Pierre's mood was unspeakable. To be honest, he already understood what was going on since the moment Wang Huaiyuan ordered him to be under house arrest.

They are all doing intelligence work, and they know all the stuffings in the buns. It is understandable that the Chinese are going to go to war with their motherland. If they don’t believe them, they are understandable.

To be honest, Director Wang is very kind and kind, and he supports himself with delicious food and drink. When he is fine, he can go out to listen to the drama and go out for a walk in the city... The criminals are not treated so well, at least the criminals can't afford to drink a bottle of good red wine worth ten pounds per bottle.

After thinking about everything, Pierre chose not to resist and quietly enjoyed his rare holiday, but he never expected that the head of state would personally order him to release him and let him continue to return to the intelligence work.

This is really unexpected. Pierre never expected that Xiao Letian would give him such great trust, and that he was about to go to war with France but still believed in the loyalty of his Frenchman.

Pierre is also a person who is grateful for his kindness. For this kind of benefactor who respects himself and supports himself, he must work harder to repay him.

The result was Pierre's shocking discovery. He actually successfully conjectured the probability of this assassination and contacted Xiao Letian at the most critical moment.

Then Pierre arrived at the scene and met with the head of state, and everyone deduced the extortion of Bavaria!

When Xiao Rotten and Besme started leaving by train, Xiao Rotten asked Pierre to wait in his carriage. The anxious Pierre didn't know what the Chief of the Head of State was going to say. He waited for more than four hours before he saw the Chief of State with a tired face coming back.

Xiao Letian looked at Pierre with a choked voice and sighed, "You haven't had supper yet, are you?"

Isn't this obvious? On the table beside Pierre, two sandwiches were placed in a white plate, and the rest were placed in it.

What is even more surprising is that the wine cabinet is right behind Pierre, but the drunkard didn't touch a single bite. This is not what he usually looks like.

"You were not so reserved before. You drank a lot of good wine I kept in private. Why did you see you so much today?"

"The Head of State... Didn't this meet Fangguan? She doesn't like me drinking, so I have to calm down..."

"Let's get it... I don't know how much you drink yet. It won't delay your work within three bottles of red wine... OK, I won't waste time anymore, just straight to the point!"

"Do you know what I'm going to say to you?"

Pierre said with a wry smile, "What else can it be? It's not the upcoming war, it's not the way you want to know my attitude..."

"What you said is right, not right! I asked you to come today, mainly to untie your knots and to reassure myself!"

"You Pierre is a talented person, I must use it! But you Pierre is also a Frenchman. The Chinese senior executives are worried. This is also a normal psychology. You cannot hold grudges!"

"No... Please rest assured, Head of State. I can understand the worries of Director Wang and others. They are all intelligence-related. These are all rules, I understand!"

"Very good, you can figure it out the best, but have you thought of the idea? I think I still have to share my heart with you!"

"Pierre! You must always remember that I, Xiao Letian, do not hate France, especially this nation. On the contrary, I have always been kind to this most important power in Europe!"

"These are the information sent just in the morning. It's very detailed. You can take a closer look!" Xiao Letian threw over a stack of thick kraft paper file bags.

Unlocking the cotton rope, Pierre took out countless photos from it, and each photo had detailed text descriptions!

"This is the scene record of the 200,000-person parade broke out some time ago in Paris, and it is all top secret! I'm afraid Napoleon III doesn't have such clear photos in his hand!"

"What is France now? You can see it clearly for yourself!"

The scenes in the photos are extremely shocking, and what surprised Pierre was that only a small part of these photos were scenes of the conflict, while more were some of the various situations before and after the demonstration.

Xiao Letian told smart people that there is no need to go around the corner. "I won't show you the photos of murders at the conflict, because you know very well that our spies are adding fuel to the fire in the middle... What I want you to see is that in the past few years when you are not in France, how conflict has reached in your domestic social conflicts!"

Pierre's hands trembled. This is a photo of a poor family. The woman in the center of the picture was on her face and didn't know what soup to cook. A long spoon was stirring slowly. The pot of soup in the light and shadow could illuminate the figure.

The hardships of life are suppressed by women who have no sad expressions, only deep numbness!

On the edge of the photo, you can only see a man sitting in the corner smoking constantly, and under his dirty work clothes was a thin body.

A child in the cradle was looking at the ceiling with empty eyes, and the whole picture was dead!

"This child died two hours after taking the photo... died of complications caused by severe malnutrition! This is the family of a coal shoveler in a steel mill!"

"That man has to work more than 12 hours a day, but he can't afford a glass of milk. He can only watch the child starve to death!"

"Let's watch it down! There are countless scenes like this!"

Pierre began to flip quickly with his hands tremblingly. Sure enough, the thick photos were full of the hardships of the people at the bottom of Paris. In all the photos, people were hungry, pain, numbness, and sadness... They could no longer be called human, they were all dead trees that were about to die.

In the photo, a child steals things and is beaten by gentlemen carrying civilized sticks. The mother of three children has no choice but to be the lowest-ranking prostitute.

The workers who lost one hand in the factory accident did not have any pensions and could only lie on the street waiting for people's alms. A group of hungry wild children rushed into the bakery to grab food, and finally got chased and beaten up by a group of adults.

The pictures formed a hell-like Ukiyo-e, which was presented naked in front of Pierre.

The emotional intelligence officer shivered and his scalp was numb, as if every strand of his hair was standing up.

"How could this happen? How could this happen... When I left France, the people were poor, but they were not so poor!"

"Haha... what can you see? After all, you are a top student at Imperial College. Your job is also very good. Although it is hidden, you still have a bowl of rice!"

"Your old classmates and friends also often support you, so you have no worries about your life. You don't know how difficult the workers and farmers are!"
Chapter completed!