In the 10th arrondissement of Paris, the hotel where Pavel Koshevoy and others stayed near the Moulin Rouge Cabaret became a temporary headquarters, and anyway, this area of cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods had everything, and a group of foreign men and women mixed together was not conspicuous.

The hotel is located in Montmartre, an alternative highland north of Paris, a region of all over Europe known for its chaos, a place full of legends.

It is the youngest arrondissement of Paris, with its rich artistic heritage and colorful cultural customs, but only a short period of 100 years.

Watch the tall and sacred Sacré-Coeur Church and the Moulin Rouge with its nightly singing and costumed performances as neighbors, painters who pursue art and street performers who strive to survive live in harmony, and the streets are filled with tourists from all over the world, as well as smugglers who have become criminals.

Prosperous and chaotic, vague and superficial, it perfectly accommodates religion, art, fragrance and crime, and its other name is known throughout Western Europe - the land of thieves!

In Paris, the subway, the streets and even the Louvre are full of thieves, stealing, robbing, and cheating. The Montmartre area is the heart of the city's most pickpocketed and robbers, and robbers here also like to target Asian tourists who are unable to speak the language, have difficulty communicating and are easily distinguishable in appearance.

Unless you don't know anything, you won't wander around Montmartre alone, especially at night.

Asians, good grabs!

As for the future... In 20 years, it will be the turn of the Chinese people who especially like to carry cash.

Behind the prosperity is a breeding ground for crime, a common disease in every pompous and prosperous city, and yesterday evening Albina Chekhova went out with Pavel for a wandering, speaking French with a southern French accent and posing as a couple of tourists from her country, which ended up with two groups of pickpockets.

Of course, the result is more interesting, the first wave of pickpockets of three people is still on the side of the street, and the one who did it was caught by Albina.

The other two wanted to threaten, but they couldn't steal it and rob it, but Pavel took out a Walter PPK directly from his pocket, and said in a coaxing tone: "I don't have time to pay attention to you little scraps, get out of here!"

Yes, I ran into a southern hillbilly policeman who came to Paris for a vacation, and it seems that he is still a high-level person, and the pickpocket thinks he can't afford to provoke him.

Why do you think it's the police?

There are not many middle-aged Frenchmen with a small pistol with them, especially looking at the outfits: these two are well dressed, and those who don't have any spare money can't afford to wear them, otherwise they won't be targeted.

The French police department is relatively strict with its own gun management, and the French police who will carry guns when they go out and travel will not be ordinary small policemen.

You can't be a pickpocket if you don't have eyes, you have to see if you have money or not, and whether you can provoke or not, otherwise the end will be miserable.

Let's not talk about people having guns, even if you ignore the small pistol, it's not a big problem to rob ordinary people, but if you rob a high-ranking policeman, the police in Paris will lose face.

The Paris police can't afford to provoke foreign gangsters, but they don't have to do it themselves to dig up a few local pickpockets, and the police in charge of this matter make a phone call, and the head of this professional pickpocket has to honestly send the thieves to the police station, and the pickpockets who take the blame also have to report to the police station themselves.

Don't believe it, the professional pickpockets in the city are all gangs of people, the local police are clear about this, and the pickpockets who work alone are basically registered, and the situation is similar all over the world.

As long as it is not a wandering crime, when the face is unbearable, make a phone call, someone will send the property back, if the discarded wallet or the like cannot be recovered, the pickpocket will make up the difference.

Amazing, right?

That's the way it is, the rules that exist in society, so Pavel had a whim to pretend to be a senior French police officer who came to travel Ten good choices, otherwise Alpina next to her looked like a middle-aged aunt who seemed harmless to humans and animals, and she was notoriously ruthless.

A lesson to the pickpockets will not hinder the mission, but the three pickpockets consciously raise their hands and retreat, which makes Albina, who originally wanted to move, a little boring.

But...

The second wave of pickpockets was Albina's halfway trip to the bathroom, only to come across two robbers with knives - Pavelna was looking at a men's suit in a shop window on the corner of the street, and the aunt here fell in love with the knife in the hand of one of the robbers, which looked like a handmade product and had a handle made of animal horns.

In the blink of an eye, two North African children fell tragically outside the public toilet, and the robber brought an antelope horn knife from his hometown and was robbed.

The aunt can't be provoked, she still uses the traditional French kicking technique, and she left a cold sentence before leaving: "My mother was invincible in the boxing ring 20 years ago, and you two rotten tomatoes rotten eggs still want to rob me?"

Cut!"

He raised his index finger and left in a dashing manner, waving his hand without leaving a single cloud, which was very much in line with the rich artistic atmosphere of Montmartre, leaving behind two robbers who were lying on the ground and howling, and the robbery was not successful.

The two robbers had broken leg bones, two pairs of four arms combined, and three ribs, and were powerless to resist the atrocities of the knife in their hands and the cash in their wallets.

What's even more excessive is that there is a middle-aged man who watched this scene with a smile, and then the monster woman with perverted combat power took the other party's arm and left together, seemingly showing off what she got in her hand.

The two seemed to be hanging out, but in fact, they were also determining the point of the various prostitution gangs, and when they returned to the hotel, most of the men had not returned, and they had all dispersed.

The French police alone are not reliable, they can only give the general direction, and they want to find out who did it or rely on themselves.

Eliza was present in the living room of Pavel's suite, and this time she was pretending to be the daughter of the "couple" of the Major General, and of course lived in the same suite.

As soon as she saw that "Mom and Dad" were back, the beautiful girl said, "Yuri and Valentin called ten minutes ago, and there is the latest news on the line they are tracking.

Just 15 kilometers north of the city, there was a construction site, which was basically made up of North African laborers, and the Albanians and French had built an underground brothel near the construction site. ”

Speaking of this, Eliza paused and seemed to organize her language, "You can't say it's a prostitute, those women are basically not very conscious..."

Needless to say, they were all trafficked.

"Valentin asks when he can do it, and the thugs and the Frenchmen in charge over there probably know something. ”

"Wait, the line Paul and Alexander are tracing should be found tonight. ”

Coincidentally, as soon as she finished saying this, Eliza's phone rang on the couch.

"It's Alexander. ”

Pavel picked up the phone and listened to it, and hung up after a minute, and said expressionlessly: "Don't wait any longer, let the groups prepare to do it."

Also, call the commander of the gendarme, we have to work at night, let his people drive slowly, don't run the red light. ”

Eliza and Albina stood up straight and said in a deep voice, "Yes, General!"