern the country can we achieve true peace."

After being released from prison, the two became close comrades-in-arms and actively traveled around to promote Greater Germanism. At first, they did the same thing as Franz, just helping each other with their ethnic brothers affected by the disaster, so the organization developed steadily and did not attract the latter's attention.

After all, under Franz's intervention, the Greater German Organization in Austria took root everywhere like bamboo shoots after rain.

But a series of events that followed, especially the railway stock storm, made this IQ-savvy financier quickly figure out its general outline.

The frightened Germans were naturally more likely to unite together, and the early actions made Viscount Barron gain a good reputation.

In addition, he found an outlet for the people to vent their emotions, which immediately made him famous in the imperial capital, and even the University of Vienna invited him.

However, this was suppressed under Franz's secret instruction. After all, those radical and angry young people are a group with huge energy and instability.

He didn't want to be the second Szechenyi, letting extremism dominate the discussion, and then had to use extremely stupid force to solve it.

And Austria is not Hungary. Its population, financial resources, technology, and military strength are not comparable to the latter.

Once such a destructive storm blows, even a wise man will find it difficult to stop it, so it is inevitable to let this person evaporate from the world.

At this moment, even in the thick fog, it can't cover up the arrogance and complacency emanating from Barron. He just left the bar and brothel called "Golden Memories" in a triumphant mood.

There was no one on the street, but the breath of death was hidden everywhere in the vast fog. But this Viennese celebrity didn't notice it at all.

You have to know that he is now a guest of honor in the salons and balls of those bigwigs who are high above and can't be flattered. Even the boss who once made him feel terrified now has an ugly appearance of kneeling.

Barron, who worked hard day and night, staggered towards the carriage parked not far away. The driver who had been waiting for a long time was concentrating on removing the pedals from the carriage so that the Viscount could get on the carriage.

Just when everything seemed to be going steadily, a man wearing a peaked cap and a windbreaker quickly walked out of the thick fog and bumped into the former.

"Watch the road! Idiot! Do you know who you hit?" Seeing Viscount Barron being knocked to the ground, the driver immediately chased him and cursed, but the other party ignored him and disappeared quickly in the fog.

"Damn guy! He ran fast!" The driver thought that his brave behavior would be favored by the distinguished guest. When he was about to go over and help the drunk Viscount to the ground, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

I saw a dagger stuck in his chest, and blood gushed out of the wound, staining the white shirt red.

"Viscount Barron! Viscount Barron!"

Hill Gini Barron looked around unwillingly, exhaled his last breath, and then closed his eyes forever with his dream.

Perhaps because there was a noisy bar next to him where countless young men and women were reveling, no one responded to the driver's shouting.

After glancing at the gold ring and gold pocket watch on the dead Viscount Barron, he couldn't control the greed in his heart. After confirming that the other party had died, the light that was like a dot in the fog also disappeared.

The coachman put the above valuable items into his pocket without blushing, and then carried the body onto the carriage.

He drove non-stop all the way to the home of the doctor he knew, but it was too late, and a newly ignited star had died.

Once this kind of grassroots organization loses its leader, it will naturally collapse, and the "murderer" will certainly not be able to escape justice.

After a search by detectives and gendarmes, the deceased's belongings were found on the driver's body and a large amount of blood was found in the car.

Therefore, based on their own experience, they came to the conclusion that they wanted to kill their distinguished passengers because of their wealth. As for sending Viscount Barron to the doctor's residence, it was completely a cover-up, a thief calling to catch a thief.

The natural ending was that the coachman was sent to prison. Of course, with the help of Franz, he was spared the death penalty and switched to digging coal in the mines.

No one will seek justice for a dead man, even if he once made the world move.

The only memory those former fans have of Viscount Barron is a zero-dollar purchase at a Jewish store.

The Vienna police originally wanted to stand by and watch as they did in the past, but by chance, Archduke Franz's car happened to be passing by.

Gendarmerie and police quickly launched a force to arrest all possible dangerous elements, including some shopkeepers and clerks who looked "ugly, vicious" or were physically strong.

Vienna, Schonbrunn Palace

"Your Highness the Grand Duke, Hill-Kini Barron was murdered by his own coachman." Adjani smiled and handed over a newspaper.

"Give some money to his survivors as compensation." Franz said lightly.

"You know, there is also a Viscount Barron in Hungary." Adjani reminded.

Of course he knew what the other party was referring to, but the two situations were different and they couldn't be solved with the same method.

"You mean the Magyarists?"

"Yes, the plans of this group of people may deserve our attention more than Viscount Barron's demands."

Although Adjani doesn't like the idea of ​​​​dividing people into three, six or nine classes, it is much better than the idea of ​​​​the Great Magyarists who want to eliminate and enslave other ethnic groups.

According to this viscount's classification, the first class is Germans, the second class is Hungarians, the third and fourth classes are Czechs and Poles, the fifth class is South Slavs, the sixth class is the remaining Slavs, and the seventh class is Northern Italy. The eighth class of people are Jews, and the ninth class are Gypsies.

Although the Poles are not on the top three flags, they can still be ranked fourth. But if the Magyars gain power, then she can only choose to accept being completely assimilated by them, or simply not be a human being.

"The so-called Great Magyar Kingdom is just their delusion, but the Germans are different."

Franz's words sent shivers down Adjani's spine.