"Napoleon Jouang's landing brace? There may be a French spy in the West India docks! 》

"Shock! The Battle of Waterloo was staged at the Regency Crescent, and Napoleon Bonaparte was captured again! 》

"In this hot summer, Scotland Yard has brought a great military victory to the people of Britain!" 》

"The citizens of London quipped: The fighting power of the London police is comparable to that of the Royal Guards Grenadier, and perhaps the parliament may consider cutting the army's military spending as appropriate"

"The Honourable Thomas Corcorland, a Rear Admiral of the Royal Navy, who has just inherited the title of Earl of Dundonald and has risen to the House of Lords, said enthusiastically: The proposal of the citizens of London is very forward-looking"

"War Department Response: Corcoran, fuck you!" 》

According to an official insider, Charles-Louis-Napoleon Bonaparte, nephew of Napoleon Bonaparte, the First Emperor of the French Empire and the man-eating devil, had secretly entered London early the morning before yesterday on a merchant ship of the Kingdom of Two Sicilies at the West India Docks, and was 'warmly welcomed' by the working people of the East End.

At noon on the same day, Scotland Yard received a report that there was a kidnapping case with many witnesses in the East End, and Superintendent Arthur Hastings, the head of the Criminal Investigation Department of the Greater London Metropolitan Police Department and the star of the London police, immediately ordered that the team led by Claydon Jones, the sergeant of the Whitechapel Police Department of the London Metropolitan Police Force, immediately encircled and suppressed the Fred crime group, and successfully rescued Mr. Louis Bonaparte, who was receiving a "hot reception".

However, after investigation, Scotland Yard found that Mr. Louis Bonaparte lacked the passport necessary for entry, as well as the nationality and identity documents. Therefore, Scotland Yard made a second arrest of Mr. Louis Bonaparte, who was a guest at the Regency Crescent, after submitting the relevant documents and obtaining the approval of the Foreign Office and the Judiciary.

After the incident, our reporter interviewed several senior police officers of Scotland Yard and the respectable police officers who participated in the arrest.

Superintendent William Michel, who was 'bloody' discharged from the 11th Royal Infantry Regiment, said it was the first time he had fought the French since he was wounded in the Battle of Salamanca and sent home for treatment. However, it is clear that this victory came much easier than the battle of Salamanca, and in retrospect, Marshal Marmont, who led the French army in the Battle of Salamanca, was not so bad.

Superintendent Joseph Mathurin apparently disagreed with Superintendent William Michel, who believed that Marshal Sirte, who commanded the French army at the Battle of Arvuera, was of a higher level than Marmont, who, incidentally, was part of the 2nd Division of the 57th Royal Infantry Regiment to which Superintendent was subordinate at the time, and was under the command of Major General William Stewart.

Superintendent Michel sneered: "The Second Division was swimming but not attacking in the Battle of Busako, and in the Iberian Peninsula War of 1811-1812, it was lost most of the time, always on the march, and never reached its destination. As for the battle of Alvuela, you are too embarrassed to blow it, how did I hear that the Polish lancers, the servant army of the French at that time, broke their flanks with a single charge? 1,248 people were killed by the cavalry charge, and we 'bloody' can't beat this kind of achievement. ”

Superintendent Mathurin argued: "It's important to see our unwavering spirit! Don't forget how the nickname of our 57th regiment came from, we are just diehard! ”

Superintendent Michelle agreed: "It's true that everyone is dead, and the bodies are hardened. ”

After a cordial and friendly exchange between the two superintendents, the two superintendents finally calmed down with the mediation of Superintendent George Moseley, a retired member of the 5th Royal Guards Infantry Regiment 'Wellington Guards'.

When asked by a reporter why the operation against the French was much easier this time than Waterloo, Superintendent Moseley responded: "I think it is due to the difference in the personal level of the commanders of the two sides." It is true that the Duke of Wellington was the most prominent army general in British history, but Napoleon was also a genius, so Waterloo's anxiety is understandable. But in this arrest, there is obviously a gap in ability between an experienced police star like Superintendent Hastings and a junior like Mr. Louis Bonaparte, who is wanted by the Apennine state. That's why this arrest and the previous rescue are so powerful. Finally, we would like to thank all sectors of the community for their interest in our policing work, and we will continue to uphold the British tradition of 'the police are the public, and the public is the police', and provide firm and strong protection for the lives and property of Londoners." ”

Arthur sat in his office, reading the latest London newspapers line by line.

His gaze shifted slightly, and in an instant, he found a new line.

Marriage Notice: I am 21 years old, male, six feet tall, sunny and handsome......

Seeing this, Arthur couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and praised: "Benjamin is quite efficient, I only told him about this a few days ago, and it is everywhere today." From this point of view, I am afraid that the sales of the next issue of "British" will rise sharply. ”

As soon as Arthur finished speaking, he saw the Red Devil walking through the office door with a suitcase in his hand, a large-brimmed hat, and a whistle.

Seeing him like this, Arthur raised his hand and said hello: "Good morning, Agareth, is your vacation life quite pleasant?" ”

Hearing this, the Red Devil pushed his suitcase towards the desk, unceremoniously lifted the teapot and poured himself a full cup into his mouth: "The beaches of Portsmouth are barely passable, but the officers' canteens at the Royal Navy Base are still not as good as St. James's Palace." ”

When Arthur heard this, he leaned back in his chair and said, "Some of them are good to eat, a devil, and he is so picky." If I'm not mistaken, didn't you say you lived next to Bal's dungyard restaurant before? You can swallow that kind of environment, and you have been wronged by eating in the officer's canteen? ”

When the Red Devil heard this, he slapped the cup on the table, glared and scolded, "Barr? You don't say Bal, I almost forgot what I just did! Arthur, you'd better be careful, I find out that Barr's pica power may have invaded Britain! ”

Arthur took out his handkerchief and wiped the tea on the table as he asked, "What?" Have you discovered a specialty in London? ”

"It's not!" Agareth clapped his hands and threatened: "Do you know what I found when I just passed by the Thames?" I saw two men rescuing someone from the water! ”

Arthur nodded slightly in affirmation, "Isn't that good?" I seem to be reminded of your mention of this, and it seems that there is a newly formed civil society called ...... Well...... That's right, Save the Thames Drowning Society! You see, help each other and develop their swimming skills, if there were more enthusiastic people like this among the citizens of London, our work at Scotland Yard would be much easier. Agares, I know you have always had a low opinion of humanity, but you can't ignore the good deeds of others, can you? ”

Agareth shook his head and said, "Little bastard! I can't be jealous of such a good deed of saving people who have fallen into the water! But do you know what they did when they got people up? The two men actually took out a pipe and a tube from the first aid kit next to them. ”

Arthur picked up the teacup and said, "People have done such a great thing and saved a life, it shouldn't be too much to smoke slowly, right?" ”

"Is that a cigarette thing? Don't you ask about the pipe? ”

Seeing his anxious appearance, Arthur had to reluctantly obey: "Okay, what is that pipe for?" ”

Agareth tugged at his face with both hands, almost tearing himself into a mask of pain: "O my King Solomon! After the two men took out the pipe and pipe, one of them started to smoke with a fire, the other took off the drowning man's pants and threw the pipe into his ass, and then the other took a puff and breathed into the pipe, and took a puff and a puff into it. My thousands of years of experience were shattered by them in just ten minutes, like glass spilled all over the ground! ”

When Arthur heard this, his tea drinking stopped, and he stared at Agareth for a long time before putting down the teacup, and then he was silent for a while, and then asked, "Do you have ten more minutes to watch?" ”

The Red Devil was stunned for a moment, and then scolded angrily: "Arthur! You figure out the point for me! This kind of behavior is not something that ordinary humans can do, this is definitely the erosion of the human world by Baal's filthy power, if you stupid humans don't pay attention, you will soon be able to eat a snack like him! I saw that idiot who spit smoke rings into the pipe today and almost took a big bite! Well...... But it can't be said that maybe that's his purpose? ”

Arthur was also thinking about Agareth's question, but suddenly caught a glimpse of a newspaper advertisement.

He was stunned for a moment, then pointed to the printed picture in the newspaper and asked, "Is this what you saw today?" ”

Agareth looked down and saw that it was written - intestinal smoke therapy device, smoke therapy for various diseases, unanimously recommended by hundreds of doctors in London, verified by the Society for the Rescue of Thames Drowning People, and has now saved the lives of dozens of unfortunate drowning people.

Agareth stared at the newspaper for a long time, first for a moment, then a hint of suspicion, but in the end it turned into a kind smile: "Oh, my dear Arthur, wouldn't you consider buying one?" Refresh your gut? ”

"I'm sorry, I'm not interested."

"But the newspapers say, look, dozens of lives have been saved, and this is a machine of immeasurable merit, and I would call it the greatest invention of the nineteenth century! Look at you, the tobacco pipes are ready-made, you just buy a machine. ”

"Didn't you just say that this was a conspiracy by Baal, an invasion of Hell? Changed face so quickly? Agareth, you are a learned devil, don't you know if blowing smoke rings into your ass can save people? I guess those people must have done artificial respiration in addition to blowing smoke rings on the drowning person, right? ”

"Oh! My dear Arthur, you don't believe me, you have to trust the doctor, right? Damn it! The nineteenth century is incomparable, and the eighteen centuries before it have been lived in vain, and there is nothing more remarkable than the crucifixion of Jesus! How did they come up with such a shocking new invention? ”

"Agareth, I don't think a nineteenth-century doctor should have believed that it was indeed worth considering."

"Arthur, you're anti-intellectual!"

"I'm glad I do, I don't need any brains to work at Scotland Yard anyway, just obey."

"Don't you think you're progressing? Why are you so resistant to new things? ”

"You don't wear a high hat for me, Scotland Yard was called an authoritarian gendarme by the news media a while ago. As for you, Agareth, what kind of revenge are you doing? The hardships you have endured yourself, others have to go through it again? We don't have this stuff here from time to time. ”

"Huh! Arthur, you fuck ......"

Arthur glanced at him and continued to work at his desk, "Agares, you have worked hard to get me a bite to eat. Thankfully, though, Alexander didn't really fall into the Thames. I'll have to tell him about this incident today, and let him know that if he is drunk, he may not only fall into the river and drown, but even tear his sphincter. ”

Seeing that Arthur was not fooled, Agareth quickly lost interest in tricking him, and he leaned back at his desk and said, "It's boring, you little bastard really doesn't have any sense of humor." ”

"If in the context of the devil, eating this kind of 'sandwich snack' can be called humorous, then I am indeed inferior to you."

"Arthur! I don't have that interest. ”

"I try to trust you."

Seeing that he could not bargain for this, Agareth had no choice but to relent, and he twisted the lid of the sugar jar, intending to eat a piece of candy as usual to relieve the awkward atmosphere.

Unexpectedly, Arthur's hand slapped on the lid, and he stood up with an inexplicable disgust in his expression: "Have you washed your hands?" ”

The Red Devil was stunned for a moment, and he was about to get angry, when he heard a knock on the door from behind him.

Sergeant Field, who was holding the papers, pushed the door in and whispered, "Sir, Sir Peel has just sent someone to the hall, and he asks if you have time now, and he wants to talk to you about vinyl." ”

As soon as Sheriff Field finished speaking, there was a knock on the door again, and Tony hurriedly walked into the room and said, "Arthur, the autopsy report from the Royal Medical Society has come out, and the doctors seem to have some general doubts about the maid and the cause of death of the victim. They believe that there may be other possibilities besides drowning. ”

(End of chapter)