"What's the matter in the seventh game?" Yang Meng asked puzzled.

Zhang Cuijian said: "The full name should be 'General Administration of External Security', abbreviated as DGSE, you can think of it as the CIA or KGB in Gaul." It is a secret police officer in charge of secret intelligence work. ”

"Are you embarrassed to say that you are a secret police officer just like this black suit?" Yang Meng complained: "Fools can see that their identities are not ordinary, right?"

Zhang Cuijian explained to Yang Meng the Gallic police system, which has about three types of police, the first is the national police under the Ministry of Internal Affairs, the other is the military police patrolling with guns, they are under the management of the Ministry of National Defense, and the municipal police is responsible for the management of the city. Like firefighters, secret police, plainclothes police, and border police, although they are all considered police, they are not included in the police establishment!

The reason why Paris is poor in law and order is also related to the chaotic police system here, for example, the police can arrest people but cannot detain people, and the detention must be approved by the prosecutor; and there are many supervisory bodies, not only to accept the supervision of the prosecutor, but also to accept the supervision of the human rights courts, the Congress, the press, and the public, and the police dare not enforce the law.

A simple example: a few years ago two police officers chased three thieves who fled to an electrical substation, two of whom were electrocuted.

Then the revolution-loving people of Gaul stood up again, and a huge protest demonstration was born that spread to more than 130 cities.

The policeman who caught the thief was put on the pillar of shame, lost his job, and his family was affected.

Who would dare to enforce the law in such an environment? What really went wrong was that the gendarmerie, the national police, and the municipal police passed the buck to each other.

The ancestors of the revolution really didn't blow it out!

But they can not be afraid of the police, but they cannot be afraid of the seventh game.

Although the name of the Seventh Bureau is the 'General Directorate of External Security', it is not only external, but also does the work of the secret police. If you provoke them and let them buckle the hat of 'undermining national security', then this life is over!

But we must not underestimate the patriotism of the Gauls! They all have the word 'proud' printed on their bones! If the word 'traitor' is detained, it is absolutely unacceptable to them------- and they cannot wash this matter! This is also the reason why the gendarmes stood aside when they showed their papers.

"Have you rested?" Yang Meng asked Zhang Cuijian on the side.

Zhang Cuijian nodded: "Rest, what's wrong?"

Yang Meng pointed to the Sacred Heart Cathedral and said, "What are we doing today? We are here to visit the Sacred Heart Cathedral! Di Wei, buy tickets!"

"Okay!" Di Wei ran over to buy a ticket.

Yang Meng took off his coat and handed it to Zhang Cuijian: "Your clothes are definitely small, but they are better than your torn clothes." After a while, I'll buy a dress you can wear. ”

Zhang Cuijian took the clothes and didn't put them on in a hurry, but looked at Yang Meng's sports jacket over and over again, where did the money come from just now?

Xiaowen said, "Brother Yang, what should I do with this?"

He's talking about the white guy.

Yang Meng is also a little helpless, is this guy stupid to watch Bruce Lee's movies?

Throwing him here? That seems a bit irresponsible, can the police let him go, can the gypsies let him go?

But this guy has helped himself anyway, when so many people surrounded him just now, he was the only one who jumped out of so many people here, so he wanted to help him here, didn't he?

Thinking of this, Yang Meng shouted: "Di Wei, buy one more ticket!"

Di Wei glanced at the white guy: "I understand!"

Yang Meng took out the translator and said to the white guy: "Hurry up, don't kneel here and embarrass people!"

"Master, are you going to take me as an apprentice?" the white guy looked excited.

"I don't even know what your name is, accept a fart apprentice!" Yang Meng directly burst into foul language.

The white guy slapped his forehead: "Master, how can I forget about this? My name is Anton." As for the last name。。。。。。 Just call me Anton! Master, you know my name now, you can take me as an apprentice, right?"

Yang Meng pointed to his nose: "Do you know what my name is?"

Anton froze in place and blinked: "Master, what's your name?"

Yang Meng waved his hand: "Wait until you know my name to talk about apprenticeship!"

"Oh, good master!" Anton stood beside him.

At this time, Di Wei bought a ticket and walked back, looking at Anton standing beside Yang Meng: "Master, do you have a little more tail?"

Yang Meng sighed and said, "Di Wei, you know how annoying you are now, right?"

Di Wei blinked: "Master, what's the matter with me?"

As a result, at this time, Anton poked the translator in Yang Meng's hand, meaning that he wanted to speak, Yang Meng simply threw the translator to him, anyway, he needed it alone.

As a result, Anton turned his head directly to Di Wei and said, "You are also called Master, I should call you Senior Brother, right? Senior Brother, what is your name? What is Master's name?"

Di Wei was dumbfounded: "Master, he didn't even know your name and you accepted him?"

"Shut it up! Don't tell him my name! By the way, you didn't steal the phone, did you? Turn it off! Don't let Old Man He call and bother us!" After saying that, he stretched out three fingers to Kudron, meaning not to forget his three needs, and then the group walked into the Sacred Heart Cathedral without looking back.

So many people in the Sacred Heart Cathedral watched Yang Meng and his party enter the cathedral with great momentum. And all of them don't know what to say.

The most critical reason is that the words on the back of Yang Meng's T-shirt are really bright and blinding------ people all over the world unite to defeat the imperial invaders and all their lackeys.

This is definitely here to smash the field!

Kudron really wanted to ask Yang Meng: "Are you sure you're here for a meeting?

Di Wei suddenly stopped: "By the way, Kudlong, I forgot to tell you, the buddy who rushed into my master pointed his finger to find my brother Pan to treat, and if someone else treats him, he can't be cured." Believe it or not!"

Kudron doesn't believe in Di Wei's words, and you have to be with you to be cured?

Watching Yang Meng and the others walk into the Sacred Heart Cathedral, Kudlong glared at the strong man whose fingers were broken by Yang Meng and said: "Who told you to do it? Didn't you hear what Professor He said before you came? You must be respectful to this man! This person is a guy who eats soft and doesn't eat hard! Professor He also said that if you do something to him, it will be humiliating for yourself! You heard it all at the scene! Why are you still so impulsive? Now it's okay, you are happy to let someone break off three fingers? You are happy to anger him? What should you do now? How can you get back to your life?" The strong man covered his injured hand, and the cold sweat on his head kept flowing down: "I just want to know if he is really as good as he said! ”

"What now, what now, your responsibility, you take care of it!" said Kudron.

The strong man's eyes widened: "Doctor Delong, if I remember correctly, I'm not your subordinate!

Kudron nodded, "You're right!" He took out his phone: "You can explain this to your boss!"

The strong man looked at the mobile phone in Kudron's hand and hurriedly said, "Doctor Delong!

If his boss knows that things are messed up because of himself? It's a trivial matter to be on the cold bench for the rest of his life!

"And how are you going to ask me to solve this problem? It's waiting over there!" said Kudron angrily.

The strong man took a deep breath: "Give me three hours, and I'll solve the matter!"

"Three hours?" Kudron sneered, "Do you think you can wait over there? Besides, you can't accomplish enough things like this! You can solve everything in three hours?"

The strong man gritted his teeth and said, "Yes! I swear by my honor!"

Kudron thought for a moment: "This matter must not be hidden, you will definitely accept punishment for this matter, but whether it is a heavy punishment or a light punishment depends on your own compensation." But I think you should look at your hands first now. ”

The strong man took a deep breath: "I don't want my life's future to be ruined!"

Kudron nodded and said, "Okay, I'll follow them, you quickly find a way to get back all the things they lost!"

After receiving a positive reply from the strong man, Kudron hurried to the Sacred Heart Cathedral, he was afraid that Yang Meng and they would slip away. But he didn't dare to provoke Yang Meng anymore, so he could only follow far behind like a thief.

Yang Meng knew that he was following him, but he didn't care. The group took various photos in the bell tower of the Sacré-Coeur Basilica: with the whole of Paris as the background, they could also take pictures of the Eiffel Tower, which is really the best shooting location in Paris.

"Master!" Di Wei said to Yang Meng, who was taking pictures there: "This Anton is so fun!"

"Fun, how fun?" Yang Meng asked.

Di Wei patted Anton and said, "This guy is stupid and cute." He is a fan of kung fu, since he was a child, he practiced the mysterious oriental kung fu ------ shake the bamboo! Later, by chance, an old man of the Han Kingdom who passed by said that he was a genius in martial arts, and that he was a martial arts genius who was the only one in ten thousand, and that it depended on him to maintain world peace. ”

Yang Meng blinked: "Why does this bridge sound familiar?"

Di Wei smiled and said: "Listen to me, it's not over yet!" And he has been practicing according to the martial arts secret book, but he found that the effect is very poor, he suspects that he is practicing wrong, so he decided to go to the Han Kingdom. But I don't have any money, don't I?

Yang Meng blinked: "Is this guy stupid? Which trick does he practice? Isn't that just an ordinary long fist? No, it's not even a long fist, it's just the shape of a long fist! Besides, he can't tell the difference between a fist and a palm? If he is at least using a palm, right? When he holds his fist to hammer people, can't he think of this?"

Di Wei laughed and said, "Yes, yes, I think so too, so I said he was stupid and cute!"