The first update

In London's winter, grey clouds fill the sky, accompanied by a cold drizzle that fills the River Thames. Like a dark cloud hanging over Great Britain, the Prime Minister's heart was equally depressed and gloomy. He stood in front of the window, looking at the raindrops hitting the glass, lost in thought.

On the sixth day after Garion's disappearance, public opinion did not subside with his death, but tended to intensify. In addition to the Workers' Revolutionary Party's support, Napoleon III's visit to London put a lot of pressure on Prime Minister Temple, and even dreamed in his sleep that Gallian, covered in blood, pounced on him, screaming for Prime Minister Temple's life.

Several times he woke up in nightmares, touching his head with palpitations.

"Damn it."

Temple rubbed his reddened eyes, he hadn't slept a single night's sleep in days, and the news of Napoleon III's visit to London was like a stone in his chest. What makes him most hateful is that after Garion disappeared for so many days, there is still no news from Scotland Yard, and these zombie bastards can't catch the Revolutionary Party, and it's like waste to find someone.

The door to the Prime Minister's office suddenly opened, and Earl Russell walked in, looking at Prime Minister Temple standing by the window, and whispered, "We are ready to receive Napoleon III, Prime Minister Temple." ”

"Isn't there any news from Garion?"

"Nope."

Count Russell shook his head very regretfully, "We have searched everywhere, but we have not found his whereabouts, Lord Temple, and we will meet Napoleon III later...... How should I explain to him? ”

Napoleon I was furious and leveled half of Europe. Although his nephew's talent was less than a third of his, with the current strength of France, it was more than enough to come up with an excuse to expand the conflict.

Napoleon III had already made it very clear in his telegram that if Prime Minister Temple could not find anyone, I would personally come to London to find someone for you.

"Let's be honest."

The last flame of hope that burned in Prime Minister Temple's heart was then extinguished, and he looked at the equally tired foreign secretary in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "I didn't expect that a man of letters in Paris could turn the whole of London upside down." The revolutionaries spoke for him, the mouthpieces of London debated for him, and even the French emperor supported him. is obviously a literati who writes a few articles, what is he capable of? ”

Count Russell is also very curious about the mysterious Garion, what is so special about a figure who is out of political circles, but can be named and cared for by the French emperor all the way.

"Let's go, don't keep our guests waiting."

Prime Minister Temple rubbed his cheeks and stayed awake. Due to the recent changes in the political situation on the European continent, Great Britain's foreign policy had to be temporarily tilted in favor of Paris, maintaining friendly relations between the two countries and resisting the imminent Tsarist Russia, so he must not offend Napoleon III at this moment.

Napoleon III, who was in the carriage at this time, also had a gloomy expression, and had lost contact with Garion for almost a week, but there was no feedback from London. When Ambassador Reivas went to inquire for details, he was told that the case was always a work in progress.

He seemed to be out of breath.

The longer he waited, the more unlikely the chances of Garion still surviving, and he couldn't accept that a hero who had made a great contribution to France died in London in such an unknown way.

What made him even more unacceptable was Prime Minister Temple's attitude, as if nothing had happened, and he didn't even treat Garion's disappearance seriously. Napoleon III's fist clenched in the official response from London, who did not seem to take the Foreign Office's warning seriously.

Since the Prime Minister of Great Britain did not want to look at the French diplomatic ambassador in person, he would come to the door himself, so that the weight would be enough.

He didn't believe that Earl Temple would not give him face.

Nameless anger welled up in his heart, especially when he saw Earl Russell. The other party greeted Napoleon III warmly, but he only nodded coldly to Count Russell, and did not say a word more.

Earl Russell's heart tightened, and he felt that something was wrong.

What made him even more uneasy was the words that Ambassador Reivas whispered in his ear, "Count Russell, let's do it for yourself later." I have never seen His Majesty Napoleon so angry. ”

The Adam's apple rolled a little, and Count Russell wiped his sweat-soaked palms, his heart was bitter, he knew that the conversation that followed was definitely not a calm negotiation, but more likely a bare-eared and red-faced quarrel.

Around an ordinary French literati, the atmosphere became more and more tense. After entering the conference room at 10 Chinatown, Napoleon III did not speak, and even when he shook hands with Prime Minister Temple, he had a cold expression. As soon as the two sides sat down, Napoleon III could not wait to speak.

"By the way, Prime Minister Temple, my important minister Galion, has he not been accounted for yet?"

Temple was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that Napoleon III did not beat around the bush at all, but threw out the topic straight to the point.

In his eyes, there is nothing more important than Garion.

"No, no."

This sentence was almost squeezed out of his teeth, and he did not dare to look up into the eyes of Napoleon III, for fear of seeing a furious and distorted face. The Prime Minister of Great Britain bowed to the Emperor of France, and he lost the face of the previous Prime Ministers when he said it.

"I haven't found it yet......"

Napoleon III sighed, his tone only helpless and frustrated, and he did not seem to want to take out his anger on Prime Minister Temple. However, then the conversation changed.

He stood up abruptly, slammed his fists on the couch, and glared angrily at the cunning Englishman in front of him.

"A bunch of waste, you can't even find a single person."

Prime Minister Temple was blinded by the sudden accusations, and sat in his place blankly, at a loss. Diplomatic Ambassador Reivas and Foreign Secretary Russell exchanged glances at each other, trying to defuse the tension.

The last time French and British leaders drew their swords and bows were during the period when Napoleon I fought against the anti-French alliance.

"Your Majesty Napoleon, it's not that we don't want to help you find the whereabouts of His Excellency Garion, it's really ......"

"Shut up!"

Napoleon III suddenly raised his voice, and regardless of the diplomatic occasion representing French interests, asked sharply, "Are you going to let me, the French emperor, personally come to your London to find someone?" ”