Located in the middle of the Seine, the Île de la Cité is not very large. In addition to the main palace hospital, there is also the Notre-Dame Cathedral and the ancient prison on the island.

"So, why does the smuggling pass through the island of Sitti?"

Bella was puzzled by this.

However, Officer Christopher also did not know why.

Or rather, the officers themselves don't know.

"That's what we were told." The officer replied, "I don't quite understand it either."

Sometimes, he would give strange tasks from above, and he was used to it.

However, the island of Citti is a natural fortress. With the exception of a pedestrian bridge that connects to the Île Saint-Louis and several stone bridges that connect the two banks, it is an isolated piece of land.

In other words, in addition to the road of vehicles, taking the waterway by boat is also a good mode of transportation.

"Could it be smuggled from the water?" Bella asked.

"That's what we've thought of as well. But the surface of the Seine is so obvious that if a ship passes by, it can be seen at a glance, right?" Officer Christopher replied.

"But then again, how did you find out about the smuggling case?"

"Well, I was just temporarily transferred, and I really don't know the specifics."

It seems that Officer Christopher was also only on orders.

After exchanging pleasantries, Bella and the others left the island of Citi.

To celebrate the rabbi's recovery—and she didn't spend much time in the hospital, in fact—Elena suggested going to a new restaurant on West Street for lunch.

"I heard that there was a fresh fish shop yesterday that had a good response, so we didn't come to try it!" Elena said with great interest.

"You're not talking about fugu, are you?" Bella asked.

"No, no, no, it's another one!" Elena said mysteriously.

"What the hell is it?"

"You'll know when you arrive."

So Bella and Anna, and Miss Margaret and the rabbi in her arms, followed Elena to the fish shop she had spoken.

When they arrived at their destination, they realized that what Elena was talking about was a lobster.

"Why would anyone eat something like this?" Miss Margaret expressed incomprehension.

"Maybe...... Delicious?" Elena didn't think about it, "I heard that yesterday's business was not lost to the puffer fish next door!"

"I said, "This is also from the East?" Bella asked.

"That's right, and it seems to be with the puffer fish next door." Elena replied.

"Oriental food ingredients are really strange." "First the pufferfish, then the lobster, and if it weren't for the food festival on the Seine yesterday, I wouldn't have known there was so much to eat."

"Huh? Did Margaret go to that puffer fish shop yesterday?" Elena asked.

"yes, I tasted it out of curiosity. To be honest, the taste is a little different from other fish, but I didn't think it was so memorable."

Maybe it's a difference in eating habits?

"It's so much trouble to cook." Margaret added.

"Don't worry about it, let's just eat fresh." "It's a rare opportunity, and it would be a shame not to try it."

Yesterday's food festival, they were only halfway there, and there were still a lot of things they hadn't eaten.

"The fact that the two stores are open together saves a lot of time." Bella said.

"After all, the bosses of the two families are friends." Elena said.

"Speaking of this situation, it always makes people think, should Mr. Pasteur also work in this shop?"

It's like working part-time at a shop in a pufferfish.

"Monsieur Pasteur just said goodbye to Dr. Raenec, so he shouldn't have suddenly appeared here, right?"

As soon as Elena finished speaking, she saw Monsieur Pasteur come out of the shop.

"Elena, you may consider becoming a wizard." Bella suggested.

"I didn't expect us to meet again so soon!" Mr. Pasteur greeted them cordially.

"Mr. Pasteur, do you also work part-time here?" Elena asked.

"I'm at the puffer fish shop next door!" "But there is no business now," replied Mr. Pasteur, "so I'll come next door to talk to Josep."

"So, Mr. Josep works at this shop?"

"Ah, no, he just had a question he couldn't figure out, so he thought as he walked, and unconsciously came here." "By the way," said Monsieur Pasteur, "I'll invite him to try the food here."

"Got here unconsciously?" Elena was incredible.

And this kind of thing?

But that's not all.

When they walked into the store, they saw another familiar figure.

"Professor Pascal?"

Elena looked at the person sitting across from Josep in surprise.

"Yo roar! What a coincidence, how many of you are here to try it?"

"When did the research office of the University of Paris move to the food street?"

"Ahh——!h Mr. Pascal let out a hearty laugh.

"Let me guess what kind of corner Mr. Pierre is hiding?" Elena said, looking around and looking around.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you." Professor Pascal said, "Pierre was still busy sorting out the bookshelves and had no time to come over for dinner."

"I just heard from Mr. Pasteur that he met here Mr. Josep wandering around while thinking about problems?" Elena asked.

"That's right." Professor Pascal replied, "It is true that Josep is often immersed in research topics. Well, this time, it's not the profound academic problems that bother him, but what we eat."

"Huh? Is that the kind of problem?"

"Hmm." Mr. Josep nodded, and then said, "Because Louis and I are about to graduate, I want to treat the teacher to a special meal. However, we didn't have the conditions to host banquets, so we wondered if we could find a good restaurant here. And Louis recommended that there are several new Oriental restaurants on West Street. That's why we came and took a look."

Sure enough, Mr. Pasteur was the "culprit".

"Since everyone is so coincidentally here, why don't we dine together?" Professor Pascal suggested.

There was no opinion.

And Monsieur Pasteur didn't have much work on his side, so he came here to taste lobster with them.

"How do you eat this kind of thing?" Elena asked, looking at the red creature on the plate in front of her.

"Well, let the well-informed Louis demonstrate it for you." Professor Pascal said, handing over the task to Mr. Pasteur.

And Mr. Pasteur had the pleasure of demonstrating to several of them.

"The taste is indeed a little different." Elena commented, "Well, it's a real hassle to eat."

"Speaking of trouble, it's better to have a pufferfish, right?" Bella said.

"That's right, if you don't handle it cleanly, you can get poisoned." Mr. Pasteur agreed.

"By the way, Professor Pascal, I heard that you have done some research on fluid mechanics before?" Bella asked.

"I've done it a little bit before." Professor Pascal said, "What's the matter, you're interested?"

"Hmm...... Do you know how to carry things in the water?" "In the Seine, for example?"

"Well...... Manpower may be required." Professor Pascal said, "Although it is possible to move goods through the pressure of flowing water, if you want to follow a specific route, even if you know the principle, it is very difficult to achieve it with the current means of technology."

"But you can't breathe underwater, right?" Bella then asked.

"yes, so, it's actually a question of how to make people breathe underwater. That's not my area of expertise." Professor Pascal said, gesturing with his eyes to the student beside him.

It is clear that the question was thrown to Mr. Pasteur.

"Humans breathe by their lungs, while fish breathe by gills." "The lungs breathe in the air, and the gills breathe in the water. But some animals, such as frogs, can breathe in both air and water. Of course, humans can't. However, it is said that there is a kind of seaweed that, after being eaten, can form a structure similar to a gills for a period of time, and can breathe underwater."

"It's amazing!" Elena's interest suddenly came up.

"It's just a legend, no one has ever seen it." Mr. Pasteur shook his head.

"Oh." Elena quickly became discouraged again.

"But why bother if you want to breathe underwater?" "If it's a depth of the Seine," went on to say, "Isn't it okay to take a pipe with you?"

"I've thought about that, too." Bella said, "But isn't that inconvenient? And it's easy to expose."

"What do you mean?" Professor Pascal asked, puzzled.

Bella gave a brief account of what happened to Officer Christopher.

"Strange, hasn't Monsieur Pasteur met it?" Elena asked.

"I've been searched." "But not much," replied Mr. Pasteur.

"Huh? Aren't you curious?"

Just obediently get checked?

"It's not the first anyway." Mr. Pasteur said, "Recently, there have been frequent police raids."

"Is that so?" Elena was moved with some surprise.

They usually stay in Madame Roland's salon, and they don't go out much lately.

"Probably from last week." Professor Pascal added, "Especially in the chemistry labs of universities, they don't know what's going on, as if to prevent some documents from leaking, and they are always heavily guarded."

"Isn't it...... What kind of confidential incident?" Elena asked, "Officer Christopher only said it was a smuggling case. But if it's smuggling, how can it be in Citi?"

In any respect, Cipti is not an ideal location.

It seems that things are a little more complicated.