The first update

Since his return from exile on the island of Cayenne in Guyana, Dele Cruz's body has been very weak. The doctor told him to settle down at home, and he began to stay at home, writing his memoirs, From Paris to Cayenne.

As usual, Delekluz finished the chapter of his memoirs about the Society of Friends of the People, took off his glasses, rubbed his sour eyes, and stretched.

When people get old, they will start to reminisce about the first half of their lives, reminisce about the failed riots and conspiracies to overthrow the empire, and recall the turbulent past.

Now it's all gone. Feeling more and more powerless, he dragged a wrecked body back to Paris to recuperate.

Old.

It's really unforgiving.

However, the revolution has not yet succeeded, and comrades still need to work hard.

There's a long way to go.

Then his memories were interrupted by a knock outside the door, and Delekruz stood up suspiciously, and the vigilant habit he had developed over the years made him take out a pistol from the drawer, push away the chair, and walk vigilantly to the door, asking softly through the wooden door, "Who?" ”

"Lord Delecluz, I'm Galion."

Hearing the name, Delekluz did not relax, but turned on the safety of the revolver. Will hold his left foot against the door, opening a gap. Glancing at the young man standing in the doorway.

Garion raised his hands to show that he had no ill intentions.

Delecluse opened the door with a cold expression, motioning for Garion to enter. He put away his pistol and said in a deep voice, "It's good that you said hello in advance, otherwise I would have really shot." ”

Looking at the gun in Dele Cluse's hand, Garion also gasped, and lifted his coat to show that he was bare-handed and unarmed.

"Don't shoot, it's your own people."

Dele Cruse returns to the room, puts the gun back in the drawer, and lets Garion follow him to the living room. He beckoned them to sit down, then brought two cups of coffee and placed them in front of him.

"Say, if there's something to talk about, just say it. I don't think Lord Garion came to talk to me about literature, because an old guy like me doesn't know literature. ”

Dele Cruz put on a rejecting attitude, as if the other party had a topic that was not in the right taste, and immediately opened the door and asked Garian to go out.

Knowing that the man in front of him played the role of nominal second-in-command and de facto first-in-command in the Paris Commune uprising, and that he had not parted ways with Blanqui now, he must also be inextricably linked to the revolutionary party.

So Garion said sincerely, "I want to contact Blanqui. ”

"Contact Blanqui?"

At the mention of this name, Delekruz's face suddenly changed. His gaze began to explore up and down the other person, trying to see through his intentions and purposes.

"I'm sorry, I don't have any contact with Blanqui anymore."

Delecluse waved his hand and said impatiently, "If you want to get a bounty from him, I'm sorry, you're looking for the wrong person." ”

"Nope."

Garion said firmly, "I now want him to return the favor he owed me." You must know his whereabouts, take a telegram to report to him and me. ”

"I don't know is I don't know."

Delekluz was already impatient, he stood up and wanted to send the other party out, "Finish your coffee and leave, this place does not belong to you, guests of the royal family of Bonaparte." ”

Garion shook his head, smiled helplessly, and said, "After all, Lord Dele Cluse still doesn't believe in my identity. ”

"Why should I trust you?"

Dele Cruz crossed his legs, put his hands on his knees, and asked in a cold voice, "Attending the funeral of Prince Jérôme, and provoking a Catholic dispute for the saddle of the Bonaparte royal family, uninformed people still think that you have been edicted." Lord Garrian. It seems to me that you are more loyal than the eagle dogs of the court. ”

"Working with the Bonapartist family is indeed good for my plans, but if you are a traitor to the revolution in doing so, it is no wonder that you cannot flourish." Is it still too difficult for you adventurous opportunists to unite all the forces that can be united? ”

Dele Cluse snorted, not caring what Garion said. However, everything the other party said next made Delecluse's expression solemn.

"Your Excellency Delekruz, if I am not mistaken, are you now ready to create a press ready to continue public opinion against the government of Paris? If I feed this back to the Paris police. I wonder how many years His Excellency Delekruz will be in prison this time? ”

The other party's face suddenly changed, and those eyes that saw everything seemed to see through all the little secrets in his heart.

"No, there is no ......"

"Is that newspaper going to be called "Awakening"?"

When he even said his name, Delekruz turned pale.

"How do you know?"

"I'll just ask if you can help me with this!"

Garion raised his voice and squinted at the person in front of him, he was already very impatient, and asked bluntly, "If you don't help, you can go to the police station in the afternoon to report." I believe the judge was not so merciful in banishing you to Cayenne Island this time. ”

"You opportunist."

"Whatever you want."

Garion said indifferently, "Now that the initiative is in my hands, you should weigh your situation." ”

Delekruz sighed and said slowly, "But I want to know why, why are you contacting the Revolutionary Party now." ”

"The reason is simple."

Garion put a list in front of him and said, "Do you know about the burning of the Old Summer Palace by the British and French forces four or five days ago?" This is a list of some of the participants in my hand, and for each name on the list, I am willing to pay three thousand francs to make them disappear forever. The only people in Paris who can do this are Blanqui and his fellow revolutionaries. ”

Delecruz picked up the list and asked hesitantly, "They just looted and burned a building, why should you hate them and let them die?" ”

"You don't need to know why."

Garion looked grim and replied word by word, "The bloody crimes committed by imperialism must be repaid with blood." ”

"Well, I promise you, I'll get in touch with Blanqui."

Dele Cruse, under the coercion of Garion, had to accede to his request. And the other party also promised that as long as he could connect with the revolutionary party, he would also keep the secret for Delekruz.

Then Garion got up to say goodbye, and before leaving, he thought for a moment and conveyed the last words he wanted to say to the person in front of him.

"Your Excellency Dele Cruz, one last word of advice. This quote is an excerpt from a report analysis that you have never read. Who are your enemies? Who are your friends? This question is the first question of the revolution. The basic reason for the insuccess of all revolutionary struggles in the past was the inability to unite true friends against real enemies. The revolutionary party is the guide of the masses, and in the revolution there is no revolutionary party that leads the wrong way and the revolution does not fail. ”

Garion had already told Delle Cruse the best of the Anthology of ××, commonly known as the Operational Guide to Rebellion, that if the revolutionaries were to lose the Commune uprising ten years later, they would have to regret that the mud could not be put up on the wall.

"What does that mean?"

Under the bewildered gaze of Lord Dele Cruz, Garion finally added.

"I hope this sentence can bring you the necessary inspiration in the future ten years from now, goodbye."

After his departure, that evening, Dele Cruz sent a secret telegram to Blanqui, who had taken refuge in Brussels, asking about it.

At this time, Blanqui had just visited Hugo, the great writer who financed him, and had an insightful conversation, and was ready to leave for England.

As a Republican and humanitarian, Hugo was deeply sympathetic to the plight of the Revolutionary Party, but reserved his opinion about their ideas and methods, believing that there was no such thing as relying on a group of people to conspire to overthrow the government to achieve the goal of building socialism.

This conversation even made Blanqui feel like he was back in the conversation he had with Garion, but Blanqui chose to remain silent in the face of the respected old man.

He was also very surprised when he received the telegram from Delecluse, because he had no idea that Galian would find him at this time, and he made strange requests.

But I owe the other party a life-saving grace and must return it.

So Blanqui, after much consideration, signaled to Delekruz and agreed to the other party's request.

The telegram that was later replied also stated that Blanqui would receive a letter from Paris in two days, with detailed information.

Sure enough, two days later, Blanqui received a letter from Garrian. It was mixed with a list and another letter of several thousand words.

For some unspoken reason, Garion wanted the group to die as bloody revenge and punishment.

On another blank paper, densely filled with names, the first in line was the son of Mentopia, the commander-in-chief of the French army of the Anglo-French army, Hearst Mentopia.

Captain Herris, 2nd Infantry Battalion.

……

What was received was a series of death lists, with the names of eight people in total. Garian also gave Blanqui details of the families of the generals and officers, and declared that they would return to Paris before Christmas to be reunited with their families, and that the assassinated Revolutionary Party had two months to prepare for the assassination.

The letter ends with only a short sentence.

The letter paper pierced by the pen seems to feel the catharsis of anger at the tip of the pen.

"They must die."