C2983 Escaping from death? (1/2)
”Don't kill me, I'll tell you everything … Don't kill me! ” Another Secret Police screamed in fear.
”From now on, I am your subordinate. I will definitely listen to your orders and give me a chance …” ”Please!”
Raoult Rigo smiled and nodded, ”Very good, you are very smart... ”Don't think that you can lie to me. Tell me, who are the upper and lower levels that you are in contact with now?”
”From today onwards, I'll completely accept this line of yours …”
Raoult Rigo had a lot of experience in fighting with the Paris police. He completely understood these police officers' methods and tactics, and also understood how to fight for power and benefits.
He was the Police Chief of Police, but the Interim Defence Government would never admit to it. He was even wanted by the Interim Defence Government!
He did not care, he only stole all the secret records of the Secret Police s in Paris at the most volatile moment, which were his trump cards to control the plainclothes men.
If he found a secret plainclothes, he could coerce him to obey his orders. If he didn't open his eyes, he would naturally threaten his wife and children in plainclothes.
90% of the people would not be able to take a bullet if it was truly related to their family's safety. If it was an isolated person or someone of little value, Li Gao would not be stingy with a bullet, just like the one who had just been shot.
Killing and threatening were both real. As long as one of them told his secret, the other would tell him a line and he would be able to control all of the Secret Police in Paris one by one.
Since the founding of the Republic, Rigaud had controlled more than six hundred plainclothes policemen in the short span of a dozen days. There were no longer any secrets in Paris for him.
Eugene and Andrew's business was being watched by him from the beginning, he did not expect the two to have such guts, but after Andrew bought another three pawnshops, Li Gao felt that he had to take action.
Communicating with the enemy to sell off one's country is a huge crime, and not handing over the money is also a serious crime. What the National Guard lacks now is military expenditures, if I don't kill a fat sheep like you, who else can I kill?
However, Rigaud did not give the order to kill. It was not because he cared about these two merchants, but because he cared about the Chinese people outside the city!
Li Gao wasn't the highest ranking member of the left faction. He had only heard rumors that there was a secret agreement between the upper echelons and the Chinese.
This level of information was something that not even Li Gao knew about. It was precisely because of this worry that Eugene and Andrew had been able to save their lives.
Their heads were tied up in black pockets, and they were transported to a secret prison, which was filled with dirty, dark, smelly people of all kinds.
No one had even untied the ropes on their bodies, not even the black cloth bags on their heads!
”Are we going to die?” Andrew said in despair.
”No …” God will not abandon us... ”We will definitely not die …” Eugene was extremely sincere at the moment, as if he had forgotten the day before yesterday and had personally sold a thirteenth century silver cross to the pagan.
Just when the two of them were despairingly waiting for their final judgement, Raoult Rigo saw Blanqui.
”Respected teacher, I have caught two merchants who are in cahoots with the enemy, Eugene and Andrew. They are the owners of the pawnshop that has been in the limelight for the past few days …”
Li Gao reported in detail to Blanqui about the crimes of these people secretly selling the national treasure to the Chinese and strongly requested that they be shot to death. However, he never expected that Blanqui would actually stay silent.
The grey-haired old revolutionary fell into deep thought. No one knew what he was thinking, but perhaps he was fighting his own idealism.
From the point of view of a patriotic nationalist, the two merchants who sold their country for profit could definitely be killed. How could the artistic treasure of a France be given to the Chinese people?