I Am the Crown Prince in France

The members of the Viper Gang only resisted for a little bit, and were pinned to the ground by the wooden forks that were attacked from both sides. They groaned with fear on their faces.

Quillian thanked his colleagues who came to support him and tied up the gangsters one by one with ropes.

On this day, the same scene appeared all over St. Anton.

The policemen were like crazy. When they saw someone committing a crime, they immediately rushed forward shouting "In the name of the Crown Prince" and used riot-proof waist forks and spears to severely teach Xiaoxiao.

For a time, the thieves, robbers, and gang members in the St. Anthony District were in a state of panic and chaos, and they no longer had the arrogance they once had.

The residents of St. Anthony District were surprised and happy to see the police fighting crime everywhere. Many gang members and murderers who committed evil crimes were arrested one after another. They had never seen police officers who were so serious about maintaining law and order!

People in this era have very low requirements for public security. They will consider themselves unlucky if they are stolen or robbed. As long as their lives are safe, they are already satisfied. At this time, the new police team's actions have far exceeded their expectations.

Soon, people spontaneously brought water and food to the police, and cheered along the street for the police who caught the criminals. The encouraged police officers worked even harder.

It didn't take long for citizens to learn a new trick. When encountering a crime, shouting "In the name of the Crown Prince" has a good chance of scaring away the criminals.

…

Palais Royal.

The Duke of Orleans looked at the "Paris News" on the table and looked unhappy. The front page of the newspaper was titled "Security in Antony District, the Crown Prince Presides over Police Reform".

Compared with the vague statements of the "Paris News" newspaper under his control, the tabloids next to it are very direct - "The Dauphin rectified the police, and the security of the Saint-Antoine district has improved", "Citizens of the Saint-Antoine district praised the new Police Force", "The Crown Prince was resourceful and solved the dentist's murder case in three minutes"...

The Duke of Orleans felt agitated. He originally wanted to take advantage of the chaotic public order in the Saint-Antoine district to let the newspapers humiliate the crown prince, but unexpectedly it helped to increase his reputation.

This Joseph was able to completely transform the police force in just over ten days. This method did not look like that of a thirteen-year-old boy!

Thinking of this, he suddenly frowned. Could it be that the Austrian cousin wanted to clean up Paris officialdom starting from the police station with the help of her son?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was the only possibility. After all, it was impossible for the young crown prince to do all this alone.

That would mess up the queen's plan even more, and we must not let the royal family cause any trouble!

The Duke of Orleans thought for a while, quickly wrote a letter, summoned the butler and ordered: "Give this letter to Lewebert and tell him to get this done at all costs. I can consider helping him become the Norman Emperor." Governor.”

"Yes, sir."

…

In a small villa on the east bank of the Seine, Paris Police Chief Guizot squinted at the ajar door and shouted to his mistress who was eavesdropping outside: "Anna, close the door and keep an eye on your servants so that they don't get close."

"Oh." The woman reluctantly closed the door and walked away, muttering in a low voice, "Humph, you are treating me like a maid. This is my home..."

Only then did Guizot look again at the short curly-haired man in front of him, took a deep puff of his pipe, and said: "Cimelion, this time the Crown Prince is not going back to the Palace of Versailles for a few days, but will stay at the police station all the time. .”

The short man was the former St. Anthony District Police Commissioner who had been "requested" sick leave. He immediately said anxiously: "But the Municipal Commissioner said that my officer can be reinstated in two months at most..."

"Who knew it would turn out like this?" Guizot exhaled a puff of smoke, "Now not only you, but also the crown prince is a big trouble to the entire police department."

He stared at Similion and said: "Now there is one thing. If you can do it well, not only can you be reinstated, you can even be promoted."

Joy flashed in the short man's eyes: "Sir, just do what you tell me!"

"You are most familiar with the St. Anthony area. Who is the most powerful gang there?"

"The Hoth Gang and the Black Sheep Gang," Similion said, "They control more than 80% of the territory in this area, and each has hundreds of subordinates."

Guizot nodded, took out a piece of paper and handed it to him, a look of madness flashed in his eyes: "Go find them, whether it's dismembering corpses, raping people, kidnapping or setting fire, in short, let them mess up the Saint-Antoine district. . The situation is going to get out of control, it’s going to be complete chaos!”

"This..." Similion's pupils shrank in shock at those words, and he nodded after a while, "Okay, okay, complete chaos."

He glanced at the paper in his hand again, immediately jumped up from his chair, and said in a voiceless voice: "Thirty, thirty thousand livres!!"

The piece of paper was a money order for 30,000 livres. Nowadays, 20,000 livres can buy a villa in Paris, and 30,000 livres is definitely a huge amount of money that can make any gang crazy.

"This little money is nothing." Guizot gestured for him to sit down. "You tell those gang members that as long as they do something that can cause panic, they will give you a thousand livres at a time. After a month, who has done better? I can get another twenty thousand livres."

"Yes, sir." Similion's hands trembled slightly due to nervousness.

"Okay, go ahead and do it." Guizot looked at him deeply again, "Also, if there is any accident, the big people behind me will help you deal with it, but this is all your own idea, and It doesn’t matter to me, remember?”

"Yes! Remember, don't worry!"

Guizot stood at the window, watching Similion's hurried departure, with a sneer on his lips.

He didn't originally plan to play such a big game, but yesterday Lewebel told him to just let it go and do it. If anything happens, he will take care of it, so he has no worries anymore.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince, you are enjoying so much happiness in the Palace of Versailles, but you have to come to this muddy water." He gritted his teeth and muttered to himself.

…

Three days later.

St. Anthony Parish Police Department.

Joseph was reading citizens' complaint letters under the shade of a tree - in fact, they were basically praising the police - when Public Security Inspector Magoni suddenly ran over in a hurry, saluted, and said breathlessly:

"Your Highness, something happened again! Two people were killed in a shoe store on Bai Iris Street, and the store was burned down!"

Joseph suddenly frowned. Since the afternoon of the day before yesterday, many vicious cases have occurred in St. Anthony District. Two people were killed the day before yesterday, three were killed yesterday, and two were seriously injured.

He originally thought it was an accident, but he didn't expect it to happen again today.

"How's the situation?"

"Arden has taken people with him," Magoni said. "The fire has been put out, but the criminal has not been caught yet."

Joseph immediately returned to the office and began to mobilize manpower to respond to the case.

Near dusk, Arden brought back the progress of the White Iris Street case and was reporting to Joseph. Unexpectedly, another police officer brought bad news - the Black Sheep Gang had gone crazy and were killing people everywhere on Missanla Street. , seven or eight passers-by have been slashed and are in urgent need of police support.

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