Flowers, Swords and France

When the sun was about to sink below the horizon, Fran and her friends stepped off the cruise ship together. Kong Ze also followed them leisurely with a large suitcase in one hand.

Because of the little dispute just now, the two ladies were very dissatisfied with Kong Ze, so they just talked and laughed with each other, as if they ignored him at all, while Kong Ze didn't care at all and followed behind leisurely, keeping talking. Looking left and right, beware of unexpected surprises that are actually unlikely.

The two young ladies in front of him were both in their prime and as beautiful as flowers, but he didn't pay much attention to them, and his attitude towards them was as perfunctory as ever.

In his early career as a police officer, he was accustomed to seeing too many ugliness and crimes, and he had already seen women's tears and women's smiles at the same time. Because even though they looked so cute, they couldn't touch his heart much.

After this non-interference situation lasted for a while, Mary finally turned her gaze and signaled Kong Ze to become more conscious.

Because night is coming, they need to return to the hotel quickly - and Fran and Mary only speak French, so they can only rely on Kongze to communicate with the locals.

Kong Ze shrugged, and then found two taxis on the street.

After communicating with the taxi, they took the return journey together.

Kong Ze did not discuss the price with the coachman because all travel expenses were reimbursed by Charles, so he was not stingy with spending money at all.

He didn't get thanked, and Mary was still angry with him because of the quarrel, so she stepped onto the carriage without looking at him. And even the delicate and timid Miss Treville only nodded slightly to him. He got on the carriage.

Kongze shrugged, then smiled to himself. Got on his carriage.

However... no one saw that on the seat of this carriage, a person was sitting quietly in the shadows.

"I don't know when you became a nanny!" When Kong Ze sat next to him, he teased Kong Ze in a rather hoarse voice.

This hoarse sound is like the sound of a saw tearing back and forth on wood, which makes people feel quite uncomfortable after hearing it.

However, Kong Ze was not touched at all.

"This is a job, no matter what, as long as you can get a good salary."

"Hey! This is not what you said!" The person continued to tease. "Why, hasn't our Mr. Kong Ze always wanted to get ahead? Why did he say such things today? Why...do you want to spend the rest of your life in confusion like us? Hey, actually this is not bad... …Why do you need to work so hard on yourself?”

"If you don't want to be beaten to the bone by me, you'd better shut up and stop making jokes about your rubbish." Kong Ze frowned slightly, obviously impatient with his teasing.

"Hey, I'm just joking! Okay, okay. I won't say anything anymore." Seeing that Kong Ze was already angry, the man sneered and waved his hand, "Don't be angry... don't be angry..."

Then, it seemed like he recalled something from the past. He smiled at Kong Ze again, "I didn't expect you to leave the police station! I thought you liked that job quite a lot back then..."

"I didn't leave there just because I wanted to." Kong Ze replied angrily.

"Hey, that's right. That's right! We all can't help ourselves." The man sighed again.

Then, he looked out from under his wrinkled clothes. He slowly took out two cigars that had been cut open, then picked up one and handed it to Kong Ze. "Come on, smoke one?"

"No, no need." Looking at his slender but somewhat blackened dirty fingers, Kong Ze refused without thinking, "I don't smoke."

"It's okay to have one once in a while, right?" The other person asked with a smile, "Don't think I'm so poor, haha, but this is a good product. I spent a lot of effort to fish it out from a rich businessman's house!"

"I said I don't smoke." Even though the other party was so enthusiastic, Kong Ze remained unmoved.

Then, he looked at the thin figure next to him.

Although her skin color is a little darkened due to the sun and rain, she still looks in good spirits.

"It seems that you are doing well in your profession here?"

"It's okay... That's all I have in my life. If I can't do this well, what else can I do?" The man replied nonchalantly, and then carefully lit the cigar with a match.

He took a deep drag on the cigar and then let out a long breath of ecstasy. "Hey, now that I think about it, I should have learned some serious work at that time..."

"Come on, why do you still want to learn a real job?" Kong Ze replied with a smile, "You are a born bad person. What else can you do if you don't become a thief? If you really work honestly, I'm afraid you won't be able to sit still. Stay?"

As he mocked, the man was indeed a thief.

And he is a very "performance-impact" thief.

At that time, the thief was operating in the Paris area and successfully carried out several major thefts, attracting the attention of the police. His whereabouts were very secretive and his methods of committing crimes were also very cunning, so he left very few traces. Kong Ze spent a lot of effort to catch him.

Just when Kong Ze was about to bring the thief to justice, he cleverly proposed that he could serve as Kong Ze's informant and secretly help Kong Ze catch other thieves in exchange for not going to jail.

After some consideration, Kongze agreed to his request. Later, relying on this tainted informant, he mastered a large amount of information about thieves and robber gangs in the Paris area, and then successfully cracked several cases, which had a huge social impact. A large-scale theft case, his extraordinary ability and talent were finally recognized by his superiors, and he embarked on his own path to promotion in the police world.

It didn't take long for the news that he had become a police lackey to be exposed, and he fell into an extremely dangerous situation.

After leaving his current position, Kong Ze, who no longer needed to rely on this method to accumulate credit, did not leave him alone. Instead, he generously left him a way out - he gave him a forged passport and some money, so that he could leave France.

He came to England. After suffering a lot of hardships, he finally settled down again and resumed his old business here. In my heart, I am grateful to Kong Ze.

Before Kong Ze came to the UK, he informed the other party through the secret channel that the two people had agreed on in the past, and he immediately ran to Kong Ze.

"Hey! Don't put it so bluntly!" A trace of embarrassment flashed across the other party's face, and then he nodded to express his agreement with Kong Ze's opinion, "Well, actually you are not wrong, I am I just can’t sit still, I’m not the type to live a good life..."

Then he took another deep drag on the cigarette.

"Okay. Let's not talk about this anymore... You are also new here. I should treat you as a guest... How about? Go find some girls first? I know there are some very good places nearby... Girls Friendly and reasonably priced..."

"No need." Kong Ze still refused, "I have too many things to do now and don't have time."

Seeing that Kong Ze was still so cold, the other party looked at him again in confusion.

"You are just like a saint! Hey, even if you become famous like this, what's the point? People, isn't being famous just for enjoyment?" As he said this, he smoked hard. Living up to his motto.

"The most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my life poisoned her own son to death for some inheritance." Kong Ze replied in an indifferent tone that had nothing to do with him, "So, friend, forget about this woman earlier. , they drag your legs while crying that you don’t love her.”

"Hey! That's it! I didn't come to you to listen to your philosophical talk!" When I heard Kong Ze say this. The man immediately smiled bitterly again.

After a moment, it dawned on him.

"Hey. Are you thinking about those two chicks? So you are so busy trying to show your courtesy in front of them? Oh, it's no wonder. Those two chicks are quite beautiful. If you can get along with them, that's true. This life is worth it!”

However, his words did not lighten the mood as much as he had hoped.

Kong Ze opened his eyes wide, and then suddenly grabbed his shoulders.

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"Are you crazy? Didn't you see that they all have identities?!" He scolded the other party sternly, "If you don't want to die, don't touch a finger on them. It's best not to appear in front of them."

The other party was shocked by Kong Ze's sudden attack. The iron-like hands pinched him slightly, causing pain, and also frightened him out of his mind for a moment.

"Okay... don't take it seriously, I'm just joking... Don't worry, I won't bother them. I still want to live for a few more years..."

"Hmph." Seeing that the other party finally came forward, Kong Ze's face looked a little better, and he let go of his hand with a cold snort.

"Why, you are so nervous... are they princesses from some country?" After the atmosphere finally relaxed a little, the other party asked half-jokingly and half-carefully.

"One is my employer's close assistant. I think he has slept with him and has a very bad temper." After remembering the quarrel between the two just now, Kong Ze curled his lips slightly, and then returned to his indifference, "One is my employer. My sister, well, I think...she is in France now, and she is almost like a princess. Anyway, if something happens to them, not only me, but you will definitely be cut into pieces, even if you escape. It’s useless to go to the ends of the earth, do you understand?”

Kong Ze didn't know about the previous dispute between the two brothers, Charles. He only thought that Fran was Charles's most beloved sister, so although he had a cold attitude along the way, he never dared to neglect her.

"Ayo! Ayo!"

After hearing Kong Ze's explanation, the other party finally exclaimed.

He was first surprised that he almost made a joke that cost his life, and then he was curious about Kong Ze's new job.

"Your employer, it turns out he has such a good background! So that's how it is... No wonder you have left your original place and found a new job! It seems that you are really going to make a fortune now... So, stop being so secretive. , tell me, who is he?"

"De Treville, do you remember this last name?"

"It's him?! So...it's the March Butcher!" To Kong Ze's surprise, the other party reacted immediately. Then, he looked at Kong Ze very excitedly, sincerely thinking about his future. feel happy. "My friend, you have really found a good place for yourself!"

"Huh? March Butcher?" Kong Ze was a little surprised.

"Yes, the March Butcher, that's what the newspapers here call him, at least that's what I saw." The other party nodded, "I heard that he was Bonaparte's most capable subordinate, who planned the previous coup and carried out a massacre in Paris, killing people like a river... It seems that he killed several thousand people!"

"Now there are not so many people willing to die for political slogans." Kong Ze shook his head gently, "In total, less than a few dozen people died, not even as many people died in a flash flood."

"I don't know about that, anyway, the newspapers here say so." The other party shook his head again, indicating that he didn't care about this small detail, "My friend, anyway, he is now Bonaparte's big red man, right? And you are now his subordinate, he trusts you to the extent that he can entrust you to take care of his mistress and sister?"

"You are a little exaggerated, but there is some basis." Kong Ze answered vaguely.

"Oh! Then you are really rich!" The other party shouted again, "Don't forget your poor friend!"

"So, I came to see you..." Kong Ze's voice sounded more and more mysterious.

"Hmm..." The other party seemed to understand something and looked at Kong Ze with blinking eyes. "You...you are not only looking for me to reminisce about the past, but also to do work for me?"

"Of course I am reminiscing about the past." Kong Ze did not deny his last question.

After hearing Kong Ze's words, a look of joy that was difficult to conceal flashed across the other party's dark face.

"Okay... okay, I knew you wouldn't forget your old friend! Poor Jostain will definitely do it for you - just pay him enough!"

"This job is not easy." Kongze shook his head, "You'd better think about it first."

"What? Don't you know? I'm just brave!"

"If you want to do this job, you need more than just courage. You need a good brain." Kongze replied in a low voice, "But, although it's a little frivolous, you have a good brain... I think there are few people here who are more suitable than you."

"What's going on?" The other party opened his eyes in confusion.

"In fact, this matter is also very simple." Kongze's expression was still very calm, "Mr. Treville is now working in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, but he is very dissatisfied with the procrastination of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and he doesn't like the pretentious and boastful talk of these old antiques, so he needs us to do the work. We are pragmatic and tight-lipped. He needs us to get information from all over Europe."

After a pause, he added another sentence.

"And I am loyal to him alone." (To be continued...)