Chapter 165: Fuck, Who's Fucking Me?
London, Westminster, 4 Whitehall Street, Greater London Metropolitan Police.
In the brightly lit conference hall, Scotland Yard's weekly Monday policing meeting is taking place.
With the collapse of the Tory Cabinet and the recent downturn in protests across London, Scotland Yard's strained police force has been able to refocus on maintaining order on a day-to-day basis.
With the greatly reduced workload, Director Rowan looked in a good mood, and the colonel of the British Army, who had always been unsmiling, had a hearty smile on his face today that was incompatible with his serious face.
Of course, if the workload is reduced alone, it is not enough to make him happy like this.
On top of that, he had already made contact with the new Home Secretary, Viscount Melbourne, through an introduction from Viscount Palmerston, and he had received recognition from him.
From today, he will be officially retired from the British Army and will be transferred from his position as Acting Director of the Metropolitan Police in Greater London to a full-fledged establishment.
Although in the eyes of the children of the upper aristocracy, the director of the Metropolitan Police of Greater London is not a good thing, and compared with those cabinet officials, although he holds a little power, this position is a drudgery with more work, heavy responsibilities and less salary.
But for a person like Luo Wan who climbed up from an ordinary merchant family step by step, he has worked hard in the army for so many years, and it can be regarded as a positive result.
However, what made Rowan even happier was that the Ministry of Internal Affairs did not hesitate to agree to the decision to transfer Arthur to the Criminal Investigation Department.
Maybe it's because the people in the Ministry of Internal Affairs have also been uncomfortable with Arthur for a long time, or maybe they really think that Arthur is a talent for criminal investigation, but no matter what others think, Rowan can be regarded as achieving his goal.
According to his plan, first put Arthur in the Criminal Investigation Department to sit on the cold bench for a few years, anyway, there are not a few so-called major cases every year, and even if they do, it is up to him to decide whether to hand them over to the Criminal Investigation Department for supervision.
As long as Arthur is left idle for a while, until everyone has forgotten about the best police officer in Great Britain, he has a way to slowly toss his opponent.
The superintendents present listened to Rowan read out the resolutions that had just been issued by the Ministry of the Interior, and the eyes they observed as Arthur and Rowan gradually became strange.
Although the 20-year-old still maintains a calm and unfazed attitude, in the eyes of everyone, this promising young man's career at Scotland Yard may be coming to an end.
Taking advantage of the break in the meeting, Director Rowan and Deputy Director Sir Mayne left the table, and the spirit of gossip of the superintendents was instantly ignited.
Whispers echoed throughout the chamber.
"Criminal Investigation Department?"
"A department of four people?"
"Isn't this playing with people?"
"The young man has convicted Director Rowan? Or did you offend someone from the Ministry of Internal Affairs? ”
Amid the discussion among the superintendents, several superintendents who had fought alongside Arthur in Hyde Park couldn't sit still.
They are both old subordinates of the Duke of Wellington, and they have experienced the Peninsular War and Waterloo together.
Although they didn't have much friendship with Arthur, they didn't intend to sit idly by and watch their colleagues point fingers at Arthur, who was half their own.
Superintendent Davis Lee knocked on the table, "Guys, the meeting hasn't ended yet. If you have anything to say, can't you talk about it after the meeting? ”
Superintendent Mathurin, who was blind in one eye, also leaned back in his chair and echoed, "Have you forgotten how Clemens died, don't talk too much." We are just police, don't get involved in other things, and the most important thing is to be ourselves. ”
Superintendent Michelle, who was leaning back in his chair and covering his eyes with his hat, also raised the brim of his hat and said, "If you continue to discuss it, you will be violating the internal affairs regulations that strictly abide by political neutrality." Although Sir Peel has gone down, the rules he has laid down are for you to keep in mind. ”
A few superintendents talk about being neutral, but if you pull someone over, you can tell that they are actually yin and yang.
As the descendants of the Duke of Wellington, these superintendents who were once recruited to Scotland Yard by Sir Peel as the backbone of the police force could not help but feel sad when they saw Arthur being suppressed.
Even Arthur didn't say anything, and they had already spoken up to help Arthur push back the noisy chatter.
When the rest of the superintendents saw these old qualifications speak, they could only laugh twice and silently shut their mouths.
Superintendent Moseley, who sat next to Arthur and was the oldest and longest-serving Duke of Wellington, retired from the 5th Royal Guards Infantry Regiment 'Wellington Guards', stabbed Arthur in the elbow.
The old man who was not good at talking comforted: "Arthur, it's not a big deal, it's just a small setback." Rowan is almost 50 years old this year, and he can't stay in Scotland Yard for the rest of his life. Sooner or later, he'll have to get out of here. And you, the boy is so young, even if you boil hard, you can boil him to death. Sooner or later, you'll have to sit under your ass, so you don't have to worry about it. ”
Superintendent Moseley thought that Arthur didn't say a word because he was in a bad mood, but in fact, although Arthur's mood was not good, it didn't feel like the sky was falling.
His heart was more puzzled, because he thought about it all night, and he still couldn't figure it out - fuck, who the hell is messing with me?
The Viscount of Melbourne, he had already met.
Mrs. Cowper also had a good impression of him.
Even the new Foreign Secretary, Palmerston, Arthur had a conversation with him.
But when he turned his head, he received the news that he had been transferred, could it be that the Viscount of Melbourne let Rowan's rhetoric be blinded, making him think that this Criminal Investigation Department was really a critical place?
Or maybe Rowan has someone else behind him, and this man has the ability to exert a huge amount of influence over the Viscount of Melbourne, so that the lazy new Home Secretary has to take time out of his busy schedule to knock on his petty superintendent of Scotland Yard.
Arthur thought about it, and the current one who has this energy in the whole of Britain is either the newly enthroned King William IV, or the new Prime Minister Charles Earl Gray.
But Arthur couldn't think of when he had offended these two big shots.
He had no connection with Earl Grey at all, and as for William IV, the former Marshal of the Royal Navy, if there was anything Arthur could make him jealous of, it was that he had revealed the secret relationship between the Royal Navy, the goats and the fish?
But even if the King hated this, wouldn't he have to deal with Mr. Elder Carter first?
Obviously, he is the key person who leaked the secret!
As Arthur pondered, the door to the conference hall was pushed open, and Director Rowan, who had finished his rest, brushed his hair and walked past Arthur with light steps.
He caught a glimpse of Arthur's expressionless face, and couldn't help but stop, his arm pressed against his shoulder and whispered.
"Arthur, what did you say to me last time? Let me hide it quietly? Only one left between the two of us? You young people are always thinking so extremely, and in this regard, you are far less fair than those of us who are middle-aged people who are experienced in dealing with things.
You see, if it were me to deal with it, you stayed, and I stayed. I play to my strengths and lead Scotland Yard. You also play to your strengths and are responsible for dispatching the crime investigation department.
Knowing people well is a big science, but you don't need to thank me, after all, everything is for the public good. Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you that your job at the Provisional Bureau of Surveys and Surveys in London can also be put on hold.
I have just consulted the Viscount of Melbourne this morning, and His Excellency also thinks that it is better to leave the work of surveying and mapping urban areas to specialized personnel.
Police resources at Scotland Yard are very tight, so it is reasonable to give priority to serving regional policing. ”
Rowan looked at Arthur's red eyes, and only felt that he couldn't stop being proud, he wanted to share how he degraded LPS to uselessness in front of the Viscount of Melbourne, but in this kind of public place, it was still too bad to do that.
After all, from today onwards, he is the official governor of Scotland Yard, and he still has to try his best to maintain his majesty in front of his subordinates.
He patted Arthur on the shoulder and said seriously: "Arthur, although the criminal investigation department has just been established, it is an important department. From now on, all of London's major cases will depend on you. Scotland Yard has talent like you, so why spend a lot of money every year to hire a dedicated thief? We've got to put your talents to good use.
The reason for the ban on LPS is precisely so that you can focus more on crime investigation, so that you can use your talents in the most valuable areas. The Viscount of Melbourne also asked me about your work experience today, and he also asked me to tell you not to pay too much attention to the adjustment of your position, this is only a technical change, your efforts are seen by the public, and your future will be of great use. ”
As soon as Luo Wan finished saying this, the smile on his face could no longer be contained, he suddenly laughed twice, but soon covered his mouth with one hand, and apologized: "I'm sorry, Arthur, you know, I don't have any opinion on you at all, otherwise I wouldn't have recommended you to the Viscount of Melbourne to be the head of the Criminal Investigation Department." You think I'm right, right? ”
When Arthur heard this, he didn't say much, but took the hat on the table and buckled it to his head, looking down at the other with his eyes that were half a head higher than Rowan's.
Luo Wan's eyes narrowed slightly: "What?" Arthur, want to salute me? ”
When Arthur heard this, he just smiled slightly: "Sir, are you sure you are really hiding?" You're standing right before me. ”
When Luo Wan heard this, he immediately remembered the master of 1V17 unscathed portport in front of him.
He couldn't help but take a step back.
Superintendent Moseley on the side saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop Arthur: "Let's continue the meeting." ”
Then, he leaned next to Arthur and whispered, "Don't be fooled, Rowan did it on purpose." If you make a move today, you'll have to roll up and leave in the afternoon. ”
Arthur nodded slightly, "Thank you, Superintendent Moseley. However, you don't understand the logic of young people's thinking. I almost went to the Americas to fight for my breath. ”
With that, he took off the white glove of his right hand and prepared to throw it at Rowan's feet.
But before he could throw out his gloves, a familiar gentle voice suddenly sounded behind him.
"Arthur, long time no see, since you graduated, are you still studying law on your own?"
(End of chapter)