In the beautiful dining room, Duchamp sat in his seat and said nothing.

As Dussaint walked briskly into the restaurant, the sound of persuasion was "circling" throughout the restaurant. The waiter, who was supposed to be standing next to Duchamp, was now frowning, hiding in a corner away from the table.

"Go and pour me a cup of surrogate tea, no milk, no sugar." As he walked, Dussander raised his voice and said to the waiter, "Get some more food, I'm dying of hunger." ”

After saying what he wanted, Dussaint walked to the table, unceremoniously pulled out the stool, and sat down next to Duchamp.

Sitting in front of Duchamp and vigorously carrying out the work of "persuasion" was a woman. He looked to be about thirty-one or twelve, with his linen hair neatly tucked back his head, a beige sweater spun from wool on the upper body, and a tanned black lambskin dress on the bottom, paired with a pair of high heels, which would attract everyone's attention even when sitting behind the dining table.

Dussaint immediately understood why his father was looking for him to save the day—although he didn't know what kind of force this woman was serving, it was easy to feel a little ...... in this outfit Embarrassed.

The empire is not a place where men and women are equal. Just look at the bunch of troubles that Androni encountered during her election campaign - even the aristocracy is still naturally inferior to the male nobles whose titles are lower than their own. The opponent can attack Androni with her gender as a "recognized flaw", and Androni can only fight back in other ways.

Unless there is a clear subordination between the parties, it is impossible for women to have any equality in front of men.

Let a woman negotiate with a male aristocratic officer, and the other party must be prepared to use some means other than "beyond words". If you don't have this intention, if you just want to borrow this woman's "excellent persuasive skills", you must be accompanied by a man to be considered etiquette.

Dussaint sat down in his seat and took a few seconds to choose his next strategy before speaking.

"Tell us about yourself." Dussaint said as he pulled out a pistol, a red notebook, a pen, and the double-headed eagle badge from the heraldic office. After placing all these things on the table like stationery before an exam, he directly opened the notebook and asked, "I need to know your name, age, place of work and residence." ”

"You're Lord Dussand, aren't you?" The woman's pupils contracted slightly when she saw what Dussander had pulled out and set up on the table, and then she laughed generously. "Hello, my name is Ruoni."

"Age, gender, place of work and residence." Dussand unscrewed his fountain pen and began to write in the notebook, and he continued to ask without raising his head, and took the time to say to Duchamp, "Mr. Colonel, if you are all right, you can go back to your room first." I'll talk to you when I'm done with my work. ”

Duchamp, who received his son's hint, pulled out his stool without hesitation, turned around and left. It was as if the woman sitting at the table was a bloodthirsty beast that chose to devour people.

As for his own son...... Anyway, he's only ten years old, and I'm afraid that the beasts that choose people to devour people won't do anything to him, right?

"Mr. Colonel......" Joni seemed unprepared for Duchamp's sudden departure, and she stood up to try to keep Duchamp, but heard a loud noise.

Dussand slammed the table, and the pistol and badge slammed into the table with a loud bang.

"Sit down for me!" Dussand's eyes narrowed as he got up from his seat, and he put his hands behind his back—he had slapped the table so hard just now that his palms were throbbing now.

Frightened by the loud noise, Ruoni immediately sat back. She said cautiously, "I just want to ......"

"Did I let you speak?" Dussaint picked up the double-headed eagle badge on the table, "Do you know this?" ”

Ruoni shook her head.

"This is the identity badge of the Heraldic Management Office. I'm questioning you right now as a postman for the heraldic administration. Dussand put down his badge and picked up the pistol again.

The unloaded pistol "clicked" to complete the loading action, and Dussaint played with the loaded pistol dangerously in his hand, and said in a tone of impatience, "I have limited patience, either answer the question, or I will arrest you now, and let the local colleagues have a good conversation with you?" ”

Ruoni looked at Dussand's arrogance, and her proper sitting posture suddenly collapsed.

She pulled a thin cigarette out of her skirt and lit it with the lighter in her bag. After blowing a puff of smoke, Joni leaned back in her chair and whispered a dirty word around Erlang's legs.

"You didn't report to the Bosenke post office when you came, did you?" She took two puffs of her cigarette, looked at Dussand's frozen expression on her face, and then suddenly cursed again.

This time Dussaint heard clearly, and Jonny was scolding "the damn capitalist who was killed by the dolphins".

"This is my badge." She took her badge from the side of her skirt and placed it on the table. This badge is identical to Dussand's double-headed eagle badge, except that the number on the ribbon held in the talons of the double-headed eagle is different from Dussand's.

"I'm a postman, too." Ruoni grabbed her hair and said, "This afternoon, we received a report from the Bosenke Fishing Company. They say that someone pretended to be the Imperial Navy and carried out an unauthorized distribution of materiel in Bosenk. Suspected allied spies are trying to instigate a pauper's revolt. ”

Dussand's eyes straightened when he listened, what kind of trick is this Flying Immortals?

Why did Bosenke Fisheries report them? The landing ships of the Navy are parked at the landing site - from which screw of the landing ship did they smell the stench of the Alliance?

"Who reported it to you?" Dussaint thought about it and decided to tackle the root cause. He asked Joni, "I can guarantee that our team are real naval officers and soldiers. ”

"I can't tell you the information about the whistleblower, but I'll report it to my superiors later." Jonny snorted, then asked, "What are you here for?" It can't just be to distribute winter supplies to the poor who live in seclusion in the wilderness, right? Isn't that the job of the church? ”

"Military secrets, ma'am." Dussander prevaricated Joni's question with proper words, and he asked rhetorically, "You can verify the identities of me and Colonel Duchamp with the Chief of Byrne in Upper Albin, and if you feel that you can get an answer, you can also ask the Admiralty of the Garrison or even Orin for confirmation." "There is only one thing I need to warn you of—His Excellency Commodore Olympian is currently resting in the hotel, and I don't think this honorable Lord wants to be disturbed." ”

Ruoni was silent for a moment, then coughed lightly.

She said in a self-to-yourself tone and a "question-answering" tone, "Ah...... It's really bad luck to die today. When Mr. Paulson, the director of the Bosenke Fishery Company, came to the bureau to report it, the old lady thought that she had come across a big case - this old bitch's pig, and he had to say, 'He has inquired about the Newsal Navy, and there is no one Captain named Duchamp, this man must be a fake'. ”

Dussaint sat back in his seat and began to quickly jot down Joni's "hints" in another notebook.

"He gave the sub-chief two hundred gold pounds in cash, and then repeatedly mentioned his concerns." Jonny stared at Dussand, and gave the young colleague a hint of what she was going to say next, "He was very worried that because of the free supplies, those lowly poor people would suddenly feel that they didn't have to do anything, and someone would give them something. ”

"Mr. Paulson has always believed that, as a decent gentleman, it is his important job to hold these poor people to work – and the only way to keep them alive." After making sure that Dusand had recorded what she had said, Jonny nodded and continued, "Mr. Paulson's company has a monopoly on commerce in the entire Bosenke area, and all the shops, companies, and workshops you see here...... In fact, they all belong to him and the Bosenke Fishing Company. Even the landing site where you are anchored is operated by him. ”

Since the landing field was also Paulson's, it was impossible for him not to know that this team was the Royal Navy. Dussander made a judgment, and Paulson was pretending to be confused.

Of course, it would be nice if you could kill someone with a knife - anyway, the Navy would not have much good fruit to eat if it provoked the Heraldic Authority. But if he can't kill people with a knife, he can also send a very clear signal to this team.

This is my territory, don't mess around.

Thinking of this, Dusander suddenly became a little curious.

Why would a director of a fishing company with such a large industry use such a nonsense method to deal with himself?

According to the content of the "Imperial Political Ecology" taught by Mr. Morris, the power of powerful departments such as the Heraldic Management Office was borrowed...... This is very blatant hostility.

It is only when it has been decided to fight to the death – for example, in the case of preparing to do something to Harold – that it is possible for both sides to choose to borrow the power of the powerful forces to completely eliminate the other.

Most of the time, slandering the other party as an allied spy to the Heraldic Administration will only result in two more groups of people being imprisoned in the prison of the Heraldic Administration.

So, this Mr. Director...... Why did he dare to use such a trick?

After learning of Dussand's confusion, Jonny took a deep breath and began to talk about history.

"Bosenke Fisheries has been around for 122 years, and the landing site in Bosenke has been in operation for more than 80 years. But until now, Bosenke was still a 'pioneer point', not a town. "A pioneer with more than three hundred people will become a town, and the Bosenke Fishing Company has a total of two hundred and ninety-nine employees so far. ”

Dussander was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized, "Bosenke is deliberately limiting the size of the settlement to avoid upgrading to a town?" ”