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Baker met Qin Zhiyuan last time when he attended a cocktail party at Renault, and Qin Zhiyuan only knew that Baker was a senior official in the police system, but he did not know the specific position. At this time, it doesn't matter what Baker's specific job is, as long as it is useful.

Hearing Qin Zhiyuan's words, the two policemen glanced at each other suspiciously.

Qin Zhiyuan noticed that a policeman's index finger had been taken out of the trigger guard and placed outside the retainer. Another policeman, although suspicious, quietly raised his gun.

It's a fear of going off.

Although Qin Zhiyuan is dressed in casual clothes, the fabric of the clothing is also very elegant, and the woolen slim windbreaker is not available to everyone in this era of material shortage. Coupled with the new cars on the side of the road, and the calm and relaxed style, it is a good note for his words.

Westerners are not all equal, and hierarchical ideas are sometimes even more brutal than in the East. The two policemen already believed in their hearts that Qin Zhiyuan was a big man, and they didn't want to offend Qin Zhiyuan, which might make their death unclear.

In the profession of police, there are always many people who die in the line of duty every year, and Qin Zhiyuan, as a general of the Foreign Legion, has no shortage of outlaws. Ordinary citizens may not be aware of what this means, and the police, as a member of the violent system, know this.

After making sure that the two policemen understood his words, Qin Zhiyuan gestured to his jacket pocket, and after getting the consent of the police, he took out his documents from his jacket pocket with a slow movement, and then threw them over.

One of the policemen picked it up and compared it carefully, then nodded at the other.

The mood of the two policemen was completely relaxed, they stuffed the gun back into the holster, and then walked towards Qin Zhiyuan with a smile on their faces.

Qin Zhiyuan let out a sigh of relief, it seems that not every Westerner is prejudiced against Easterners.

Two policemen were walking towards Qin Zhiyuan, one of them suddenly changed his face and shouted "Be careful", and the other had already touched the holster of the gun.

Qin Zhiyuan reacted extremely quickly, he didn't have time to look back to see what was happening, he jumped more than two meters away with a jump, and then looked back.

The middle-aged man had already gotten up from the ground, and he didn't know where to find a mop and walked towards Qin Zhiyuan menacingly.

Mop!

Shotguns have no deterrent effect, what deterrent can a mop have?

The middle-aged man had lost his mind, picked up the mop and pulled it towards Qin Zhiyuan with the sound of the wind.

Qin Zhiyuan was too lazy to take care of it, so he raised his leg and kicked it over.

The middle-aged man flew back backwards at a faster speed than he rushed over, and crashed into the flower stand in front of the flower shop. There were a few flower pots on the flower stand, which fell down "in a hurry", breaking the middle-aged man's head and bleeding.

The middle-aged man was silent, lying motionless on the ground.

The middle-aged woman wailed and threw herself on the middle-aged man and began to cry and wipe away tears.

Two policemen ran over with their holsters, one of them retreating from the middle-aged woman, and the other controlling the middle-aged man.

"Are you alright, sir?" The policeman who pushed away the middle-aged woman turned around to face Qin Zhiyuan and Yan Yuese, and handed back Qin Zhiyuan's documents with both hands: "Salute to you, General." ”

Checkmate! This identity is really useful in wartime.

"Thank you! I'm fine, there might be something wrong with both of them. Qin Zhiyuan returned the salute.

"They are unlucky enough to dare to attack active duty soldiers, and they are still respected generals, and in front of the police, they will be charged with several crimes, and if they are imprisoned for this, the minimum sentence is ten years." Half of the policeman's words were for Qin Zhiyuan, and the other half was for the middle-aged woman.

The whole of France is now under military control, and the status of the military is supreme, and the first thing President Raymond Poincaré did when he took office was to emphasize the social status of the military. Such a discriminatory incident occurred during the war, because Qin Zhiyuan was a member of the Foreign Legion, and the price that the other party would have to pay would be greater.

The French were exhausted as much as the Germans because of the war, and the population base of France was less than half that of Germany, and the French needed more support from outside forces.

"That's what they deserve, it's unlucky, I just want to buy a bouquet of flowers." Qin Zhiyuan really couldn't have imagined that this matter would be at this point.

"Flowers! Yes, returning from the battlefield needs more soothing flowers, please wait. The police understood what Qin Zhiyuan meant, ran into the flower shop and worked for a while, and then took out a bouquet of flowers.

"This must have been pulled down by you, please be sure to take her with you, and by the way, send greetings from the Paris police to that young lady." This little policeman is quite clever and has an unlimited future.

"Thank you very much." Qin Zhiyuan took out his wallet, took out a ten-franc banknote, and handed it to the little policeman.

"No, you've already paid for it, haven't you?" The little policeman blinked, ready to borrow flowers and offer Buddha.

Uh-huh, that's a fitting word!

"Thank you for your kindness, but brother, I'm here to help, not to rob." Qin Zhiyuan rejected the police's proposal, and he couldn't leave a stain on this trivial matter.

"Thank you, you are so generous!" The little policeman's face was a little embarrassed, and he didn't answer it.

"Hello General, the matter here can be handled by the two of us, but when needed, your cooperation may be needed." Another policeman handcuffed the middle-aged man who was already unconscious on the ground, got up, and turned out the money Qin Zhiyuan paid.

"Okay, I'll be in Boulogne-Billancourt for the next two days, and if you need my cooperation, you can find me if you find Mr. Renaud." Qin Zhiyuan replied casually.

After listening to Qin Zhiyuan's words, the two policemen looked at the flower shop owner and his wife with pity, it seemed that Louis Renault was still very energetic in Paris.

After this incident, Qin Zhiyuan didn't have the heart to toss anymore, so he got in the car and went straight to Renault's headquarters.

The tank team has its own dedicated office, located in a small building inside the Renault factory. The three-story building has more than 40 rooms, all of which belong to the research team. Qin Zhiyuan's car was affixed with Renault's pass, and he drove all the way downstairs unimpeded.

When he got out of the car, Qin Zhiyuan didn't bring the bouquet of flowers. I don't know what the little policeman was thinking, so he took a bouquet of roses to Qin Zhiyuan, Qin Zhiyuan thought about it for a long time, and decided to take back the Kapi and give it to Chen Kangjian so that he could pay tribute to Mary.

As soon as he got out of the car, Qin Zhiyuan saw Julie.

Julie wore a black trim top, narrow-legged breeches, boots, and a long black trench coat. But looking at this set of clothes, it matches Qin Zhiyuan quite well, and Qin Zhiyuan's clothes are also black.

It's a pity that there is another person who came out with Julie, a well-dressed young man, who was walking out with Julie talking and laughing.

When he saw Julie smiling like a flower at other men, Qin Zhiyuan didn't know what it was like in his heart. Heartache, regret, reluctance, maybe all there.

Unlike Pierre, Pierre and Julie are too close and acquaintances at first glance. And this man, he kept a certain distance from Julie, deliberately and carefully laughed with him, and every word he said depends on Julie's reaction, which is obviously Julie's suitor.

"Hello." No matter what, Qin Zhiyuan still maintained his demeanor and greeted Julie with a smile.

And at the first moment she saw Qin Zhiyuan, Julie was obviously a little surprised, and then she was a little flustered, and she was actually stunned on the spot.

"Who are you?" The man was very unhappy when he saw Qin Zhiyuan, and asked coldly with a pulled face.

"Who am I? Good question. But it's none of your business, who are you? Why is it here? Qin Zhiyuan also asked coldly.

"Who am I? Haha, that's not something you can ask. "The young man is arrogant.

"I'm the head of here, everything here is under my control, this is a confidential unit, outsiders have no right to enter and exit, you are not a staff here, why are you here?" Qin Zhiyuan is welcome.

Qin Zhiyuan is indeed qualified to pursue it, not because of Julie, but because this is the territory of the tank attack team.

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