With the tiredness of the morning, Charles struggled to wake up from his bed, and the residual hangover from last night still gave him some headaches.

It seems to have seen that Charles was not in a good mood, and after visiting the Lucien-Leflair family, Albert took him to a tavern yesterday for most of the night, and this guy always had no shortage of places to play.

Drunk, Charles stumbled out of the tavern at one or two o'clock in the evening, but luckily there were a number of horse-drawn carriages outside the tavern (the coachmen knew how easy it was to solicit customers in the early hours of the morning), allowing him to return to his secret residence for a night's rest.

I have to say that such a hangover is indeed easy to reduce stress, and after playing for such a night, Charles feels that the pressure in his heart has disappeared a lot.

Yes, after a party with the banker Baron Beauvang and the future Prince of the Empire, Joseph Bonaparte, his already preoccupied heart was a little more stressed and heavy, a heaviness that could not be told to anyone, but he could only remain in his heart.

Out of a sense of urgency, Charles went to Lucien-Leflaire's house yesterday and revealed his identity directly to him and his wife, almost startling them on the spot. Fortunately, as they had expected, the couple did not want to denounce themselves at all, but promised to seriously consider his proposal, and also promised to convey it to the Counts of Delillion.

The purpose of Charles' visit was thus easily accomplished.

He hoped that the young couple would be able to get on the line with the Keeper of the Seals' family and get a little bit of a relationship with the Army, though he knew it would be a little risky. But it's much safer than looking for someone in the dark. And from what he knew about Lucien and the Delier family, the risk was almost negligible.

As a result, Charles is now feeling a little nervous. And there are some expectations.

If nothing else, it won't be long before the second lady of the Diliion family, Matilda, the glasses lady, will come to find her. He thought to himself.

After getting up, he washed hastily, and then, as usual, planned to see what was the announcement for today.

With the help of a horse-drawn carriage, he came to a small café. Then he sat down in a regular seat and drank a cup of coffee and took a newspaper from the table.

After leaving the café, he opened the newspaper.

…………

What the!

Damn it!

After reading the note written in code. Charles's face instantly became extremely difficult to look at.

"Arrested? Damn it! What's going on! ”

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As in the past, Kong Ze arrived at the Ministry of the Interior where he worked early in the morning, and slowly walked through the hall with very rhythmic steps, following the route that he had already familiarized. Then go around one floor after another of corridors and stairs. Walked to the door of his office.

At this moment, he suddenly found a subordinate standing in the hallway at the door of his office.

His face was haggard, his clothes were disheveled, and his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like he hadn't slept last night. After seeing Kong Ze coming, he showed joy on his face and hurried over to greet him.

Kong Ze made a gesture for him to stop talking, and then opened his office.

Now only he has the key to the office. The ministry once planned to give him a secretary, but he refused because he didn't find a suitable candidate. Ready to find a suitable candidate to fill this vacancy - Kong Ze would rather work hard himself than let the incompetent get too close to him, so as not to be accidentally dragged down, and it is a big deal to spend more time on those meaningless documents.

It wasn't until he walked into the office and sat down in that chair that he looked at his subordinates with a blank face.

"Is there anything you want to report?"

"Very important thing, sir." The subordinates hurriedly spoke, their faces a little anxious.

Kong Ze picked up a page of official documents on his desk and carefully glanced at the duty schedule he had drawn up on it earlier.

"You were on patrol around Boble Street last night, right?"

"Yes, sir." The subordinate suppressed the anxiety on his face and replied respectfully.

"What's wrong, what's the discovery?" Kong Ze's tone was still very flat, but he already had some expectations in his heart.

"There were several people who tried to bring a large number of weapons to my patrol area, and I seized them. They were well disguised, pretending to be transporting coal, but fortunately, Zuihou still showed the stuffing and was caught by us. ”

Kong Ze's eyes instantly widened for half a circle, and then he quickly regained his composure.

"Caught smuggling weapons? Very good, looks like you're doing a good job. How many weapons are there? ”

"That's exactly what I'm telling you, sir, a lot, a lot." The subordinate replied as he took out a page from his bosom, "Look, this is the list we counted this batch of munitions overnight yesterday......"

The "calmness of the leader" that was forcibly pretended to collapse in an instant, and the excitement of the hound discovering its prey at this moment overshadowed all the other thoughts in Kong Ze's mind.

"Give it to me!" Kong Ze almost shouted.

Then, as if remembering something, he imitated his own minister, and with the smile that is common on the face of a minister, he added, "You have worked hard. ”

However, it seemed that because he had not learned much from home, the smile he barely squeezed out on his face looked very incongruous on this stiff face, and his pale face could not make people see much encouragement and sincerity.

But as a subordinate, how else can one answer?

Naturally, he could only answer with a smile. "Xiexie, sir."

Kong Ze directly took over the list.

Even with some mental preparation, he was still taken aback by the string of items and numbers.

"There are so many?! What's going on? Are those republicans so rampant?! ”

He muttered something in a low voice, then looked up at his subordinate eagerly.

"Did you catch someone?"

"Caught two. Ran a few. The subordinate immediately replied.

"Good!" Kong Ze stood up and walked in front of this subordinate of his own, "You did a very good job. Don't worry, I'll take credit for you. ”

What he said was sincere, and the more useful his subordinates were, the happier they were. Excitement had completely taken over his mind. It was clear that he had sabotaged a conspiracy, and he felt that he was one step closer to a new feat.

What's next? Is it status or money? Or will it be promoted?

"But......" The voice of his subordinates suddenly pulled him back from this dreamy shijie.

The corner of Kong Ze's eyes saw that his subordinates were hesitant.

"What's wrong?" He stared at the subordinate closely. He asked, "Is there anything else?" ”

"Hmm...... Uh...... "The subordinates still look like they're still expecting Ai Ai."

"Say!" The impatient Kong Ze raised his voice.

The subordinate slowly leaned over, and then whispered to his boss in his ear.

"Judging by the workmanship and the markings on the body of the gun. Those weapons, it seems...... It seems to be all ordnance ......"

"What?" Kong Ze was taken aback, then looked back at his subordinates.

The subordinates were forced to look at by the eyes of their superiors, but they still managed to sit up straight.

"Are you sure?" Kong Ze's eyes had become extremely cold.

"I don't dare to say, it's definitely ......," the subordinate replied cautiously. For fear of angering this difficult boss again. "But on the face of it, it's quite possible...... It is likely that it is a firearm produced by the state-owned arsenal for military use...... Of course...... Of course...... We also can't completely rule out the possibility of counterfeit products......"

Seeing the appearance of his subordinates, Kong Ze understood in his heart, since he dared to say so, he must be very sure that this was indeed a military firearm. And the so-called "the possibility of counterfeit products cannot be completely ruled out" is just the habit of employees who habitually do not talk to death.

Kong Ze left in front of his subordinates, and then slowly paced up in the small office.

The subordinate lowered his head, not daring to disturb his boss's train of thought again. But. Maybe he was afraid that he would be affected, but Zuihou he still carefully suggested to his boss.

"Your Excellency. All things considered, I don't think we should get too involved in this matter......"

Kong Ze frowned slightly.

He understood the mood of his subordinates very well, and he also knew what this subordinate really meant.

"I know how to deal with this matter, you just obey the order, go and detain everyone first." After a long silence, he replied slowly.

"Yes!" The subordinate quickly stood up and shouted yes, and then left the office with a relieved look.

After his subordinates turned to leave, Kong Ze sat back in his seat and fell into deep thought.

He knew very well in his heart that there must be officers involved behind such a large-scale theft and sale of military firearms, otherwise it would not have been possible to be so calm, and perhaps it would still be a large-scale corrupt gang.

But at the same time, he also knows very well that the affairs of the military are not something that he can easily meddle in. His duty was not to uphold justice, but to uphold the rule of the dynasty. If he rashly intervenes in this kind of case, not to mention whether he can investigate it or not, even if he can, those people in the army have always been lawless and can do anything, what if someone secretly shoots him one day?

Therefore, he must deal with this issue carefully.

At the same time, there was another question that made him think deeply.

To whom did this batch of weapons go? For what purpose?

If it is only the officers who steal and sell the weapons and supplies of the army, it is better to say, if there are high-ranking officers within the army who secretly support the republicans or other rebels......

When he thought of this, he was a little shocked.

In any case, let's report it to Your Excellency the Minister first, and then go and interrogate the arrested person. After thinking about it for a long time, he Zuihou came to a conclusion. (To be continued......)

PS: The cold has gotten much better, and my head doesn't hurt anymore, so I'm going to work harder tonight and try to pay off the one I owed yesterday.

Xiexie Everybody......