After experiencing the embarrassment when they first met, the two quickly communicated about the situation outside. Molière's intelligence came to a standstill when Amami Oshima was encircled, and everything that happened in the Far East was completely unfamiliar to him. ?
Molière needed the latest intelligence to judge the situation, and Axis also needed a smart brain to help him analyze at this moment. The two hit it off and spent an hour muttering inside the sea view fence window.
Molière really couldn't imagine that the situation had deteriorated to this point. Although in the hearts of the French, Tsarist Russia, this stupid bear, was really not a powerful country, but just a defeated general.
But no matter how weak Tsarist Russia is, it is still ranked among the best in Europe. How could it be so miserable at the hands of the Chinese? But the facts are in front of you and you can't believe it. The most important thing now is to analyze what Xiao Letian will do next, and what kind of fate he will get.
Two relatively smart brains came together to analyze nervously. Putting aside national justice and national dignity, they had to fight for their own lives.
What's strange is that the CIA guards just watched them from a distance. As long as they didn't run away or harm themselves, it seemed that it didn't matter what the two people said. Moreover, Aikeson also enjoyed greater privileges. He could even do it every day during his free time. A small picnic.
Red wine from French Bordeaux that has been aged for fourteen years, fresh fruits, precious hams produced in Qing Dynasty, vegetables, eggs, milk... including tobacco produced in the Caribbean. What kind of life is this like a prisoner for Aikeson? He was literally on vacation.
What Molière didn't expect was that, once again, Exxon brought out a big smoking gun. The aroma of the top-grade Indian horseshoe soil was so fragrant that Exxon enjoyed it like a puddle of mud.
"This...are these provided to you by the Chinese? Are you a prisoner or a distinguished guest?"
Aikeson was completely intoxicated with drugs, and the logic of his brain was confused. He even said without thinking, "My sister... will be the new queen of Tsarist Russia in the future. Even if I... even if I am a prisoner, I can't do it." You should enjoy such preferential treatment..."
Molière was so angry that he was not angry to death. He thought to himself that the old saying of the Chinese people is right. Comparing one person with another will lead to death, and comparing goods with others will lead to throwing away goods! The Tsar's brother-in-law was treated as a prisoner and was given special treatment such as being able to smoke large cigarettes. But I, a knight canonized by Napoleon III, could only get three ordinary meals a day in exchange.
After deeper contact, Molière had a more intuitive impression of this 'prison' from Exxon's mouth. This prison is actually a place where the CIA specially detains political prisoners. The level of protection is very high, and the same treatment is also provided. Very generous.
Political prisoners and high-ranking officer prisoners may be prisoners today, but they may become masters tomorrow. Even if they are in prison, they still have privileges. The CIA has given them a lot of care in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation.
For example, the small single room where Molière lived was actually no less tidy than a mid-range inn in Naha City. And the cell where Aikeson lived could not even see the iron bars, which were just above the head of Molière's cell. Climbing up the mountain to the top of the cliff, there is a villa, one of which is where Exon is imprisoned.
The beauties Hyoutaro had found for Aikeson also lived in it. The clear mountain spring water was introduced into the villa and turned into a small pond. Aikeson bathed and swam in it, sleeping with the beauties. , this life was actually more lively than in Moscow.
Exxon, who was drunk with alcohol, sex, and drugs, even had a little regret. He regretted that he had not surrendered earlier. If he had left that damn island earlier, maybe he would not have become addicted to gambling.
This thought flashed in his mind a few times, but it was only a flash. Although opium products were morally condemned in that era, it had not yet reached the level of indignation from both humans and gods in later generations. Many people among the upper-class nobles in the West enjoyed opium products. For most people, this is just a more addictive form of tobacco.
Exxon's luxurious life stimulated Molière. This cripple with a half-grim face mocked viciously, "Be careful that the Chinese treat you like a pig. Those people have this habit. They feed you with good food and drink, and finally give them to you." You knife..."
"No...it won't happen...I am a high-ranking aristocrat of Tsarist Russia...if he...he dares to kill me, he will be an enemy of the entire European aristocracy..." Exon, who had smoked enough opium, actually leaned on He gradually fell asleep on the recliner.
They were angry, but they couldn't live without each other now. They were cut off from all outside contact. Although they enjoyed good treatment, their hearts were always uneasy.
"Don't worry, Xiao Letian doesn't dare to harm our lives. There is an old Chinese saying that two countries are at war without killing envoys. Although we are not envoys, we are senior commanders, and we also enjoy privileges!"
"Killing us will be the result of a fight to the death with France and Tsarist Russia. He, Xiao Letian, is not that stupid. He can judge the pros and cons..."
For Xiao Letian, Molière was the second person to enter the palace. When he led the Indian fleet to sneak attack on Ryukyu, he was captured by Xiao Letian, but he was released later because Xiao Letian was still there at that time. Very weak, he did not dare to declare war with France outright.
It was that experience as a prisoner that gave Molière the confidence. He knew that Xiao Letian had the steady mentality of a mature politician under his fanatical appearance. Such a person would not do anything without interests.
Is there any benefit to killing yourself? Apart from venting their anger, the only option is to completely break with France. Killing French soldiers on the battlefield is called war. Although it is regrettable, there is nothing anyone can do about it.
But killing prisoners outside the battlefield, especially senior officers and nobles, is a political incident. Xiao Letian would never dare to cause a strong diplomatic conflict.
It may be that Aikeson overdosed on drugs and lost his ability to think. In addition, he was very satisfied with the current attitude of the Chinese, so he also agreed with Molière's point of view. The two agreed that Xiao Letian would never dare to kill. , he didn’t even dare to torture.
False optimism enveloped the two of them. They enjoyed delicious food and beautiful scenery day by day, and someone could enjoy the service of beautiful women every day. Their little life was extremely comfortable.
But good times must come to an end. Just when Aikeson was soaking naked in the pond and hanging out with several naked golden beauties, a pair of shiny leather boots suddenly appeared in front of him.
Aikeson lay on his back with his eyes closed, resting his head on the tiles by the pond. Several beauties were walking back and forth on him, whispering so sweetly that a gentleman would not dare to look directly at them.
But suddenly the women fell silent, and their tender little hands did not dare to move. The surprised Aikeson opened his eyes and turned his head to look, only to find a shiny leather boot next to his head, only One centimeter distance.
Note: Today is the 8ooth day of continuous updates for Hidden Dragon of the Qing Dynasty. It’s really unimaginable. From the time I wrote the first chapter to now, it has not been interrupted for a single day! I really don’t know how it happened. Thinking about the first day I uploaded it, it seems like it was yesterday, but I didn’t expect that 8oo days have passed!
Dear book friends, do you still remember what you were doing 8oo days ago? Hmm... I actually still remember it!
