One night later, the housekeeper Buwei who heard the noise and came to open the door saw that it was Zhao Xin standing outside the door. He shook his head in disbelief and thought to himself, wasn't this guy writing something in the room? Could he have jumped out of the window? A fetish for going out?
Zhao Xin learned from Bu Wei that Deng Fei had returned, so he went straight to the second floor and knocked on the door. After entering the room, before Deng Fei could speak, he took out a book from his arms and handed it to the other party.
"Take a look first, this is the French version."
Deng Fei took it in confusion, took it to the candlestick, looked at the cover, and briefly flipped through it. He couldn't help but be surprised: "This is... the structural diagram of the interior of the Temple Tower?!"
"Yes." Zhao Xin poured himself a glass of water and drank it in one breath before saying: "I asked the owner of the bookstore and he said that the author of this book is the director of the Manuscript Department of the National Library of France, specializing in the study of French court history. Yes. You should take a good look at it in the next few days, and then compare it with the information Degene brought."
Deng Fei put down the book and asked curiously: "You disappeared for two days, just to buy books?"
"How is that possible!" Zhao Xin rolled his eyes and said, "I went to Le Havre and wandered outside the port for a long time. I bought an empty container and it will be delivered to a warehouse outside Paris in two days."
After hearing this, Deng Fei couldn't help but stare blankly and said, "Are you planning to take people over?!"
"No! I just want to get people out of jail."
In the next few days, Deng Fei declined all banquets and visits on the grounds of physical discomfort, and concentrated on reading the books brought back by Zhao Xin. For certain invitations that were really unavoidable, Jiao Xun or Huang Chengji would appear on their behalf, with Degenie responsible for the translation. The two of them, with their extremely ancient clothes and gentle manners, have satisfied the curiosity of many French people. Because he was responsible for translating for the Beihai Town Mission, Degenie came to visit every day openly and took the opportunity to exchange information with Zhao Xin and Deng Fei.
On the fifth day after Zhao Xin and the others arrived in Paris, old Deguine finally found a plan of the Temple Tower made in the 17th century in the royal archives. That night Deguigne took it to the Place des Vosges and handed it over to him. Deng Fei.
With the arrival of the first batch of 2,000 pounds of wheat donated by Beihai Town to the Paris city government, Deng Fei and the others suddenly became distinguished guests in the eyes of Paris citizens. Naturally, De Guigne, who served as the translator, also became more and more prosperous. Every day, he was surrounded by a group of people who were full and had nothing to do. The "sans-culottes" were invited to the tavern to talk nonsense about their experiences in the East. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he also found out about the situation of many imprisoned kings and their families.
Since the five members of Louis XVI's family were imprisoned in the Temple Tower on August 13, they have been basically isolated from the outside world. Those imprisoned included Louis XVI himself, a valet named Harnet, Queen Marie Antoinette, the king's sister Elizabeth Philippe, the eldest daughter Marie Theresa Charlotte, and Louis Charles.
Although the paper information is almost collected, everyone does not have an intuitive understanding of the Temple Tower building. You must know that the tower was later demolished under Napoleon's order and turned into a park in another time and space. At present, apart from the internal structure, he still knew nothing about the appearance of the tower or even the great monastery.
He weighed it again and again, and finally found Degene, installed a small 2-centimeter-square camera on his coat, and carefully told the other party how to use it. DeGeneres didn't understand why at first, but was shocked when he saw the test footage. If he hadn't stayed on the Thor for nearly a month and had seen many incomprehensible things, he would definitely have thought it was black magic.
"Mr. Zhao, I would like to ask why you can appear in this small square? This is more realistic than the most exquisite sketch! I have never seen such a painting."
"Uh...well..." Zhao Xin was also in trouble. How could he explain to a person from the 18th century what a "photoelectric conversion system" was? Rudolf Hertz’s father is probably still missing! Besides, if Zhao Xin wants to explain this clearly based on his physical skills, he might as well just go to sleep.
"This is a device that forms and records images through the principle of optical imaging. In 400 BC, there was a great inventor in China named Mozi...Bula Bula."
What else can be done? Zhao Xin could only ramble a lot and even brought out the founder of the Mo family. The more Degene listened, the more dizzy she became, and the veins on her forehead were pounding. You must know that except for the ancient Romans in 400 BC, the entire Europe was basically a barbaric wilderness! Thinking of this, he suddenly said without a clue: "My father has studied Eastern culture for many years. He believes that you Chinese are a branch of the ancient Egyptians, and he also said that you were the first to discover the American continent."
Zhao Xinxin said that this was all nonsense and said casually: "We have nothing to do with the Egyptians. If you have a chance, let Mr. Jiao teach you!"
It took almost a whole morning for Degene to finally master the use of the camera. Then the guy didn't even eat lunch and went to the temple tower in excitement. Although the entrance and interior of the Temple Tower are very tightly guarded, incited by the hatred of the Jacobins, a group of cynical Parisian civilians run near the tower every day and shout insults at the Louis XVI family, such as " "Louis the Traitor" is what they say most often. However, this also gave Degenie an opportunity to take a closer look at the surrounding environment.
After returning home, Zhao Xin read it and told him to take more pictures of the exterior of the tower prison, and to go around in a circle and take pictures of everything.
De Guigne spent almost three afternoons, photographing a large number of images including the tower and surrounding scenery from far to near; including the heavy door with iron spikes, the iron grilles outside the windows on the tower, There are soldiers standing guard with guns around, as well as the large garden covering an area of 5,000 square meters in the southeast corner.
With these materials as reference, and Deng Fei having carefully read the book bought by Zhao Xin twice, on the afternoon of November 8th, Zhao Xin and Deng Fei called Elu and The team leaders of the two special operations battalions formulated a rescue plan in detail. The time for the operation was set at one o'clock in the morning three days later. It was the first day of the lunar calendar and there was no moon at night.
Zhao Xin's requirements for this operation were not only to memorize the terrain and room locations, but also to be fast! Anyone who tries to resist or obstruct will be shot to death! The time from the start of the rescue operation to the elimination of all guards inside the tower cannot exceed 20 minutes.
You must know that in addition to a National Guard of nearly 300 people in the Grand Abbey, there are more than 40 guards and guards in the Temple Tower, and even four surveillance teams sent by the Paris Commune. Every morning at eight Click shift. It is difficult to guarantee that the people in the tower will jump over the wall and attack Louis XVI and his family when they find out that something is wrong.
Before the operation begins, Zhao Xin has one more test that must be done. He asked Bu Wei, the housekeeper, to help him find a cat, no matter what breed it was, as long as it was lively and active. Although Bu Wei felt a little strange, he still obeyed the instructions and directly brought his tabby cat over.
However, the next morning, Buwei saw his cat huddled half-dead in a corner, retching. It finally screamed and staggered when walking. Buwei was very surprised, thinking that my cat had a bad stomach?
After testing on animals, it’s time to test on people. In the years since the eighteenth century, Zhao Xin has always brought modern people back and forth. This was the first time he had brought ancient people back and forth, and he was not sure whether it would work or not.
It was dark in the Place des Vosges late at night. Under the weak moonlight, a black shadow first appeared, and then a large container eleven meters long, two meters wide and two meters high appeared in the open space. The black figure first opened the door of the container, and then said to the other person behind him, whose back was turned to him: "Come here."
When Wen Dai heard Zhao Xin speak, he turned around. When he saw the big dark guy, Leng Buding was trembling in his heart: "Where did this thing come from? There was nothing there just now!"
Fortunately, Elu had warned him before he and Zhao Xin came out, telling him not to make a fuss about anything he saw. Zhao Xin turned on his flashlight, walked into the container, picked up a yellow diving respirator from the ground and put it on Wen Dai's back. After putting it on, he first checked the pressure gauge, pressure reducer and various joints before opening it. The air supply valve on the mask and asked Wen Dai to put the mask on.
"15 minutes! If I don't open the door, I must not take off the mask!"
"Understood!" Wen Dai responded dully through his mask and gestured at the same time.
Zhao Xin immediately walked outside and closed the door. The container was instantly plunged into darkness. Wen Dai stretched out his hand and touched the wall of the box, and was about to lean over when he suddenly felt his head sinking suddenly, and he immediately fell to the ground. Then he felt even more dizziness and discomfort, and his chest felt very uncomfortable. A strong sense of nausea surged up from my stomach. Wen Dai didn't know what was going on outside. He felt like a small boat in the ocean, being tossed around by waves tens of meters high. Ten minutes became as long as a hundred years...
I don't know how long it took, but the door of the container creaked, and then a dazzling light hit the unconscious Wen Dai's face. Zhao Xin, who was sweating profusely, quickly stepped forward and took off the oxygen mask, opened the other person's eyelids, and found that the pupils had begun to dilate. He reached out and touched the other person's carotid artery, and his heartbeat was frighteningly fast. He took off the oxygen bottle from Wen Dai's body and dragged him outside. Then he put away the container, lifted Wen Dai up with difficulty, and walked quickly towards the apartment building.
Elu and others who had been waiting at the door were shocked when they saw this, and hurriedly helped him to the living room on the first floor. A quarter of an hour later, Wen Dai finally woke up after undergoing cardiopulmonary resuscitation, but soon fell into a coma again. Zhao Xin measured his heartbeat and blood pressure. After struggling for a long time, he finally determined that there was no big problem with the other party, and he felt at ease.
"This is too suspenseful!" After seeing Wen Dai's situation, Deng Fei whispered to Zhao Xin who was sitting aside: "It doesn't seem to work! Even he is like this, that child... can't Take his life?"
Zhao Xin was silent for a long time and said slowly: "I think it's a matter of time. 15 minutes is too long."
"What did you do?"
"I ran as fast as I could from the Place des Vosges to the intersection where the Temple Prison was, where I drew a circle on the ground to mark the location of the turrets, and then ran back again, exactly 15 minutes."
"Run?!" Deng Fei frowned and thought for a while, then looked at Zhao Xin with a horrified expression...
After dawn, Wen Dai woke up and felt exhausted all over. Although the dizzy feeling had subsided, he still felt nauseous and staggered when he walked. He would definitely fall down if he didn't hold on to something. This Ewenki man, who used to be as strong as a bull, has now become a pale-faced soft-legged shrimp, just like the cat brought by the housekeeper Buwei earlier.
Zhao Xin and Deng Fei discussed it for a long time in the morning and felt that there was no better way. Running back to the Place des Vosges from the location of the Temple Prison in another time and space would take at least 7 minutes.
Just faint, even if you faint to death, it is better than going to the guillotine. What's more, once the city of Paris is alerted by gunfire, the incoming National Guardsmen and civilians will surround the Temple Prison and the Grand Abbey; even if the people of the special operations battalion can get out with advanced weapons, they will not be able to escape. How many people died?
Time soon came to November 12th, the day of action.
In order to distract the outside world, Deng Fei took Jiao Xun and Huang Chengji out in the evening. Today, at the invitation of the British in Paris, they went to the "British Club" of the White Hotel to attend a grand dinner party. Many key members of the Jacobins would attend.
Before dinner, the cook of the special warfare battalion who was responsible for cooking deliberately added some "seasonings" to the pot of soup that the housekeeper and the servants had given to him by Zhao Xin.
These days, everyone in Beihai Town basically starts their own business except for going out to eat. With Zhao Xin, it is easy for everyone to basically eat whatever they want. Bu Wei and the servants felt at first that the Chinese were superfluous. You must know that the dismissed chefs were all royal chefs in the palace. However, after trying it once, Buwei found that the taste was very good, so he started eating Beihai Town's big pot rice every day.
As soon as they finished cleaning up after dinner, the dozen or so French servants felt sleepy. Before nine o'clock in the evening, they yawned one after another and returned to their rooms in the attic to fall asleep. At ten o'clock, Bu Wei, who drank a lot of coffee, was so sleepy that he swayed. Under Zhao Xin's persuasion, he also went back to the house to rest.
Half an hour later, Elu led people up to the attic and confirmed that these guys were asleep, so they returned to the first floor and started getting busy. A total of 20 soldiers from the special operations battalion participated in the operation. Since there is only one spiral staircase inside the Temple Tower Prison that only allows two people to pass side by side, more people will only cause congestion, not to mention that the container cannot be loaded.
The group of people checked their weapons and equipment and then put them on. Dark blue night uniforms and helmets, soft-soled leather boots, stab-proof clothing, long and short guns with silencers, black daggers, and several 8-magnification helmet-mounted binocular monocular low-light night vision devices.
Although Zhao Xin promised Yu Deli that it would be the last time when he came back from Yangzhou City to rescue people, he still broke his promise now. There was no other way. If he wanted to go in and out quickly without leaving any traces, he had to do it himself.
At around eleven o'clock in the evening, Deng Fei and the others came back. After another half an hour, there was no sound in the whole apartment. Looking from the outside, the people inside have fallen asleep.
At midnight, when the clock on the wall struck the twelfth time, everyone in the dark room looked at Zhao Xin, who was smoking a cigarette. He stood up suddenly, put out the flashing cigarette butt in a small bowl, and said in a deep voice: "Let's go!"
