Chapter Eighty-Six: The First Slap

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Mérimée did receive word in advance that an anonymous telegram informed him that Garián would return to Paris before his sentence was over.

He easily fed the news back to the Paris police department, which had finally found an opportunity to take revenge, having been refuted by opposing lawyers in the Revolutionary case.

If the evidence is conclusive, then he will spend a year in prison in the dark.

The arresting officer's eyes locked on the train slowly approaching the platform, and the captain glanced at the other officers, signaling everyone to block the exit of each carriage and arrest Garion as soon as he saw him come out.

This action had nothing to do with the revolutionary party, and was purely a communiqué for personal vendetta.

The steel steam engine drove the gears forward and slowly drove into the platform.

A whine focused everyone's eyes on the black carriage that was slowly driving in. Crowds of people are waiting to greet their friends and family.

There are only two groups of people with different minds, waiting for the arrival of the same person.

The young man sitting in the seat of the carriage did not know that the outside world was in danger, so he put down the water storage pen, shook his sore arm, and moved his muscles and bones.

This time, he pushed the plot of "The Sixth Prison" to a climax as quickly as possible, and the doctor named Churchill finally realized that he was living in an imperialist prison and could not move. However, at this time, he has been treated as a psychopath, imprisoned in a mental hospital, although he was angry and wanted to kill everyone, but his two legs did not obey the call, he couldn't breathe, grabbed the shirt on his chest and tore it directly, and finally fell on the bed in pain and lost consciousness.

It comes to an abrupt end when Garion reaches the climax, and he's still thinking about how to end it in the most tragic way possible. Previously, Chekhov had made the death of a doctor with a cerebral hemorrhage the end of his life, indicting the Russian tsarist autocracy for its crimes.

However, Garion wanted to indict the evils of the world of capital in an even more tragic way with his Doctor Churchill.

"By the way, according to the outline that was conceived before, Dr. Churchill was finally forced to undergo a prefrontal lobotomy and became a dementia patient who could not speak—he finally became a psychopath, as they wished, and no longer questioned, no longer rebelled against society, more tragic than death. Well, it is necessary to describe the prefrontal lobectomy with confidence in order to make the reader have the fear of going deep into the bone marrow. ”

Garion muttered to himself as he looked at the manuscript, only to find Princess Mathilde looking at him in surprise.

He asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"Nothing."

The princess noticed her gaffe and hurriedly found a topic to cover up the past.

"Listening to what you said to yourself just now, it seems that the novel you are writing now is a tragic ending?"

Garion, who was noticed by the princess, said calmly, "Actually, it's a tragedy that is not a tragedy. ”

Garion silently put the manuscript into the suitcase, and he whispered, "Because these brutal pleasures imposed on the protagonist will eventually end in brutality." ”

Listening to this unclear statement, Princess Mathilde pondered for a moment before asking, "This sentence is from Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet?" Who is the cruel pleasure alluding to? ”

Garion just smiled and shook his head, made a silent gesture, and said mysteriously, "Nothing, after ten years, Her Royal Highness will naturally understand the meaning of this sentence." ”

Princess Mathilde, apparently unhappy with Garian's pretense of mystery, teased, "Garian, it seems to me that you are less like a writer and more like a wizard who chatters. ”

He paused and said mysteriously, "Wizard? Wizards don't have my prophetic powers. ”

By this time, the train had come to a complete standstill, and people were getting up one after another to get ready to walk out.

Garion picked up his luggage and beckoned Zola and Nana to follow the crowd in the direction of the door.

This was the second time he had set foot in Paris, and in stark contrast to the previous abarrassment of exile, he re-embraced the city as a victor.

When he reached the door, he could already see Baudelaire waving to him not far away, still shouting something, but the distance was too far away for him to hear clearly.

However, as soon as he took a step and stood on the platform, suddenly a policeman appeared next to him and stood in front of him.

The sudden change made Zola and Nana behind them stunned in place.

One of the older policemen grabbed him by the arm and snapped, "Garion, you're arrested!" ”

The sheriff announced loudly as he looked at the young man in front of him, and a nameless fire sparked in his heart. Gritting his teeth, he said, "The last time the Illicit Revolutionary Party didn't bring you to justice, this time you won't be able to escape." It is very bold to dare to flee back to Paris within the period of exile. ”

Garian asked suspiciously, "Arrest?" By you? ”

"By the laws of the Empire!"

He sneered and said, "Strange, the Second French Empire is actually a country governed by law? Wait, do you have a law to follow? Is there a law to follow? Is it mandatory to break the law? Or do you dare not provoke the noble magnates? ”

A group of people gradually gathered around the platform, pointing and looking at the emergencies here. The police also gathered to evacuate the crowd and maintain order.

"Hurry up, Galion!"

"None of this has anything to do with you!"

Baudelaire, who was stopped by the police, shouted loudly, "If you are arrested again this time, you will be imprisoned for a year!" Don't be stupid, no one can save you this time! ”

However, Garion, who was grabbed by the arm by the police, was unmoved, he just smiled at the other party, and the corners of his mouth outlined an attitude of contempt and disdain.

"If I'm not mistaken, it was Lord Mérimée who asked you to arrest me, right? Tut-tut, I didn't expect this senate member to be so well-connected that he had already infiltrated the police station. ”

was exposed to the lie, and the police did not have the slightest fear, but said in a hearty voice, "So, so what? Do you think that by writing a few novels and agitating some mobs, you can pose a substantial threat to Monsieur Mérimée? ”

Garion stretched out his finger and pointed behind him, and said unhurriedly, "Of course I can't, but the one behind me can't be." ”

The policeman looked in his direction, and in the shadows beyond his sight, an indifferent female voice sounded, her tone tinged with displeasure and anger.

The aggressive edge is pointed at the sheriff in front of him who is trying to arrest Garion.

"Oh? I wonder if you are Bonaparte's servants, or Mérimée's lackeys? ”