Fox of France

That's it for the release of the troublemaker. Joseph returned to his laboratory, while Napoleon and Lucien rode back to Paris in a carriage together.

"Joseph is... really shrewd." Napoleon said suddenly.

"That is, if we can let sister-in-law and Paulina go together, then we won't have to worry about the aftermath. The key is you, Napoleon. When you made that suggestion, you hesitated, it must be because of your performance, It's all your fault for alerting him, Napoleon!" Lucien said angrily.

"This proposal should have been made by you. You are a professional liar!"

"It's because I'm a professional, so I can't say it. Joseph is so cunning, and I'm a professional in doing that. As far as I'm concerned, it's no wonder if I don't get noticed! In short... Joseph is too cunning! "

"Yes, in the final analysis, it's not that we are incompetent, it's that Joseph is too cunning!" The brothers quickly reached a consensus on this issue.

As for the matter of persuading the trouble-maker, it was indeed very simple. Lucien just mentioned the beginning, and Pauline immediately said: "Okay, okay, I'm just bored. Well, am I going alone?"

"I will arrange for some people to accompany you," said Lucien. Let the trouble-maker go, it's already troublesome. If you let the troublemaker go alone, that's it.

"Get ready. Tomorrow I will take you to a place for a special training session. After all, you are going abroad, so we should prepare a bit." Lucien said.

"Special training? Yes, yes! Is there revolver training? I want to dual wield..."

"Shut up, I'm not telling you to go to Louisiana!" After saying this, Lucien paused for a while, and then said, "However, basic weapons training, don't mention it, there are really... After all, the London The law and order in this place is far worse than that of Paris.”

"Oh, by the way, can I take someone with me?"

"Anyone is fine except sister-in-law." Lucien replied.

So, a week later, the tall and slender Polina was wearing a men's hunting suit, with a heroic posture and a petite and graceful female companion in her hand. Under the protection of seven or eight burly bodyguards, Boarded a ship bound for England at the port of Calais. Behind them, there were more than a dozen luggage carriers and empty-handed servants.

As soon as Polina boarded the boat, the captain Denise greeted her.

"Mr. Chris, you are welcome. Do you want to go to the room and have a look?" Denise asked graciously.

"Just take my servant to have a look. As for me, I'll walk around this deck, don't bother me if I have nothing to do." Polina replied in a deliberately thick voice, but the voice still seemed delicate A little bit, it seems that the voice-changing period is not over yet.

Captain Deniser didn't know who this "Master Chris" was, but just looking at his style and the way he directly chartered the entire ship, Captain Deniser knew that this "Master Chris" Master Chris" the family must be rich. But in France, which has gradually stabilized, being rich means having status.

"Emma, ​​I remember you told me before that you have always had a dream to stand at the front of a boat with your arms outstretched, as if you were flying, right? Now, you have a chance, um , let's go to the bow and have a look."

Then she turned her head again and saw that her four-wheeled carriage had just been fixed and then lifted by a crane and was being sent to the deck over there. She frowned and said to the people next to her: " Anderson, let them hurry up, I don't want us to stay in the port until dark and wait for them to grind."

Now that "Master Chris" is dissatisfied, the speed of loading various things has also been significantly accelerated. Half an hour later the boat left Calais.

"Master Chris" is not the first time to go to sea, but "Master Chris"'s female companion Emma obviously has never been on a sea boat before. So "Master Chris" just took this opportunity to show himself in front of his female companion, and finally dragged Emma to the bow.

"Emma, ​​have you seen that statue?" "Master Chris" pointed at the statue on the bow and urged, "Let's climb up..."

Two days later the ship arrived in London. "Master Chris" got off the boat, took the luxury four-wheeled carriage he brought from France, and went directly to a small yard in the suburbs of London that Lucien had rented for her in advance.

"Master Chris" rested there for a day, and on the second day, he took his female companion and wandered around London, and began to write manuscripts for the literary edition of "Science Pravda".

"Science Pravda" has a good reputation in other aspects, but its literary section is an exception, because there are always some arty guys on this page who publish all kinds of articles that they think are good, but in fact, they are only at the level of excellent composition for elementary school students .

But these guys tend to have either money, status, or both. And everyone felt that no one knew how to create literature better than me, but the editors of "Scientific Pravda" couldn't afford to provoke these people, so they had to publish all the articles of these guys, and the result was "Scientific Pravda". The reputation of the literature and art section of "The Sun" is even comparable to the reputation of the literature and art section of "The Sun".

But this situation, at least so far, is limited to the French version of "Scientific Pravda", the German version and the English version, at least so far, there has not been such a problem-after all, those who make the editors of "Scientific Pravda" Most of the characters we can't stand are written in French.

But this luck is over today. "Master Chris" played in London for a day, and then threw the first article of "London Travel Notes" to the editors of "Scientific Pravda", and then the editors began to translate it into English overnight, and then polished it , revising or even recreating, and then, after "Master Chris" leaves the UK, this travel note is ready to be serialized in "Science Pravda".

To be honest, although the level of Paulina's travel notes is still a little higher than the excellent composition of elementary school students, it may not be much higher. But after a lot of hard work by the editors, the level is not bad, especially the level of the English translation, which is actually much higher than the French version.

But these things are not what "Master Chris" needs to consider. She's so busy messing around right now.

The next day, "Master Chris" was on the streets of London, and had a verbal conflict with the London police because he prevented the police from indiscriminate violence against beggars. (Because her bodyguard held her back, so she didn't have the chance to try out a little trick she just learned on the policeman)

On the third day, "Master Chris" went to a charity hospital run by the Anglican Church and donated 500 pounds to the hospital. A series of issues were disputed. "Master Chris" also asked his followers to demonstrate the correct operation process to them. But at the hospital, from the dean to the nurses, they all thought that this French kid had something wrong with his brain. Of course, his money was not tainted by such problems.

In the next few days, "Master Chris" went to several hospitals, donated money to those hospitals and publicized their so-called correct operating procedures.

"Really, "The Lancet" has already promoted these technologies! Why are you British so uncivilized!" The arrogant "Master Chris" actually confronted the director of the "Grace Hospital", a member of the British Medical Association. Director James said such impolite words.

Of course, James could not accept such humiliation, so he retorted: "Of course we have seen the article in The Lancet, but we believe that this has no scientific basis at all. And the "Lancet" put a group of barbarians It really insults the reputation of scientific publications."

So "Master Chris" and Dr. James started a discussion about the criteria for judging the truth, and finally the two finally reached an agreement on one thing, that is: "That guy is a fool."

A week later, "Master Chris" finally left the UK. While she left the UK, her travel notes began to be serialized in "Science Pravda".

In the English version of "Science Pravda", Polina used the pseudonym she has always used: Chrissy. And from the first article, I began to write about how I disguised myself as a man and traveled to London. And in the first travel note, she also expressed her sincere admiration for England's achievements in science and literature.

A travelogue written by a French woman disguised as a man. Let's not talk about the content of the travel notes, but this matter can arouse the interest of many people. And in the first travel note, she highly praised the contribution made by the British to the progress of human civilization. This naturally makes the British readers more interested. After all, people like to listen to good things. The media of a certain country in later generations even likes to deliberately invite some foreigners to praise themselves in variety shows, so that they can dream back to the golden age.

However, what followed left some Britons less than satisfied. The first is the description of the huge gap between rich and poor in Britain. Miss Chris meticulously described the extravagance of the rich in Britain and the astonishing poverty of the bottom people. And in a dramatic way, it depicts the two faces of the British police towards the rich and the poor. And vaguely expressed that as a Frenchman, I am so proud.

This travel note started to cause controversy. Some people said that what Miss Chris said was right. The British system is really unfair, but the people always suffer. But others said it was a vicious attack on England. Although there is a gap between the rich and the poor in England, this problem also exists in France. Moreover, compared with the French, the British people have more freedom. They can get rich freely and go bankrupt freely.

"We have more freedom than the French," said these men.