C2517 Paris Sleepless Night (2/2)

What the police chief said was not wrong. If it was a normal situation where a small secret gathering of dozens of people was held, he would rush up without hesitation and arrest all the illegal members of the gathering and throw them into the prison.

But today? Just the small underground tavern in front of them was filled to the brim with over 200 people, the majority of them being Workers' representative.

Each and every one of these people in the Workers' representative could quickly organize hundreds of workers and ordinary citizens.

There were more than a dozen secret gatherings like this in his own jurisdiction, which meant that if you moved, they could organize tens of thousands of crazy demonstrators in the area that night.

In the end, the white terror still bullied the number of people. The one with a lot of people, and the one with a gun, would naturally cruelly suppress the weaker one. However, if his opponent suddenly became strong, then he could easily tear them into pieces.

The so called rule of terror was immediately turned into a joke. At this time, the only thing they were afraid of was not the working class, but the military police who had been commanding the entire time.

Paris had been sleepless the whole night. All the slums and commoner districts had been mobilized, except for those inhabited by the nobility and the wealthy merchants.

The underground gathering that was normally well-hidden had now become semi-public. This was a blatant provocation to the Paris military police.

According to incomplete statistics from the Paris Police Department, there were more than 300 secret meetings that night, held at the same time. All the police forces in Paris had not been mobilized enough, and even a request for reinforcements had been made to the Ministry of War.

However, he had never expected that at such a crucial moment, the Army Department would fall silent. All the requests from the Police Department were turned down, and there was only one reason. The great man from Versailles was silent!

Those old cunning politicians with a keen sense of smell all realized that the attitude of the emperor had changed. It seemed that the emperor was going to change his policy of suppressing the working class.

Gan Bida stood on his own terrace, looking at the restless Paris night sky, he moved back and forth excitedly: ”There are no gunfire, no fire, no sound of leather boots chasing after everyone on the streets …”

”What exactly does Napoleon III want to do? Has he changed his character? You actually changed your cruel rule and became a gentle and refined gentleman? ”

”No, no, no, this is absolutely impossible. He's already so stubborn at that age, how could he possibly change his temperament?”

”There must be another reason why I didn't guess it. There must be other reasons why I didn't guess it!” God! Could it be that Napoleon III was determined to start a war? Is he going to reach a peace agreement with the parties before the war? ”

”There is only one possibility, only one possibility! Napoleon III is going to lower his head to the working class, he wants to create a relatively stable internal environment before the great war, it must be like this, and this is the only explanation … ”

Sigh … Gan Bida let out a long sigh, ”How did our national destiny become like this?” What a great opportunity to reconcile domestic conflicts! How could he let Pierre off so easily? What about that stupid guy Bonaparte? Just how many people did this spear of his send off with great care?

Gan Bida's guess was not wrong at all. That night, Napoleon III officially gave the order to the empire's military and General Staff, requesting them to carry out an extensive and comprehensive preparation for battle.

Dark clouds filled the skies above Europe, it looked like Napoleon had made up his mind!