Scotland Yard cell, Louis Bonaparte's cell.

Wheatstone, Arthur, and Louis Bonaparte sat at a small table with a bottle of wine and a plate of steamed potatoes and a small plate of salt for dipping.

Louis Bonaparte lifted the half-left bottle of wine, looked at the label on it, and wondered: "Wouldn't it be too extravagant to pair potatoes with Lysalune's wine?" ”

Arthur sat on the bench and peeled the potatoes as he replied, "It's not a big deal, this wine was given by someone else anyway." Besides, the original owner of the wine did not necessarily like the delicious food when he tasted it. ”

Louis Bonaparte asked, "Who are you talking about?" ”

Arthur dipped a potato in a little salt and threw it into his mouth: "Arthur Wellesley, Duke of Wellington, I have been to his mansion a few times, and each time I can see him roast meat that has been cooled for a long time with a variety of high-end wines. I had asked him why he didn't eat hot, and the Duke told me that it was a habit he had developed during the Iberian War, and that he often ate only one meal a day because of the urgency of the march and the need to arrange various things. And every time he and the staff officers had a meeting, the prepared meal was already cold, so he used good wine with cold meat to accompany the meal, and after eating for a long time, he fell in love with the taste. ”

Wheatstone was curious when he heard this: "Then when you went to be a guest, did the Duke of Wellington invite you to eat cold meat?" ”

Arthur shook his head: "That's not true, it's impossible for His Excellency the Duke not to know how to treat guests, even if he doesn't care about these things, the butler will arrange it for him." When I took Alexander to the London 1st banquet, the Duke of Wellington served us quite a lot of food, I think about it...... Roast veal with sweet orange, fried sole with anchovy sauce, roasted pigeon and lark, a bowl of rich Windsor cream soup, stewed rump, turtle soup and raisin pudding.

By the way, the Duke of Wellington also has an Indian chef at home, which he brought back from there in the early years when he fought the Second Maratha War in India, the cook's craftsmanship left a deep impression on me, the taste of the curry is simply amazing, I also specially asked him for the recipe, you can also write it down and try to make it at home, 8 ounces of turmeric, 4 ounces of coriander seeds, 2 ounces of cumin powder, 2 ounces of fenugreek seeds plus half an ounce of chili, as for the onion and garlic that are essential for curry, Just add it according to your personal taste.

Oh! The Indian cook told me that using lemon juice to make sour is actually a misconception of the British, and that authentic Indian curry is made with a spice mixture of tamarind, sour apple, bitter gourd and mango. It's just that because the variety of spices in Britain is so scarce, even he, the most authentic Indian, can't 100% reproduce the original Indian curry. ”

When Louis Bonaparte heard this, his stomach growled, and he could only pick up a potato and dip it in some salt to satisfy his hunger.

When Arthur saw him like this, he simply took out half of the bread wrapped in newspaper from the cloth bag he carried with him and put it on the table, and then picked up the small knife on the table and inserted it into the puff pastry of the bread.

Arthur pushed the bread along with the newspaper and said, "My working meal today, with a little ham stuffed in it, is barely a British specialty. ”

Louis Bonaparte stared at the ham loaf for a long time, then looked up at Arthur and asked, "Then you didn't eat at noon today?" ”

Arthur picked up the small potato on the table between his two fingers: "I'm almost full of this." So use it, Monsieur Bonaparte, for for you have been invited here, and you have suffered a little unjustified. However, please understand that we are only enforcing the law, not against you or your family, and the Army's work is not ours. ”

When Louis Bonaparte heard this, he nodded his head while cutting ham and bread with a knife: "I understand this, but you must at least tell me when you will release me?" ”

Arthur leaned back in his chair and chewed on potatoes: "I guess it's coming soon, I heard that a lady who claims to be your mother came from overseas yesterday and brought a copy of your identification documents with her." Your uncle, Mr. Joseph Bonaparte, accompanied her to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs this morning, and I am sure that your passport will be issued in a short time. The day your passport is issued, and that's when you're released from prison. ”

"My mother?" Louis Bonaparte's face turned pale with shock, and even the knife he was holding fell on the table: "She...... Where did she come from? ”

Arthur, who had already checked him and his mother, said lightly: "According to the information I have received, she is from Rome. Your mother, as soon as she found out that you and your brother had secretly gone to Rome to join the charcoal revolt, set out from Switzerland to get you both back. But she searched around the war zone despite the flames of war, but she never saw the two of you. It was your uncle who sent her a message, and she found out that you had been arrested in London, so she came from Rome to get you back. But ......"

Arthur paused suddenly: "Your mother, the beautiful Madame Otanese de Beauharne, has been asking our Foreign Office for the past two days if she has seen your second brother, Louis II, the former King of the Netherlands. I came to you today to ask for an answer. ”

When Louis Bonaparte heard this, he felt that his heart was in his throat, and his upper and lower lips trembled, and he was silent for a long time before telling the truth: "I...... My second brother, he, contracted hives while fleeing and died of illness in Forler......"

Hearing this, Arthur's eyes widened slightly: "This...... I'm sorry to hear that. But I thought it would be better for you to tell your mother the news yourself, because I guess there must be a lot of stories in it. Mr. Bonaparte, do you need me to arrange a meeting between you and your mother this afternoon? ”

"Don't!" When Louis Bonaparte heard this, he hurriedly stopped: "You...... Scotland Yard might as well lock me up for a few more days, I'm ...... I've been thinking about how I'm going to explain this to my mother for the past two days. ”

Hearing this, Arthur nodded slightly, he patted Wheatstone's shoulder on the side, and motioned for him to get up with him, leaving Louis Bonaparte alone to be quiet.

Wheatstone looked a little unbearable, and he comforted: "Louie, if you are in a bad mood, you can talk to me at any time, of course, you can come alone." I...... I'll live next door to you, and it's the same when we go out, we're neighbors. ”

Arthur took Wheatstone out of the door, and before leaving, he didn't forget to remind him: "If you need anything, just call the guards here, as long as it's not an excessive request, we will try to accommodate you." ”

With that, he took the cell door with him.

As soon as he walked out, Arthur breathed a sigh of relief, and when he turned his head, he saw a few manuscripts under Wheatstone's armpits, and couldn't help but wonder: "What is that?" ”

Wheatstone was still thinking about what happened to his new friend, and replied absentmindedly: "Haven't I been locked up here for the past two days?" Anyway, I didn't have much to do, so I just made up the papers for the few experiments I had done before. ”

"Really? Can I take a look? ”

"Take it."

Arthur took the manuscript and glanced at it, only to see that it was written entirely in French.

If it had been more than half a year ago, Arthur would definitely not have been able to understand it, but due to the temptation of the first French version of "The Human Comedy" that Vidocq brought to Alexandre Dumas, coupled with Alexandre Dumas's more than half a year of intensive make-up classes, Arthur's understanding of French has long been limited to the swear words commonly used by swearers.

Fortunately, because Arthur's French teacher was a well-known 19th-century politician, his mastery of political vocabulary was not comparable to that of ordinary beginners, and this helped him understand the manuscript at hand.

Arthur flipped through the manuscript as he spoke, "Charles." ”

Wheatstone suddenly said, "What's wrong?" ”

Arthur looked up and asked, "Do you want to be exiled to Elba or St. Helena?" ”

"Exile?" Wheatstone was taken aback: "Arthur, are you getting more and more excessive?" ”

"No, Charles, it's not me who is excessive."

Arthur pointed to the title of the manuscript and asked Wheatstone, "Look at Political Dreams." Charles, do you want to tell me that your experiment was to build the First French Empire? If that is the case, there is a good reason for us to exile you to those two islands, according to the norms of British case law. ”

Wheatstone then reacted: "It's not my manuscript, damn it, I must have taken it wrong, it's Louie's." ”

Arthur handed the manuscript back, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Then you can return it to him when he is in a good mood, and by the way, I suggest that he change the name of this manuscript that has not yet been written, such as "Make France Great Again" or something, which is much more inflammatory than "Political Dreams". Well...... At least, I think that fat man in Alexander will definitely be fooled. ”

"Fooled?" Wheatstone raised an eyebrow and asked, "You mean Louie is a liar?" ”

Arthur just smiled: "A liar can't talk about it, if he's a liar, it's relatively safe." What worries me the most is that he may have believed it himself. ”

Wheatstone only shook his head when he heard this, and he was noncommittal about Arthur's words.

Mr. Wheatstone, who has a strong sense of self-management, returned to the cell quite consciously, and only left one sentence: "It's too complicated, it seems that I am still not suitable to be the president of the Royal Society, I just do some research that I like." ”

Arthur didn't object to Wheatstone's opinion, he stood there and was about to leave, but Agareth, who had been standing behind Arthur and manipulating the pipe, couldn't help but shake his tongue and laugh when he heard this.

"Ahh Don't say that, Arthur. You have to know that in most cases, the leader of the crowd is usually just a leading instigator, but his role is not to be underestimated. Leaders usually have strong and enduring willpower, which is an extremely rare, extremely powerful quality that is enough to conquer everything, in other words, only the most extreme people can become leaders. But even so, the so-called leader is often led at first, he himself is hypnotized by the theory, and then he wants to teach this set of things to others. From generation to generation, it has been like this for many generations. ”

When Arthur heard this, he just lit a fire and smoked a cigarette and said, "Are you talking about the leader Jesus?" ”

The Red Devil, who had been standing behind Arthur, smiled even brighter when he heard this: "Oh, my dear Arthur, you have finally touched the doorway. I guess you feel it, right? Whether religious, political, or religious-political, the essence of human leaders has been the same for thousands of years. ”

Arthur glanced back at him: "No wonder you devil don't talk much about religion anymore, I have to say that you, an old salesman from hell, are quite adaptable to the changes of the times." ”

The Red Devil took off his hat and thanked him: "Thanks for the compliment, but then again, have you ever considered establishing your own Papal State?" ”

"The Papal States? Then you may be looking for the wrong person. Arthur pointed to Louis Bonaparte's cell and said, "Those who can build the Papal States are sitting here." ”

……

In the Scotland Yard director's office, Director Rowan, who had just finished lunch, leaned back in his chair and read a letter he had just sent from the White Club, the seat of the Tory group.

Knock knock.

"Come in."

Luo Wan looked up and saw Arthur who entered the door, and couldn't help but smile: "Arthur, although I don't know how you did it, but you did a good job." Sir Peel had just written that Bernie Harrison was willing to drop the lawsuit against Scotland Yard, but he had a small request. ”

Arthur said: "He probably hopes that at the same time that he withdraws the charge, Scotland Yard will stop investigating the murder case, right?" ”

"That's right." Luo Wan leaned back in his chair: "So it seems that you grabbed his little tail?" ”

"The evidence I have so far can't beat him to death, but it's enough to get him into a mess. The information obtained by the London Police Intelligence Service did not confirm his incrimination, but it made the Tories lose confidence in him. ”

Luo Wan nodded and said: "I have also seen the clues of the case you submitted, whether it is the Marsh test arsenic method or the paper on the use of hair autopsy, it is very practical and creative." And I've got something interesting on my hands lately, and if I put these newspapers out along with the news of the murder, it would ruin not only Congressman Harrison's political career, but also his perfume and cosmetics business. ”

With that, Rowan slid a few newspaper clippings down his desk and into Arthur's eyes.

Arthur picked up the newspaper clippings, and saw that they were all advertisements for arsenic-containing cosmetics, and the advertisements were published by Congressman Harrison's cosmetics company.

- Arsenic has long been known with all sorts of horrific adjectives, and ladies are obsessed with all kinds of whitening cosmetics but are jealous of its toxicity. But when Mr. Harrison set out for Austria a few years ago, he found a group of villagers in the Styrian region of Austria who were feeding on 'poison', and villagers in other nearby areas often ridiculed them as rat poison eaters.

- The inquisitive Mr. Harrison, who had lived in the village for several days, was surprised to find that the villagers swallowed small doses of arsenic almost every day, and they sprinkled arsenic on bread or lard and used it as a seasoning. According to Mr. Harrison's calculations, the amount of consumption accumulated by these villagers in a week has long exceeded the fatal limit. However, these villagers are not only not in good health, but their cheeks are rosy, the men are strong, the women are plump, and even their sexual prowess has been enhanced. And judging from the various young men who have stepped through the threshold of the villagers of Styria and come to propose, this is by no means a lie.

- Mr. Harrison also interviewed a local milkmaid, who according to this lovely and charming lady, was originally frightened by the big guy to wear arsenic, but then by chance, she began to follow the trend. After a few months, she began to become plump and round, becoming what her suitors wanted. But when Mr. Harrison returned a few months later after a trip around the Mediterranean, he found that the woman had died of illness.

- Yes, taking arsenic in moderation can increase your attractiveness, but excessive use of arsenic can lead to death. Mr. Harrison followed up for a long time and finally found the balance between human health and beauty and fullness not long ago! Eight years of follow-up research, comprehensive verification by dozens of pharmacists, the latest work of Mr. Bernie Harrison, a cosmetics tycologist!

- Allow me to introduce you to the best products of Bernie Harrison Cosmetics & Pharmaceuticals in 1831, the fragrance of roses from the shores of the Mediterranean, the mystery of the baby-like skin of the villagers of Styria, and the biggest discovery of the year's oral health products for women - the secrets of Styria. At present, it is sold in major pharmacies and cosmetics stores in London, and it is only sold for 1 shilling a bottle, so what are you waiting for? Let's start the beauty of the last century!

When Arthur saw this, he just couldn't help muttering: "Cheating women of their money and wanting their lives, Mr. Harrison is so ruthless." ”

Plus more in the middle of the night, let's get up tomorrow and see

(End of chapter)