The northbound train was spitting out steam, and the steel wheels hit the rails with a loud banging sound. In the swaying carriage, Pierre was staring at the forest and wilderness outside through the gaps in the iron plates.
This is a cargo train transporting copper ore. The carriage is loaded with high-quality copper ore. Pierre and the two Prussian intelligence officers who protect him are sitting on the pile of ore. This is also a way to avoid French spies. A helpless act.
"Take a sip..." An intelligence officer handed over a silver flagon, which was full of strong whiskey. "You didn't say a word along the way. This is not like you in the intelligence? How about, Have you thought clearly? Join us in Prussia. France is good, but you have a tyrant, do you still want to be loyal to him? "
Pierre took the wine bottle, took a deep drink, and then his eyes stopped on the gauze on his wrist. The thick gauze wrapped his wrist like a pig's hand, with dark red blood oozing out and dirt from the copper ore on it.
Pierre still didn't want to talk. Ever since the Prussian spy spent a lot of money to buy him from the warden, Prussia invited him many times to become a Prussian citizen and continue his intelligence work. However, Pierre has always been No response, not even a word.
He is really exhausted physically and mentally. France is his home country, but everything he has encountered in these years has been so dark. After pursuing the general's daughter, he was retaliated against and hid in the ice for seven years. He finally came back with the help of his friends, but he encountered a formidable Chinese opponent.
It may seem like an accident that he was framed and imprisoned, but it also contained inevitability. When doing things under the tyrant Napoleon III, you can only succeed but not fail. I analyzed ten thousand possibilities but still missed the calculation of human nature.
The two Prussian intelligence officers looked at each other and shook their heads. It seemed that Pierre still didn't want to talk today, and his recruitment mission might fail.
At this moment, Pierre, who was looking at the scenery outside through the gap in the iron plate, suddenly said, "Are we about to arrive in Hamburg? I roughly measured the distance between the cars and the time we spent on the road. I can feel it." We are getting closer to Hamburg..."
The two Prussian intelligence officers left and became excited, "Yes, we will arrive in Hamburg in two hours. This is already the heart of Germany. You are absolutely safe here..."
Pierre didn't look back at all, he just stared blankly at the scenery outside the carriage and whispered, "Can you tell me? How much did you spend to buy me out?"
The intelligence officer was a little hesitant, but finally told the truth, "It cost a total of 300,000 gold francs to rescue you, half of which was taken away by the warden, and the remaining half was shared among the prison police..."
"Hahaha, needless to say, my life is not worth this price, I can't afford it... If I guessed correctly, this money was not paid by Prussia, right? It should be the Chinese Prime Minister..."
The two intelligence officers suddenly looked embarrassed, but Pierre didn't want to look at their faces at all. He just said to himself, "Three hundred thousand gold francs, converted into silver taels, the currency of the Qing Dynasty, is more than 40,000 taels." , calculated in the metric system, that is 1,400 kilograms of silver... Haha, is my life really worth so much money?"
"How much money does Prussia still have in its treasury? I'm afraid it's all gone after years of war preparations, right? This three hundred thousand francs is enough to replace a brigade with new foreign guns. I don't believe Bismarck would be so generous...even if he I have the intention, but I may not have the ability..."
"Only one person has such financial resources, and that is Xiao Letian. He can be a distinguished guest of Prussia, and Bismarck can pay such attention to him. I firmly believe that this Eastern Prime Minister must have brought a lot of wealth... Well, if I If the analysis is correct, this wealth should have entered Prussia in the form of a loan. This money is absolutely indispensable, and it is likely to be millions of taels of silver..."
"Haha... What a good plan you have, spending Chinese money to recruit talents for Prussia?"
Pierre's sarcasm made the two intelligence officers blush slightly. It seemed that although the Frenchman had been tricked by his own people, he still had an emotional grudge against Prussia.
"That's enough! You have to remember that although the Chinese provided funds, it was us Germans who carried out the action. Without our cooperation, do you think you can be rescued? No wonder you were so unlucky in France, so I rushed you This foul mouth will probably offend everyone..."
Pierre said with a lonely look, "Yeah! Who am I to ridicule you? He's just a drowned dog, not worth your efforts..." After saying that, Pierre turned his head and leaned against the carriage, closing his eyes to meditate. got up.
The two intelligence officers sighed inwardly, as expected, there is nothing more sad than death! The blow Pierre received this time was really too great, and it seemed that it would be difficult to recover.
The train was still moving forward, and the crashing sound of the rails made people sleepy. Looking at Pierre, who had his eyes closed to rest, the two intelligence officers came out of their just angry mood.
Although Pierre has a bad mouth and is very annoying, his ability is definitely worthy of admiration. He seems to be born with a talent for peeling away the fog to find out the truth. Among the intricate information, he can always analyze the one that is closest to the truth. .
With just a few words from him, he had already guessed the top-secret cooperation plan between Xiao Letian and Prussia. If such a person gave him enough clues, I'm afraid there would be no secrets in the world.
"It's a pity that such talented people cannot be used by us in Prussia!"
The scenery outside the carriage gradually changed. There were fewer and fewer forests and farmland, replaced by more and more workshops. Hamburg was about to arrive.
The train whirred and slowed down, the city appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and the cargo train began to slowly stop at the edge of the platform.
The loading and unloading platform is different from the platform dedicated to passengers. Opposite the carriages are huge warehouses. On weekdays, only workers wearing dirty blue overalls come and go, and their sight At the end of the building, on the other side separated by more than a dozen railway tracks, is the platform dedicated to people getting on and off.
There are no gentlemen in neat suits or ladies in white floral dresses on the unloading platform. The high-ranking big shots don't even glance this way, but the loaders at the cargo terminal often jump to stare at the railway tracks. The view on the opposite side.
But today, when the truck stopped at the cargo station and the heavy iron door was opened wide, the two intelligence officers were stunned. They never expected that on this dirty unloading platform, a The beautiful girl wearing an expensive pleated skirt with flowers was standing quietly on the platform.
"Pierre...Pierre! You bastard, stop pretending to be asleep, stand up for me..." An extremely excited intelligence officer kicked him hard on the buttocks, which hurt Pierre so much. jumped up.
"Oh God, are you going to torture the prisoners..." Before he could finish his words, Pierre was like a rooster that had been grabbed by the throat, and the second half of the sentence was stuffed back into his stomach.
Time had stopped at that moment. Pierre was standing in the carriage, and the beautiful oriental goddess was standing on the platform. When their eyes met, the feelings in their hearts could not be described in words.
At that moment, the thick clouds in Pierre's heart were suddenly pierced by a ray of sunshine, and tears burst into his eyes: "Fangguan...my goddess, you are finally willing to accept me..."
Pierre jumped forward and rushed forward. He opened his arms and was about to hug Fangguan on the platform. The stevedores surrounding him couldn't hold back their excitement and stretched out their hands to applaud and celebrate.
The happy reunion scene where lovers finally get married can definitely affect all ethnic groups, but they never expected that today's drama would completely turn 180 degrees in the hands of Fangguan.
Just when Pierre was about to hug Fangguan, the Oriental soprano swung the small flower umbrella in his hand, and the tip of the umbrella suddenly hit Pierre's chest, causing him to almost choke in pain.
"Stop! If you want to take advantage of me, that's just a dream! Don't think that just because I came to the platform to pick you up once, you think that I have fallen in love with you. That's just wishful thinking. That's just a dream. I just heard that you committed suicide. I want to come over and see how pitiful you are...Mr. Jonas, why don’t you translate!”
Jonas behind Fangguan almost choked to death on his saliva. Even Xiao Letian and Paul who were hiding in the warehouse were dumbfounded. I never expected that the opera goddess with a tender appearance is actually a small pepper. Why haven't I discovered it before?
This scene was so funny. Fangguan's umbrella was pressed against Pierre's chest, so frightened that he didn't dare to move. Next to him, Jonas kept wiping his sweat with a handkerchief and had to keep translating. As for the stevedores who were watching the excitement in the distance, their outstretched hands stopped awkwardly in mid-air, their mouths were wide open, but no one could speak.
Fangguan really felt as if he had eaten two kilograms of chili peppers. His little mouth was pumping like a machine gun. "Look at your slovenly appearance. I'm so embarrassed for you. Why do you commit suicide like others? A dignified man is not as ambitious as a woman." Are you ashamed or not? Are you ashamed or not?"
"You want to chase me? OK, I will give you this opportunity, but I have conditions. If you can't do it, you should give up as soon as possible... Don't you like to drink? Stop it, your mind can't let alcohol If you are burned to death, you will have to work for my sworn brother in the future. I don’t want fools..."
"To learn Chinese, this is a must, otherwise I won't be able to understand you when you talk like a bird... As for your past colorful history, I have forgotten all about it. If there is any more rumors, you can't understand me." If you want to see me again, then... humph, you can get as far away from me as you will forever..."
Pierre was dumbfounded by the scolding. He seemed to have never seen such a fierce side of Fangguan, and he was at a loss for a moment. But his heart was sweet, because he had felt Fangguan's tender side from the strong spicy taste.
The tall French man could no longer say anything except nodding. Paul, who was hiding in the warehouse, sighed, "Your Majesty Prime Minister, the foster sister you adopted is really... too tough, but thanks to her scolding, Pierre's eyes were filled with tears again. With the light of hope..."
"This time, you really found a treasure... I'm really jealous. This is really a rare intelligence talent that you don't see in a century!"
Xiao Letian raised the corner of his mouth and smiled and said, "Of course I know he is a talent. My existence is to gather the global elite to create a peaceful and prosperous age in East Asia..."
"Huh? Damn it, why didn't I notice it before? This Pierre is a bit handsome! Although he is a little bit worse than me, but if you look closely, he looks a bit like Nicolas Cage?"
"What?" Paul was stunned. "Who? Who are you talking about? What Cage..."
Xiao Letian realized at once that he had spilled the beans, and quickly started to lie with a serious face, "Shh... keep it down, the person I'm talking about is a good friend of mine in the United States, he's a very good talent! Of course!" This is not important, let’s talk about something else..."
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