C2627 National Day (1/2)

In the long underground passage, spies wearing overalls were transporting these leaflets that emitted a unique smell of ink.

There were a million and a half leaflets, all of which had to be placed in the middle of the parade this morning, so a meticulous plan had to be made.

The spies had planned the streets for the parade, estimated the maximum number of people each street could hold, and had already set a high vantage point.

The great transformation of Paris City was something that Napoleon was very proud of. It was because of his great investment that Paris had now become the most prosperous, cleaner, and more beautiful modern metropolis in the world at that time.

In particular, the sewer system in Paris was the best in the world. Many areas could even be used for shipping, and the Seine was also used to wash the sewer system.

The access to the waterway was as difficult as a maze. Although it could bring about the city's hygiene and cleanliness, it was a pity that this complicated terrain gave all the conspirators a place to hide.

The criminals are committing crimes here, the working class is hiding here to avoid the search and arrest, the spies from various countries are secretly operating here … The Parisian police were aware of these dangers, but the groundwater system was too complicated, and their police force was too weak.

For example, today, the policemen in the sewers were powerless to stop the Prussian spy's movements. There were a few police bodies lying around in the dirty puddle, but the spies still followed their original plans.

No one had expected that Pierre, the gold medal spy who had defected from France, had snuck into Paris and was standing under a small iron net, smoking a cigarette and looking up at the view.

This was a small alley close to the Champs-Elysées. The iron drainage entrance was quietly placed on the road, and countless of feet trampled over it, destroying the strands of sunlight.

The crowd gathered in front of the Champs-Elysées. Everyone wanted to be the closest to the Tuileries' Palace, and everyone wanted to hear the Emperor's National Celebration.

However, this was impossible. Most people could only enjoy the bustling atmosphere at the periphery!

The tens of thousands of Parisians on the street had no idea that there was a group of spies waiting right under their feet.

Pierre shook his head, dodging the blinding dizziness in the splintery gold of the sun, and thought above his head that the lady was standing on it, and that Pierre could now bravely enjoy the view under the dress.

The nineteenth century's women did not wear pants, everyone had to wear their dresses, otherwise they would think they were betraying the rules!

The dresses of women of that era were not as simple and casual as those of the later generations. The more noble a woman was, the more complicated the dresses they wore.

This kind of dress was very inconvenient. Then, for convenience's sake, a woman could only choose to wear a hollow dress!

Therefore, all transmigrators should be reminded not to think of any sexy underwear to sell since time immemorial. There was no market for them!

Pierre looked at the scenery under the skirt for a good while, until a spy beside him reminded him in a low voice. Only then did he withdraw his look of nostalgia.

”Sir!” In another twenty minutes, French Emperor will deliver his National Day speech! ”Now that all the leaflets have been delivered, you should leave Paris as soon as possible …”

”The carriage is waiting for you in the outskirts, you should be returning home now!”

Pierre glanced at it again reluctantly. ”I can't bear to!” I really want to see the final expression on Napoleon III's face! ”

”My apologies, sir. The Chief's orders are strict. If you are unwilling to leave, then we will have to use forced methods …”