Mr. Pierre-Koonze, who had been promoted to special commissioner of the Political Police in the envy and jealousy of his colleagues, was now sitting in his small study to read and ponder the material.

He rented a three-storey apartment on St. Roque Street, with the exception of a modest living room, the first of which was his bedroom and the second of which was his study. The boundary wall behind the study is thick and completely isolated from the outside world. The window faces the street, opposite a wall on the opposite corner, and there is no window on that wall, so there is absolutely no fear of prying eyes. The fifth floor is occupied by the owner, and the fourth floor has been rented to a businessman for twenty years. Each guest has a key to the door. The mailbox downstairs is layered, and each household receives the letters and packages sent to them, and never cares about other people's things. Private, quiet, reassuring and safe.

This is the kingdom of Pierre Comze, where every piece of paper and every brick he bought with every drop of sweat and every piece of effort. He was an orphan with no inheritance and no help but himself.

Hard work in exchange for today's all this, although not rich and luxurious, but still full of hope for the future. Yes, there is hope in France today. Today it is a small door, tomorrow it may be a high-rise building! Even if it's a civilian, even if it's a policeman, isn't France now giving it a chance to make a fortune? Wasn't there a Duke de Aurtrante before?

[The Duke of D'Otrante refers to Fouché, who single-handedly established the police system of the French Empire, one of the most famous and capable conspirators in French history, who signed the death sentence of Louis XVI and contributed greatly to the restoration of the Bourbon dynasty]

It was precisely because he could see hope that Kong Ze left all other thoughts behind and concentrated on his work. Troubleshooting for ministers, prime ministers and King Bixia.

What is it that allows a person from an orphan background to be promoted to the post of special commissioner (deputy director level) of the Political Police Department at the age of 30?

In addition to wisdom, diligence and bravery, the most important thing is the opportunity and the vision to seize it.

What are the opportunities? The opportunity is that the boss wants to do it but can't do it, and other people are at a loss for a project, and it will not make the minister look at you differently, Kong Ze understood this truth very early.

Kong Ze found out early on that His Excellency the Minister of the Interior was bothered by Weishenme, so he began to prepare accordingly very early. In this operation to track down the annihilation of the royal party, he was very meritorious in the operation because of these preparations, and then he was brought to the attention of the minister, and Zuihou was introduced to the prime minister by the minister. He was personally appointed and appreciated by the Prime Minister.

[At that time, the hierarchy and corresponding legal treatment of the French executive branch were:

Minister Le-Ministre (fixed annual salary of more than 100,000 francs, free housing provided by the government and carriages at public expense are not included. ）

Director (Director) Le-Directeur (annual salary of around 25,000 francs)

Director chef-de-service (annual salary of about 12,000 francs)

Deputy Director Sous-Directeur (annual salary of about 10,000 francs)

Chief of Section, chef-de-bureau (salary 6-8,000 francs per year)

The above is only an average estimate, the actual income of each ministry is slightly different, and because the key departments can seek gray income through a variety of means, so the actual income of officials in various ministries and commissions is very large, for example, the actual income of inspectors in the Ministry of Finance is higher than that of senior bureaucrats in many other departments, so readers must not ignore it. 】

This kind of promotion and appreciation undoubtedly needs to be rewarded by achievements. When the prime minister was summoned, Zuihou also made it very clear that if he has not made valuable achievements, then all the rewards he has received before will be in vain, and the only chance he has to get out in his life will disappear. This result is unacceptable.

In this era, the way the police department does things is a bit like a contract system: every time there is a big case, three or four or more capable detectives will be found to do the contracting. When the minister learns of any conspiracy, or what he himself is planning, he will say to his right-hand men: "I am going to ......, what do you need to accomplish it?" "Once the trumpet is sounded, it is up to the contractor to determine what methods to use, who to use, and what money to spend. How many big cases in France have been solved by these contractor police!

Kong Ze gave an answer, so he had to give a result that was acceptable to the above.

In order to get results, he carefully read his eyeliner and the materials seconded from other colleagues, and read every page in detail, regardless of the tiredness of his eyes. Although much of the information conveyed in the report was disorganized or even completely ineffective, there was still a lot of useful information that was enough for him to find some clues.

He firmly believes that his years of professional experience and intuition have led him to believe that behind the outward riots lurks an even more vicious and horrific conspiracy and the organization that carries it out. Although this organization did not show any tricks on the surface, it was the only way to make it more terrifying and deadly, and when they actually acted, the consequences were unimaginable.

Of course, the reason why this conspiracy has not been exposed until now is only because Mr. Pierre-Koonzer has not received the trust and authorization from above.

And now, everything is ready, all that is left is Zuihou's efforts.

A large pile of documents does not make Kong Ze tired, but makes him doubly motivated, and when reading these documents, this person who has no relatives and few friends can feel that he is touching this shijie, and at the same time he is in need of shijie.

Soon, a secret report from an informant caught his attention, and he read it carefully, closing his eyes and thinking. Suddenly, he stood up and changed into the clothes he had gone out. Then he walked out the door.

With the help of a rental carriage, he quickly found the informant, and then, led by the informant, they entered an uninhabited alley. It didn't take long for the intelligence provider to arrive.

The visitor was a slightly chubby girl, short in stature, with thick and red arms, a very ordinary face, wearing a pink cloth hat on her head, and in her twenties, looking unremarkable. I don't know how many such sturdy girls come to Paris from other provinces to work every day. She cautiously peeked around, and then crept over, and with her slightly chubby body, she looked a little laughing.

"That's your head, isn't it?" The girl looked at the informant and asked, her voice was loud with a bit of a Norman accent.

"Yes, that's my head, you can tell her in detail." The informant whispered.

"Give me my fair share first!" Like all uneducated and unintelligent girls, she felt extremely uncomfortable with a man face to face, her broad knuckles nervously rubbing the corners of her clothes and then hiding her nervousness with a slightly rough attitude.

"Tell me more about what you heard." Kong Ze's voice was low, but his tone was unquestionable.

"Sir, I am a domestic helper, and a few days ago they sent me to a family country house to work as a domestic helper......"

At this time in Paris, the aristocracy and bourgeois bourgeois would often go out of the city to spend the summer in the villas, and for all kinds of parties, they needed servants and cooks, and if they hired a cook, they naturally had to hire a girl to do it. Very few families hired servants in a country house for a long time, so there were special companies that offered servants for rent to meet the needs of these families, and this girl belonged to one of them.

"There seems to be only one gentleman in that family, middle-aged, fat, and not much to talk to, but he looks quite kind, and he is kind to me. He came with a servant, and that servant looked fierce! He also invited a few guests, and it was late in the evening, and the carriages came while it was dark. And those guests all looked nervous, and they didn't talk to each other much, so they didn't look like good people......"

"And then?"

"And then there's dinner...... We're going to cook for them. When the chef was about to finish a dish or finish the juice, he would always find an excuse to break me up and send me out of the kitchen......" She seemed to have a hint of hatred in her tone.

In this era, there was a popular custom among the maids in the kitchens of large families - they wanted to learn some tricks from cooks, and when they learned how to make sauces and cook, they would find an opportunity to go out to work as cooks in other rich people's homes. Some maids can seduce cooks to fulfill this dream because of their slight beauty; Others are far less fortunate and can only attack in a roundabout way by constantly stealing from school.

"And then?" Kong Ze did not take this complaint of the maid to heart in the slightest.

"After being kicked out of the kitchen, I went to the pantry to get vegetables when I heard the words coming from the attic above...... But I don't hear it exactly, in short, what kind of emperor did you hear...... Railways, and financing or something...... Anyway, although I can't hear clearly, I always feel that something is wrong. ”

"Good." Whether it was really overheard, or the kind of eavesdropping desire for the master's house peculiar to a maid, Kong Ze didn't care at all, he only cared about the effect. "Who is the owner of that villa? Where is it? ”

"I don't know my master, and neither does his servant. Maybe there will be a record from the company, but there are also many people who simply provide fake names, or let the servants do it, anyway, as long as they pay the money, the company will not check it. As for the place......" the other party dragged out.

Expressionlessly, Kong Ze took out several gold Napoleon coins from his bosom, and then gently threw one of them into the girl's hand.

The girl, who had been given twenty francs, was overjoyed, and then looked at Conze. "I can show you the place!"

"What you reported earlier is worth the one," Kong Ze still had that blank expression, and then gently shook the remaining gold coin in his hand. "If you want another one...... Just need to tell me something more. ”

"What do you need me to do!" The girl hurriedly asked. "I'm not going to be sent there forever! And the family doesn't live there very often, so there aren't many opportunities to help cook! ”

"I'll help you. I'm going to go to your company and check the family's origins under some other name, and talk to you by the way. Kong Ze replied. If the family asks for it again next time, I'll send you again. ”

Then, he stared at the girl, "You need to find out where the master is from and where he lives." You should also pay more attention to who the guests are and what they look like, and if you have the opportunity, listen to what they are talking about, and report them to me when the time comes! ”

He took out a few more bills from his bosom.

Under the double temptation of paper money and gold coins, the maid's breath was a little short.

“haode！”

"Good." Kong Ze said again, and then put the coins back into his pocket. "Think about it and see what else you can tell me?"

Driven by money, the maid girl frowned, and used her brain to recall, as if she had suddenly discovered something.

"I remember, vaguely, I heard someone call another person, Mr. Friedland!"

"Ding", another silver coin worth 5 francs, with a crisp sound, fell at the feet of the maid girl in a wonderful arc.