In the slum north of the city, in a dirty house, the corpses of four black people lay down, Molière held a revolver in his hand and carefully looked out of the crack in the window, when he found more than a dozen water ghost soldiers on the street with oil paint painted on the street running wildly, he subconsciously shrunk his neck.

"Silence them...... Molière's men gagged the hostages, for fear that the distress signal would disturb the water ghost soldiers outside.

Dakar is a small city with a population of more than 30,000, and it is not easy for Qiu Wei and his team to find the hiders in tens of thousands of houses. Now, as long as Molière can drag it out until dawn, he will win.

The chaos in Dakar continued, but there was an unusual calm after the group of soldiers had passed around the slums north of the city.

Molière looked out the window and saw only a few black people stealing things scattered on the long street, and his heart finally settled, and he waved his hand to let the captives go.

Molière walked in front of Sun Chujian and looked a little embarrassed: "I have to admit that what you have done has exceeded my imagination, you are not afraid of revealing your identity? Sure enough, it is a group of crazy people, they dare to take such a big risk in order to save you!"

"What a great comradeship, I am so moved...... Molière said mockingly, "From the perspective of an ordinary soldier and an ordinary citizen, these soldiers who bravely saved their comrades regardless of their own safety are heroic ......"

"But, from a politician's point of view, your bravery is foolishness...... Don't be unconvinced, know that one of the most important qualities of a qualified politician and military strategist is to know how to make trade-offs!"

"Just for the sake of more than 30 of you, I did not hesitate to expose myself, did not hesitate to destroy all of Xiao Letian's strategic arrangements, and even did not hesitate to attract the main forces of the British and French navies to gather and annihilate him...... I don't know if you're stupid or smart!"

"Hahaha...... Is this the kind of talent that Xiao Lotian has cultivated? I'm so glad that it is because of you who are a group of reckless and rude warriors who are full of blood and blood, so you are doomed to fail, no matter how much you have taken advantage of before......

Listening to Molière's ridicule, Sun Chujian was not angry at all, on the contrary, he smiled and made Molière inexplicably frightened: "Damn, what are you laughing at? Do you think you are going to eat me? Don't dream, you are just a circumstantial evidence! When your use value is gone, I will personally send you to the gallows!"

Sun Chujian pursed his lips, "The color is strong...... Do you know that there is an old Chinese saying that it is better to be silent than to say a thousand words? Of course you don't understand, your superficial heart can't bear much pressure at all, so you have to use words to vent your ......?"

"Monsieur Molière, you have been exposed!"

Molière rushed over and grabbed Sun Chujian's collar, "I'm exposed, what have I exposed? Damn, you're just trying to provoke me, and then let me give you a good ...... Then I don't have any witnesses, don't you? You're going to be a hero, aren't you? Your accomplices can run away in peace, don't they?"

"So you're going to provoke me......" Molière roared hoarsely, he was really on the verge of a breakdown today.

Sun Chujian saw the corners of his mouth curled, "Since you captured me, you have mentioned to me four times in a row the matter of going to Paris as a witness, if you are not Alzheimer's, then it can only be explained that Paris is an unavoidable eye in your subconscious!"

"I'm sorry I used a word that I only Chinese understand, eye means the eye of the formation, or a key point in the situation, and a place where danger and opportunity coexist...... The more you stress, the more you prove that you are weak, and the more you are weak, the more you hope to find some motivational information from the outside world to support you......"

"Hahaha...... Human beings are so wonderful, people only invest emotionally in the people and things they care about, and who will take a second look at the things they don't care about?"

Sun Chu saw that his eyes were shining with wisdom, and he sneered, "Do you think I'm bragging?" Okay, I can tell you my analysis...... Paris is the capital of France, where is your emperor and your cabinet government, I know that Napoleon III was a strong monarch, but unfortunately the French who lived through the Revolution were born with a bad eye for imperial power......"

"The cabinet was only superficially subservient to the emperor, Napoleon III did not achieve absolute centralization, and the degree of concentration of power in his hands was even less than that of the backward Qing Dynasty......"

"Under this political system, even the emperor can only mobilize a part of the country's resources, I heard that the French Army's breech-loading rifled guns have not been popularized 100%, but it is conceivable that the French cabinet has disagreed with your emperor in the budget!"

"I know very well what you Molière want to do, get the evidence of the existence of the Zhiyuan, and send all the human and physical evidence to Paris, ostensibly for revenge and for the honor of France...... Actually, it's all nonsense, all you have in mind is to help your Emperor His Majesty and forcibly pass a plan from the cabinet to increase military spending......"

"Hey, why are you shaking? I was told the matter...... You are going to bring the human and material evidence back to Paris, so that the politicians with fat brains can see that even the barbaric and backward Chinese already have such anti-sky warships, can France do it without additional military spending?"

"A real ironclad battleship, a crazy bloody battle in Dakar will surely become the thorn that pierces the heart of France, when the dignity of the people is hit, your emperor's ruling crisis will naturally be solved, and even the gap in military spending can be resolved by issuing several national bonds......"

"Hahaha, what a good calculation! You see, we are not all stupid Chinese, you can fool others with this little calculation, but you can't fool me......"

Molière's hand was loosened, his face was pale and frightened, and he looked at Sun Chujian as if he had seen a ghost, "You, you, you ......"

Sun Chujian raised his bound hands and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with his cuffs: "What's wrong with me? Did I poke at your soft underbelly? Don't forget, there has been a bureaucratic class in China since the Han Dynasty, and by the time of the Song Dynasty, China's bureaucratic power had tended to be Mahayana ......."

"By the Ming and Qing dynasties, the bureaucracy could already compete with the emperor...... Over the past few thousand years, our Chinese ancestors have left countless cases of political struggle for us to learn from...... Now you don't think I can analyze that little bit of your subtle thoughts? hahaha......"

Molière's face turned unusually pale as he laughed.