Pierre's mood was indescribable. To be honest, he already understood what was going on from the moment Wang Huaiyuan ordered him to be placed under house arrest.
They are all engaged in intelligence work, and they know what is in the buns. The Chinese are going to war with their motherland, so it is understandable that they do not believe in themselves.
To be honest, Wang Ju is quite benevolent. He feeds himself well with good food and drink. When nothing happens, he can go out to listen to a play in the company of the guards, and go out for an outing in the city... Criminals do not have such good treatment, at least criminals drink Good red wine for less than ten pounds a bottle.
After thinking about everything, Pierre chose not to resist and quietly enjoyed his rare vacation. However, he never expected that the head of state would personally order his release and let him continue to return to intelligence work.
This is really unexpected. Pierre never expected that Xiao Letian would give him such great trust. Even when the war with France was about to begin, he still believed in the loyalty of himself, a Frenchman.
Heart for heart, Pierre is also a person who knows how to repay his kindness. He must work harder to repay his benefactor who respects and supports him.
The result was Pierre's shocking discovery. He actually successfully guessed the probability of the assassination and contacted Xiao Letian at the most critical moment.
Pierre then rushed to the scene of the incident to join the head of state, and everyone jointly staged this blackmail operation against Bavaria!
When Xiao Letian and Bismarck started to leave by train, Xiao Letian asked Pierre to wait in his carriage. The anxious Pierre didn't know what the head of state was going to say. He waited for more than four hours. , and then saw the head of state coming back with a tired look on his face.
Xiao Letian looked at Pierre, whose voice was choked with sobs, and sighed, "You haven't had dinner yet, right?"
Isn't this obvious? On the table next to Pierre, there were two sandwiches on a white plate. He only took one bite and put the rest inside.
What's even more surprising is that the wine cabinet is right behind Pierre, but this drunkard didn't even take a sip. This is not his usual behavior.
"You weren't so reserved before. You drank a lot of the good wine I kept privately. Why are you so outgoing today?"
"The head of state...didn't I meet Fangguan now? She doesn't like my drinking, so I have to restrain myself..."
"Hold it... I don't know your drinking capacity yet. Three bottles of red wine will not delay your work at all... Okay, I won't waste time anymore, let's get straight to the point!"
"Do you know what I came to you to say?"
Pierre smiled bitterly and said, "What else could it be? It's not the upcoming war, it's not that you want to know my attitude..."
"You're right, but you're not right! I called you here today mainly to untie your knot, and at the same time to reassure myself!"
"You, Pierre, are a great talent, and I must use them! But you, Pierre, are also French. It is normal for Chinese senior officials to be worried. You cannot hold grudges!"
"No... please don't worry, Head of State, I can understand the worries of Wang Ju and others. They are all engaged in intelligence. These are all rules. I understand!"
"Very well, it's best if you can figure it out, but have you come up with an idea? I think I still have to have a heart-to-heart talk with you!"
"Pierre! You must always remember that I, Xiao Letian, do not hate France, especially not this nation. On the contrary, I have always been kind to the most important powerful country in Europe!"
"This is the information that was just sent this morning. It is very detailed. Please take a look at it carefully!" Xiao Letian threw over a stack of thick kraft paper portfolios.
Untying the cotton rope, Pierre took out countless photos, and each photo had detailed text descriptions!
"This is an on-site record of the 200,000-person march that broke out in Paris some time ago. It's all top secret! I'm afraid Napoleon III himself doesn't have such clear photos!"
"See for yourself what France has become like now!"
The scenes in the photos were extremely shocking, and what surprised Pierre was that only a small part of these photos were of the scene of the conflict, but more of the scenes in the city before and after the demonstration.
Xiao Letian told smart people that there is no need to beat around the bush, "I won't show you the photos of the killings at the conflict scene, because you know very well that this conflict was fueled by our spies... I want you to What I can see is how far your domestic social conflicts have reached during your absence in France!"
Pierre's hands trembled. This was a photo of an extremely poor family. The woman in the center of the picture had a side face and she didn't know what kind of soup she was cooking. A long spoon was slowly stirring, and the pot of soup was thin in the light and shadow. All of them can take pictures of people.
The woman under the pressure of life's hardships no longer even has a sad expression, only a deep numbness!
At the edge of the photo, you can only see a man sitting in the corner smoking continuously, with a thin body under his dirty work clothes.
A child in the cradle is looking at the ceiling with blank eyes. The whole scene is lifeless!
"This child died two hours after the photo was taken... from complications caused by severe malnutrition! This was the family of a coal shoveler at a steel plant!"
"That man has to work more than 12 hours a day, but he can't afford a glass of milk. He can only watch his children starve to death!"
"Keep reading! There are countless scenes like this!"
Pierre began to flip through the pages quickly with trembling hands. Sure enough, the thick photos were all about the plight of the lower class people in Paris. In all the photos, people were hungry, painful, numb, sad... They could no longer be called human beings, they were all Dead trees that are about to die.
In the photos, there are children stealing things and being beaten by gentlemen with civilized sticks, and there is also a mother of three children who has no one to rely on and can only work as the lowest prostitute.
The worker who lost his hand in the factory accident did not receive any compensation and could only lie on the street waiting for people's charity. A group of hungry wild children rushed into the bakery to snatch food, and were finally chased and beaten by a group of adults.
Pictures one after another formed a hell-like Ukiyo-e, and they were all displayed in front of Pierre.
The emotional intelligence officer was trembling all over and his scalp was numb, as if every hair on his head stood up.
"How could this happen? How could this happen... When I left France, although the people were poor, they were not so poor!"
"Haha... what can you see? After all, you are a top student at Imperial College, and your job is also very good. Although you have been hidden, you still have a bowl of food to eat!"
"Your old classmates and friends often sponsor you, so you have no worries about food and clothing. You have no idea how difficult the lives of workers and farmers are!"
"To tell you the truth, this kind of life has always been the norm in France!"
