Thiers was dying, and he was dying in his own ingenuity, and he was also dying in Jérôme. Under the position of Bonaparte's heart.

In Thiers' mind, the Japanese coup d'état was nothing more than another coup d'état similar to that of 1830. Bonaparte was, at best, like Louis at the beginning. Philippe kicked them all out of the center of power, and as long as Thiers wasn't completely dead, he had a chance to make a comeback.

Who ever wanted Jerome. Bonaparte used despicable means to physically eliminate him!

With a single gunshot, the illusion of rapprochement between Valevsky and Thiers is shattered, and in its place is a cold and desperate countdown to life.

Thiers stared at Valevsky in front of him with wide eyes, his eyes were full of confusion and incomprehension, as if he had never thought that he would suffer such a terrible fate, and Valewski's cold eyes were filled with a touch of regret, and the muzzle of the revolver held by Valewski still had a wisp of gunpowder left in the muzzle of the gunpowder that had not been fully burned out.

The sharp pain in his chest and the slowing of his breath seemed to signal death to Thiers' nerve center, and he stumbled to the ground, clutching his right hand over the wound, as if trying to delay his own death in this way.

"For ...... What? Thiers exhaled his last words with all his strength.

Valewski squatted on Adolf. Thiers' side whispered, "Monsieur Thiers! If we allow you to continue to stay in the world, I don't know how much trouble it will cause us! ”

"You ...... will be ...... Retribution...... Target! "Thiers cursed Jérôme intermittently. Bonaparte conspiracy coup group.

Valevsky shook his head, sighed and said, "Maybe! ”

Just as Valewski got up, the lieutenant colonel stationed outside the mansion suddenly burst in, and he glanced at Adolf, who was bleeding from the floor. Thiers, looking at Valewski with a calm look on his face, showed a frightened expression on his face.

"First...... How are you, sir? Nothing happened! You ......" the lieutenant colonel hurriedly asked about the situation with Valevsky.

"I'm fine!" Valevsky responded to the lieutenant colonel in a calm tone, then handed the revolver to the lieutenant colonel, and said in a brisk tone: "The pistol is very useful!" ”

"First...... Sheng, how did you kill him! President...... Didn't the president say...... Don't you kill one...... A big man like him died...... What am I going to do! The lieutenant colonel pointed to Thiers, who was lying in a pool of blood, twitching incessantly, and said to Valewski.

In the face of this hot tool of crime, the lieutenant colonel said that he would not dare to take over.

If the lieutenant colonel takes over, then he could face the charge of deliberately erasing a member of the Legislative Assembly.

Such a charge is pressed on his petty lieutenant colonel, and if he does not make trouble, he will go to court-martial.

"Don't panic!" Valewski seemed to reassure the lieutenant colonel, who had lost his bearings due to excessive panic: "We are in the midst of a revolution, and it is normal for some people to die in the midst of the revolution!" Besides, don't you kill people on the battlefield? ”

"No...... It's not the same! Mr! The lieutenant colonel shook his head desperately and replied to Valevsky: "On the battlefield, we are facing the enemy, and he ......" The lieutenant colonel pointed to the cold Thiers and said in despair: "He is a member of the National Assembly, and it is said that he is also the head of a party......"

"There is no National Assembly anymore, and there will be no more party leaders!" Facing the "uninteresting" lieutenant colonel, Valevsky put on the posture of a superior: "When the dust settles, the Legislative Assembly will cease to exist, and what are you afraid of!" ”

Valewski's reprimand of the lieutenant colonel in the tone of his superiors did work, and the army's strict hierarchy of superiors and subordinates calmed the lieutenant colonel's overloaded head.

"You're right!" The lieutenant colonel agreed with Valewski's statement, but he was still afraid of the autumn reckoning: "But he was always a big man in Paris!" ”

"Do you see that he still has the slightest bit of a big man?" Valevsky pointed to Thiers and said to Lieutenant Colonel.

"This ......," the lieutenant colonel looked at the dead Thiers, and his fear of authority seemed to have diluted a little.

After the lieutenant colonel's mood was completely settled, Valewski patted the lieutenant colonel and said in a softened tone: "Don't worry! I killed Thiers, and you don't have to bear any responsibility! ”

"No responsibility!" After hearing Valewski's words of sole responsibility, the lieutenant colonel finally completely relieved himself: "That's really good! ”

Subsequently, the lieutenant colonel seemed to realize his inappropriate remarks, and hurriedly explained: "I mean ......"

Before the lieutenant colonel could finish speaking, Walewski interrupted the lieutenant colonel's explanation: "However, you must testify for me, I am forced to fight back!" ”

"Forced to fight back?" The lieutenant colonel was a little puzzled, he glanced at Thiers in a pool of blood, and judging by the results of the scene, it seemed that Valevsky had been planning for a long time.

"Sometimes the truth doesn't matter!" Valewski replied lightly: "What matters is what people are willing to believe!" As long as we can keep instilling an idea in people, then the citizens of Paris will subtly believe that we are right! There are not a few people who lose their lives every year in Paris due to duels! ”

Under the watchful eye of the lieutenant colonel, Valevsky placed the pistol in the hands of Thiers, who had died.

"Can you give me another gun?" Valevsky held out his hand to the lieutenant colonel,

Seeing this, the lieutenant colonel hurried out and asked his officers for a pistol, which was handed over to Valewski.

Gu/Span looked at the old-fashioned flintlock pistol in front of him, and Valewski had a look of determination in his eyes.

In the lieutenant colonel's panicked eyes, Valevsky gritted his teeth and put the flintlock pistol on his shoulder, then pulled the trigger.

With a "bang", a bloody flower bloomed on Valewski's shoulder, and his originally ruddy face turned pale.

The pain was so severe that Valevsky almost fell to the ground, and the lieutenant colonel who was standing next to him hurriedly helped Valewski.

"So you can report to your superiors,! Because Adolf. Dissatisfied with our actions, Thiers sent me a request for a duel! Valewski said angrily.

The lieutenant colonel was grateful to Valewski, who forged what had been a one-sided murder into a duel death.

There will be no accountability for those who died in a duel in Paris.

"Thank you!" The lieutenant colonel sincerely thanked Valewski.

Assisted by the lieutenant colonel, Valevsky walked out of Thiers' mansion.

The first president of the Third Republic in history, and the only "Dictiono", ended his short life with a disgraceful murder at 5:30 a.m. on December 2, 1850.

In a way, Valewski indirectly saved Thiers' reputation and made Thiers' peak stay during the Orleans dynasty.

When Valewski returned to the Elysée Palace, Jérôme. Bonaparte was surprised to find that Valevsky's left shoulder was wrapped in a bandage.

"What happened?" Jérôme. Bonaparte asked Valevsky what exactly had happened.

Valevsky to Jérôme. Bonaparte reported to Adolf. The news of Thiers' death, and the fact that he later faked the scene on his own initiative.

After listening to Valewski's report, Jérôme. Bonaparte looked at Valevsky with grateful eyes, and just as he was about to comfort him by patting him on the shoulder, he suddenly realized that Vallewski's shoulder was still injured.

The hand that stayed in mid-air retracted, and with an embarrassed but not rude smile on his face, he said, "Okay! All right! ”

Valewski and Jérôme. Bonaparte and the two stayed in the bunker of the Élysée Palace waiting for news from the Ministry of War.

……

The arrest lasted until 6 o'clock, except for Adolf. With the exception of Thiers' death, the vast majority of parliamentarians have been arrested in their sleep.

However, a small number of parliamentarians still fled from the army.

At the same time, in another corner of Paris, the rue Vecchieus, the former Hôtel de Soubiz, now the "National Printing House", was working overtime.

As early as about 2 o'clock in the morning, the soldiers of the 4th Company of the 1st Battalion of the 2nd Regiment of the 3rd Brigade occupied there, and the captain in charge of commanding the company was La Roche. Devassy.

At about three o'clock in the morning, the director of the secretary's office, Mocar, was the head of the secretary's office. Captain Dwassy brought with him a letter from the War Department, in which he said: "He and his team are at the disposal of the manager of the National Printing House".

Without saying a word, the soldiers loaded their bullets, arranged for those to stand guard in the workshop, and at the same time put up sentry in the corridors, in front of the doorways and windows, and everywhere. Two posts were also placed at the gate leading to the main street.

After doing all this, the captain asked Mocal what orders should be given to his soldiers.

Mocal, who came in a carriage, immediately replied: "The simplest and clearest of all: anyone who tries to leave the factory or tries to pass through will be shot!"

Subsequently, with the manager of the National Printing House, Mocal retired to the office on the second floor, and in a room large enough to overlook the garden, Mocal brought to the manager of the printing house what he wanted to print: the decree on the dissolution of the National Assembly, the appeal to the army, the appeal to the people, the decree on the summoning of the electors;

These are the things that will be printed by the National Printing House, and many of the documents have Jérôme on them. Signs of Bonaparte's alteration.

In order to prevent workers from reading in advance, every sentence in the content of the document was broken up, and each worker could only read part of the content.

The printing took an hour to complete, and when the manager handed the printed and spliced sample to Mocal, Mocal nodded in satisfaction.

After finalizing the prototype, after nearly two hours of large-scale printing, one announcement after another appeared at about 6 a.m.

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