Make France Great Again

When Walewski learned that his acting military attache had not returned at all, his latent sixth sense told Walewski that the acting military attache who stole France's "top secret" information was very likely to be silenced. .

As for who silenced him and where he was silenced, Walewski has no idea.

"Alas! Originally, I wanted to kill him myself!" Walewski sighed and muttered in a low voice.

According to the laws of the Second Reich, stealing "confidential" documents and selling them to other countries was punishable by death.

He ignored the good military rank of colonel and chose to steal confidential documents and sell them. It was really like an old man eating arsenic - living impatiently.

Although the acting military attache was declared dead in Walewski's heart, he still had to do what he had to do.

After a simple breakfast, Valewski left the French embassy and went to the residence of the Ottoman Interior Minister to seek help.

When Valewski arrived at the Ministry of Interior, the cumin-flavored State Secretary responsible for receiving Valewski enthusiastically asked if Valewski needed help.

After Valewski named him to meet with the Minister of the Interior, the Secretary of State rushed to the door of the Minister's office.

Pushing open the door of the minister's office, the State Secretary Cuminwei saw the Home Secretary who was correcting documents.

"What happened?" Looking at the panicked State Secretary in front of him, the Home Secretary asked while flipping through the files.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty the Minister!" The short-distance explosive running made the Secretary of State, who was not good at exercise, breathless. He said intermittently: "The French Ambassador... Valev... Ski... is on the first floor. He said he has something to think about. want to see you!"

"Ambassador Valewski? What is he doing here?" the Minister of the Interior asked subconsciously.

"No... I don't know!" the State Secretary responded to the Home Secretary after swallowing.

"Then invite him in!" the Home Secretary said immediately to the State Secretary.

After the State Secretary took the order and left, the Home Minister put down the work at hand and took out the tea set and black tea he had placed in the drawer, and then called in a water delivery order from the ministers coming and going outside the door.

Special envoys from great powers like Walewski must be treated with the highest courtesy, otherwise it will cause surprise to allied countries, and he, as the interior minister, will be done with his job.

After about a minute, the staff filled the teapot with boiling water.

The Home Secretary gently broke a piece of tea cake made of black tea into the teapot, and gently stirred the water and tea leaves together.

The crystal clear boiling water turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and milky white water vapor emitted from the spout.

The minister put the lid on the teapot, and the state secretary came to the minister's office with Valewski.

"Please take a seat! Mr. Walewski!" the Minister of the Interior invited Walewski in fluent French.

Walewski sat opposite the Interior Secretary.

Then the Home Secretary said slowly: "Just wait for the tea a moment!"

A few minutes later, bursts of steam came from the spout, and the Home Secretary carefully poured the black tea into the coffee cups. One cup was given to Walewski and the other was kept for himself.

Walewski picked up the coffee cup and blew gently. The water vapor floating on the surface of the black tea was instantly blown away, causing ripples to appear on the surface of the tea.

After taking a sip, Valewski felt the fragrance of black tea lingering on his tongue and couldn't help but praise "good tea."

The Minister of the Interior pursed his lips and smiled reservedly, then got down to the topic and asked Valewski: "Mr. Ambassador, I don't know what you need our help with!"

"That's right! There is an acting attaché in our embassy who stayed away all night last night! I doubted there was an accident, so I came here to ask for your help!" Walewski told the Minister of the Interior word for word said.

"Your charge d'affaires disappeared in Constantinople?" The Minister of the Interior raised his voice unconsciously, and he suddenly felt that he was facing a hot potato.

If the agent had not died, everything would be fine!

If the agent dies, the Ottoman Empire will face a complex political problem.

If the French Empire insists on going its own way, then the Ottoman Empire can only apologize.

Not to mention that the Ottoman Empire is currently facing complex diplomatic issues and will face a huge political crisis if it is not careful.

"Please rest assured! I will definitely give you an explanation!" After hearing the news, the Minister of the Interior did not even bother to drink tea. He hurriedly assured Valewski.

"Then as soon as possible!" Walewski nodded slightly, and then drank all the black tea in the cup.

After Walewski left, the Home Secretary launched himself into a sieve search like crazy.

Under the frantic urging of the Minister of the Interior, the Ministry of the Interior spent an afternoon checking every street in Constantinople.

Finally, they found clues in the slums. Following this clue, they discovered Constantine Klein and questioned him about the connection between him and the acting military attache.

The Minister of the Interior immediately brought Konstantin Claydu to Valewski.

Looking at the guy in front of him who was about 20 years old, Walewski felt a sense of curiosity.

"What do you do?" Valewski asked Konstantin Klein.

Constantine Klein, who had lost his parents and sister, was like a walking zombie that had lost his soul. He responded dully in French: "What not to do!"

"If you don't do anything, then where did you learn French?" Valewski asked Konstantin Klein again.

"Teach yourself!" Constantine Klein responded mechanically.

"Self-taught?" Walewski looked up and down at the soulless guy in front of him. He couldn't help but be surprised by his learning ability.

"How do you know the acting military attache!" Walewski said to Konstantin Klein.

"Acting military attache?" Constantine Klein looked at Valewski doubtfully.

"You don't know that he is the acting military attache, do you?" Walewski said to Konstantin Cleo.

"Where is he now? Where is he?" Constantine Klein roared like crazy after hearing the news about his parents.

Konstantin would have pounced on Valewski had it not been suppressed by the servants of the embassy.

"It's a pity! We have lost contact with him since last night!" Walewski said helplessly, spreading his hands.

Constantine Klein showed despair when he heard the news that the acting military attache was missing. The disappearance of the acting military attache meant that his parents and sister would never be able to come back.

"What's going on with you?" Valewski asked Konstantin Klein again. Walewski knew nothing about Konstantin Klein since he was brought here.

Konstantin told Valewski his story.

Two years ago, Constantine was a poor boy who lived in a slum and worked as a tour guide for outsiders with a little language talent.

Although he had no money at that time, he was very happy.

Until the arrival of the acting military attache, the acting military attache discovered Constantine's language talent by accident. He needed someone with strong language talent to act as a white glove.

In order to force Constantine to agree, the acting military attaché and others threatened Constantine's parents and sister and asked him to do things for them.

In order for him to let his parents go, Constantine had no choice but to submit to the acting military attaché.

At first, the acting military attaché only asked him to help with small-scale smuggling. As time went by, the acting military attaché's ambitions became more and more ambitious.

The acting military attache began to send some unimportant French documents to the black market through his hands to make profits, and the money he received became more and more...

"You mean, you have already sold the information to the Russian minister?" Valewski asked Konstantin.

"Yes!" Constantine repeated the contents of the letter verbatim.

A subtle smile appeared on the corner of Walewski's mouth, which lasted for a moment and then disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Mr. Constantine, your actions have seriously endangered the security of the French Empire!" Walewski said to Constantine Klein with a serious expression.

"I know, I'm going to the gallows, right? I'm already dead anyway!" Constantine Klein responded dejectedly.

"No, no, no! I want to ask if you are interested in serving us!" Valewski took a fancy to Konstantin Klein's talent for language and dancing, and he could sell the information, and then others I also want to believe how difficult it is.

If he wants to use this ability in arms trading...

Thinking of this, Walewski decided to extend an olive branch to the guy in front of him: "The reason why you are like this is because there is no strong force behind you. Join us now, and you will be able to obtain the most powerful force in the world as a protector." shield."

"I..." Konstantin Klein glanced at Valewski and said with a wry smile: "Is it possible for me to refuse?"

"Sir, you are not looking for Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuａ.com!" Walewski said confidently: "No one will refuse our invitation!"

"Revenge is not your only goal. I believe your parents will never let you stay in the thought of revenge!" Valewski came to Constantine and said.

Constantine recalled the warmth of that time, and the pain was gradually replaced by warmth.

"If that guy is still alive, I will let you kill that guy personally! The guy who betrayed France will never allow an idiot in this world!" Walewski patted Constantine on the shoulder and said.

"Thank you!" Konstantin Kleinwalewski expressed his gratitude.

Since then, there has been one less broker in the world, and one more businessman spreading death in the Near East.

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