Chapter 270: The Vanishing Garion
The third more
After receiving the diplomatic protest, the Earl of Russell personally went to the London Police Station to rescue GalliΓ‘n, who was trapped in the interrogation room, and he could only pray that the fools did not attack the noble Tuileries guest, otherwise he would really be at a loss for words - mainly because Napoleon III was now playing his cards out of common sense, and God knew what he would do in his rage.
Moreover, France is still the most popular European power.
At least he has to do it himself to be sincere.
When the Earl Russell's Ministry of Foreign Affairs found the London Police Commissioner and asked for Galion's extraction, the other party looked horrified, he took the other party's documents tremblingly, and then compared it with the previous one, and gasped.
"Someone from the French embassy has just arrived and taken Garian away. They also provided a series of documents, and I checked with them before I let them go. β
The London police chief stood next to the Earl of Russell, his heart was fluctuating at this time, and his palms were already sweating nervously, but he still shirked his responsibility, he handed the previously forged document to the Earl of Russell, and said, "You see that this document is exactly the same as the one provided by the French, and I have already confirmed it with the Foreign Office, which is really none of my business." We didn't expect this to happen either. β
"Bastard, how is that possible."
Count Russell's face changed suddenly, and he roared and said, "The French Foreign Secretary is still losing his temper in his office, how could he send someone to pick up Galian, did you do it behind your back and deliberately lied that someone from the French Embassy came to pick him up." It seems that I am going to report this to the Prime Minister, and the whole Metropolitan Police will do it for themselves. β
"No, no, no, it's true, I didn't lie to you."
The director was sweating profusely, and he was really panicking now.
They also locked the door of the cell, and after a few minutes Garion followed them with a strange look. I thought it was the French embassy who picked them up......"
Russell's expression became more and more cold, they had an unshirkable responsibility for Garion's disappearance, and once the French side held him accountable, he would be the first to bear the brunt.
"The Metropolitan Police immediately launched an investigation, and I needed to know who had the audacity to impersonate someone from the French Embassy and pick up Garion. Remember, no matter what the cost, find out where he is. β
Earl Russell pointed to the middle-aged man in front of him with a twitching expression, and said word by word, "If he has any strengths and weaknesses, in addition to the resignation letter, there is also a confession on your desk." β
After saying this, he added another sentence, which frightened the police chief into a cold sweat.
"Seriously, why doesn't our country have such a practice of seppuku, Director, you can do it yourself."
With that, the Foreign Secretary turned and went out. The police chief finally couldn't support it anymore, and his legs fell to his knees, his face pale, and his lips trembled.
He knew the end was near.
Count Russell was thinking in his heart how to explain to Ambassador Reivus, it was okay that people were fine, in case there were three advantages and two shortcomings, it was not a personal matter, but involved diplomatic negotiations between the two countries. So when Ambassador Reivus heard about Garrian's disappearance, he was stunned, and he repeated the question.
"You say someone pretended to be someone from the French embassy and took him away?"
Russell plucked up his courage and nodded in acknowledgement, "Yes, we are investigating this matter...... Will give you an explanation. Will definitely find out the whereabouts of Lord Garion......"
Bang.
Reivas slammed the cup on the table, changing his usual calm attitude. Even Russell saw such a crazy side in Reivus for the first time.
Reivus was angry that Garion was tortured and executed, both of which were much better than if he was missing now, which meant that there would be no peace in London and Paris for some time to come.
The sudden increase in the tone startled Earl Russell.
"You don't understand anything, and if it was the revolutionaries who took him away, do you know how serious the consequences will be? He was Napoleon's closest minister, and enjoyed treatment that no one else had. How do you want me to explain to Your Majesty now? β
"Isn't he just a man of letters and a consultant?"
Count Russell's heart was flustered, he didn't understand what Gallian hesitated to say, "Is he really so important to Napoleon III?" β
Reias glanced at Earl Russell with disdain and asked, "Can a literati accurately predict the changes in the situation in the entire European continent?" Could an adviser have accurately guessed three years ago that war would break out between Denmark and Prussia? Now His Majesty is almost obedient to Garian's diplomatic advice, and now that he is gone, do you know how Napoleon III described him? Galian alone is worth enough to be a legion in France! β
After these secret words came out, even Russell was shocked. He never imagined that such a mysterious figure could be hidden inside the Tuileries Palace.
Garion.
With this name firmly in his mind, could this writer be the next Richelieu of France?
This is not good news for the UK.
"If, if Count Russell is not able to get him back in peace, then we can only pray that Napoleon III will not resort to some drastic means."
"Radical means ......"
Although the other party did not make it clear, a sense of foreboding surged in the heart of Earl Russell.
After returning to the embassy, Reivas finally had to face his own problems.
Although he was not directly responsible for Garion's disappearance, it was what happened after he received the telegram, and it was inevitable that Napoleon III would not have other thoughts in his mind.
And what happened in London, he also needed to report everything to Napoleon III. When I think back to that gloomy face, I can't help but feel a panic in my heart.
"Forget it, there is no way to hide from everything, or truthfully explain to His Majesty Napoleon, and still strive for leniency, as for Garion, you can do it yourself."
His lips trembled, and he prepared for the secretary to send a telegram to the Tuileries Palace informing him of the current situation. He was even able to imagine the furious gesture of Napoleon III, the fury of killing people at the slightest disagreement. Thinking of the Proudhon Revolutionaries who had been sent to line up to be shot, Ambassador Reias touched his neck in fear, fearing that he would die in London before he returned to Paris.
"Your Majesty, there is a surprising problem in London, Lord Garrian, disappear......"