Today's five watches, the first watch

Garian was detained and followed by the two policemen back to the London Police, and sure enough, all the way were safe and uneventful. The revolutionaries still have a bit of brains and don't dare to make a big deal out of it in London, otherwise Proudhon will lose the last revolutionary stronghold in Europe, that is, in the constitutional monarchy of Britain, a slightly more tolerant society, they can jump for a moment, and in the hands of Prince William the Shrapnel Butcher or Alexander II the Liberator, Proudhon may not even be able to piece back the corpse now.

Seized into the police station, Gallian saw the busy scene of the Scottish police station, the police were so busy that the demonstrations that broke out in London alone were enough for them to drink a pot, and they complained that the damned Workers' International had threatened the safety of London, but 10 Downing Street remained indifferent.

Garian surveyed the amusing scene, but was quickly interrupted by a rough gesture.

"Look at what, hurry up."

"Take him to the interrogation room and let the sheriff interrogate him personally. This man is very important, and he probably has a lot of information about the revolutionary party in his mouth. ”

The police dragged Garian to the dark and cramped interrogation room. Only a small window reveals the light of the outside world, illuminating a corner of the gloomy interior. They chained Garion to his chair and said in a cold voice, "I assure you, Mr. Garion, that you will obediently tell you everything you know later, and no revolutionary party has survived a day of torture by us." ”

"Who gave you the authority to torture you to extract confessions?"

Garion stared at the policeman with a hideous face and asked in a cold voice, "Aren't you afraid that this will become a diplomatic scandal?" ”

The policeman was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, he felt that there was something wrong with this guy's brain, and it was a fool's dream that an ordinary person could be involved in a diplomatic scandal.

"Hahaha, a diplomatic scandal? It's just hilarious. Who do you think you are? France's foreign minister? Home Secretary? Napoleon III's ill courtiers? There is also a limit to joking. I'll tell you today, even if Napoleon III is here and the prime minister is here, he won't be able to save you. ”

"Don't you just want to pry the information of the revolutionary party out of my mouth and make meritorious contributions, even if you don't get the information, at least you can get it from me"

Garion pouted, too lazy to talk to the other party. It was rare to enjoy a moment of peace, and there was no need to worry about it on the street, he stretched his waist and said with a smile, "Then please remember what you said today, and don't regret it when the time comes." ”

Garion said word for word, "Because justice may be late, but it will never be absent." ”

"The mouth is so hard, you can still laugh later, it's a skill."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door to the interrogation room was slammed shut, and then the sound of footsteps grew farther and farther away, leaving Garion alone in the darkness, isolating him from the world.

Garion took a deep breath, the dampness and coldness of the darkness rushing through his nose, and tightened his trench coat in the unheated interrogation room.

I hope that His Excellency Turgenev can bring good news to himself as soon as possible, otherwise he will freeze to death in this ice cellar-like interrogation room before the trial begins.

It was as if he had gone back to three years ago when he first arrived in London, waiting for the light in a dark and lightless prison.

At the same time, Turgenev also went to the French embassy in London to ask for help, as Garian had ordered.

At this time, Reivas was holding a telegram from the Tuileries Palace, and Napoleon III himself gave the usual strange order, and even the ambassador of Reivas wondered if there was something wrong.

The content of the order was that the French Foreign Office should use all the diplomatic means at its disposal if necessary to ensure the safety of His Majesty's dead envoy Galion in London.

"Galyan, ......"

Lyvas remembered the young man he had seen at a dinner in Paris, who, although he was the Emperor's personal adviser to diplomatic strategy, did not often haunt the Tuileries, and was known in Paris for another title.

French writer.

The telegram simply mentioned the beginning and end of the incident, so that Reivus had a preliminary judgment, and His Majesty the Emperor was worried that the chess pieces he had deployed in the Workers' International Conference might be in danger, so he specially resorted to this method to keep the most valuable chess pieces under the pressure of the imperial authorities.

Reias is not stupid, the intelligence officers have already found out about the activities of the workers' international conference in London, and it is said that there are mysterious people from Paris involved, and not long after, Proudhon and other revolutionary forces were completely arrested, and now he wants to keep the literati of London, Galion, how can it look like Napoleon III deployed a big game of chess behind his back;

Reivus was not qualified to take care of other matters, and since His Majesty Napoleon had already spoken, he would do so.

"Garion, who is this person sacred, I didn't expect His Majesty to value him so much."

No sooner had Ambassador Reivas placed the telegram on the table than there was a knock on the door. He said impatiently, please come in.

The secretary hurriedly walked in the door and said with a hesitant expression, "Your Excellency, there is a Russian who said that he wants to see you. ”

"Do you have an appointment?"

Reivus asked nonchalantly as he flipped through the newspaper.

"Nope."

"Send away without an appointment, do you still want me to teach you this kind of thing?"

"Okay, but he just said that a man named Garion asked him to come to you, and said that the situation is extremely urgent, and Garion has been arrested by the London Police Department, and the other party's life may be in danger at any time."

Garion?

Raywashton's expression changed suddenly, he looked at the name on the telegram again, and after making sure that he had heard correctly, he hurriedly asked the secretary, "Wait, what did you just say?" ”

Ray Walston turned to look at the secretary behind him, and asked, "He said it was Garion who asked him to come to me?" ”

"Yes."

The secretary, who was about to walk out of the office, suddenly stopped, looked at the ambassador in front of him, and said calmly, "The other party also said that Garian was framed as a revolutionary and is now being taken into custody by the London Police Department. ”

"How can it be?"

Ray Waston got up from the couch, the secretary had never seen such an angry look on his face.

Napoleon III just told him not to have an accident on the front foot, and he was taken into custody by the British on the back foot?

If this matter is not handled well, I am afraid it will turn into a diplomatic storm!

He immediately got up and walked to the coat rack, took off his trench coat, and said solemnly, "Arrange it, I am going to go to the Foreign Secretary now, I want to see if these British Yankees are so lawless that even His Majesty Napoleon's important ministers dare to arrest and imprison them!" ”