Chapter 14 Closing the Net

Guizot's face froze, and he looked at Valian: "Watch your people! What is he talking about?"

The carriage suddenly stopped, and the latter showed a smile that was uglier than crying, and slightly turned sideways. Guizot then saw that there was a dagger against his lower back.

Guizot's pupils shrank, and he jumped up suddenly, trying to grab the door handle, but the thin man was faster. The moment his butt just left the seat, his right hand had already caught his neck and pressed him against the backrest.

Guizot struggled hard and shouted hysterically:

"Let me go! I am the chief of police in Paris! You have no evidence, you can't arrest me!"

The man who had been silent sitting on the right side of Valiant suddenly spoke:

"I, Ambroise de Herman, witnessed everything just now on behalf of Her Majesty the Queen, and I can prove that you are guilty."

The car door was opened from the outside, and Arden and a policeman pointed their guns at Guizot, looking angry and saying: "I was driving just now. We heard it too, and we can all testify!"

Guzot collapsed immediately...

In the open space of the Saint-Antoine District Police Station, Joseph watched a large number of police officers running in front of him in a line, nodding to them continuously, and the police officers responded with loud slogans.

Arden was very excited and was still chattering to the prince about what happened in the morning, unable to stop:

"Viscount Antoine's men were waiting at the corner of the street and took Guizot away directly. I think they went to the interrogation room of the secret police... cough, the royal police. I followed another team to search Guizot's home. I saw some bulges on the head of the bed and felt something was wrong. After breaking it open, I found the secret compartment..."

Joseph had just heard this story and smiled, "Then we found the notebook. You have done a great job this time."

Guizot's notebook recorded the intelligence of the main gangs and a large number of criminals in the Saint-Antoine district. The last few pages of the notebook recorded that Guizot provided protection for these people and collected black money.

Joseph immediately mobilized all his police forces and cooperated with his own guards to follow the map and go straight to the criminals' nest.

The Saint-Antoine district ushered in a very turbulent day. The gang members and criminals were caught off guard and chased all over the street, but they were soon pinned to the ground by the anti-explosion waist, and some of those who resisted stubbornly were shot.

The arrest operation lasted for two days. After the citizens got the news, they consciously stayed at home to cooperate with the police's actions. Some brave people even took sticks and helped the police intercept criminals at the street corners.

The cells of the Saint-Antoine District Police Station were soon filled, and the subsequent criminals were all sent to the Bastille.

Such a big commotion attracted reporters from almost all of Paris to come and inquire.

On the Rue des Irises Blanc, a middle-aged man with disheveled hair, deep nasolabial folds, and a deep expression, as if he was thinking about life at any time, frowned and looked across the street, where a team of royal guards were leading seven or eight people with their hands tied, dejected, and bloody mouths and noses.

The young man beside him said nervously: "Mr. Mara, you really don't have to come here in person. It seems quite dangerous here..."

"It doesn't matter." Mara waved his hand, "If you don't go to the scene in person, you will never know the truth!"

He walked quickly into a grocery store, bought some things casually, pointed at the royal guards in the distance and asked the owner: "Do you know what they are doing? Catching political prisoners?"

The owner rolled his eyes at him and said unhappily: "What political prisoners? The ones tied up are guys from the Viper Gang. They have never done anything good!"

As he said, he rolled up his sleeves and revealed a scar: "Look, I was beaten by the Viper Gang last year. Before the Crown Prince brought the new police team, They extort me 5 livres every month! May God bless the Crown Prince, now these hateful guys have finally been caught! I will have money to buy some butter for my children in the future! "

Mara habitually took out his notebook and began to record: "Can you tell me about the new police force?"

"Of course." The shopkeeper put down his work, looked at him and said, "You are a reporter, right? Haha, can you write my words of thanks to the Crown Prince in the newspaper?"

"Ah? Yes, yes..."

After chatting for a while, Marat, who was filled with words praising the Crown Prince, left the grocery store suspiciously, stopped a passerby on the street, and asked again what the police and guards were doing.

Then he got an answer similar to that of the shopkeeper.

After interviewing seven or eight people in a row, visiting the security booth on White Iris Street, and even directly asking the arrested murderer, he finally began to believe that the royal family had done something very beneficial to the people!

This is too abnormal!

In his impression, the royal family and those nobles have always only oppressed and bullied the people, and this is definitely the first time that they have not charged everyone for eliminating harm for the people.

But he is a person who respects facts. After getting a lot of first-hand interview materials, he immediately returned to the hotel and wrote down the title of tomorrow's press release on paper - "The Crown Prince's reform of police affairs has achieved remarkable results and eradicated the root of crime in the Saint-Antoine district in one fell swoop."

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Several gray-black carriages drove along the north bank of the Seine towards the Palace of Versailles.

In the middle car, Joseph coughed and felt like he was sitting on a pile driver, and he was about to be shaken apart.

He rubbed his dizzy forehead and said to himself: I have to quickly get spring shock absorbers, and it would be better if there are tires. I will have many days to ride in a carriage in the future, so don't let this thing shake me badly.

Yesterday he received a letter of commendation from the cabinet, praising his achievements in eliminating criminals in the Saint-Antoine district in one fell swoop, and asked him to return to the Palace of Versailles to report on his work, with the signatures of the king and queen at the end.

Joseph smiled and shook his head in his heart. He had reported to the police more than 20 days after taking office. This was a record. It was probably because the 16th and the queen missed their son and found an excuse to let him go back.

But this coincided with his plan.

Joseph did not plan to stay in the police department forever. His primary goal was always to save the French finances and prevent the country from going bankrupt and being beheaded by the mob.

He could just use the achievements of this fight against crime to ask the queen for the position of assistant to the Minister of Finance and see what reasons those people in the cabinet would have to object.

To be honest, Guizot was the one who made such a great achievement in the Saint-Antoine district.

If he hadn't spent tens of thousands of livres to create chaos, he would not have been able to carry out the "anti-gang and evil" operation that shocked the whole of Paris.

Joseph's eyes swept over the pages in his hand.

Those were Guizot's confession and interrogation records sent by the secret police.

He learned from this that his operation of reorganizing the police force affected the police department's selling police positions to make money, thus attracting Guizot's crazy revenge.

Stimulated by the 20,000 livres, the gang members in the Saint-Antoine district killed more than a dozen citizens in a few days, and injured more people. The situation was almost out of control.

Joseph couldn't help but take a deep breath. If it weren't for Similion's lack of anti-financial reconnaissance awareness, he would definitely be in a mess, and the police reform might be abandoned halfway.

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