Make France Great Again

While the National Intelligence Service was making job adjustments, Ambassador Coutts, the British ambassador to the UK, was looking at the telegram with wide eyes and an expression of disbelief.

The military attache standing next to Ambassador Kautz couldn't help shouting twice when he saw this, "Your Excellency, Ambassador! Your Excellency, Ambassador!"

After reacting, Ambassador Kautz retracted his shocked expression, and instead showed a helpless smile, shaking his head and complaining to the military attache: "What do you think London thinks, that they let me, an ambassador, spy on the enemy?

I really don’t know what the secret line we deployed in Paris is doing for food!

Why can't you do this little thing well? "

Ambassador Kautz's words made the military attaché's face change drastically. How could the deployment of a secret line in Paris be discussed in the embassy?

If the intelligence personnel are caught, there will be a diplomatic crisis!

The military attache quickly reminded Ambassador Kautz: "Your Excellency, Ambassador, be careful what you say!"

Ambassador Kautz also realized that what he had just said was a bit arrogant. He quickly changed the subject and asked the military attaché: "By the way, do you have any other instructions from the British side! For example, how can we find out this matter..."

The military attache shook his head and replied to Ambassador Kautz, "London only sent this telegram, and nothing else was said!"

"So, they want us to decide how to find out the movements of the French fleet!" Ambassador Kautz touched his chin and said with a thoughtful expression.

"It should be!" The military attache was also a little unsure. He tentatively asked Ambassador Kautz: "How about we also send a telegram to London and ask them?"

"Forget it!" Ambassador Kautz shook his head and replied to the military attache, "According to my understanding of them, they will only let us do things easily!"

"Then... Ambassador, what should we do now?" the military attache asked Ambassador Kautz again.

"It's best not to put this kind of thing in the open!" Ambassador Kautz frowned slightly and said in a calm tone, "After all, openly testing other countries' military deployments can easily cause conflicts!"

After listening to Ambassador Kautz's reply, the military attache immediately understood what Ambassador Kautz meant.

Ambassador Kautz is preparing to use the hidden clues buried in Paris to investigate.

However, the military attache worriedly said to Ambassador Kautz: "Your Excellency, Ambassador, why don't we discuss this with the Department of War? Those people are affiliated with the Department of War!"

"What's there to say!" Ambassador Kautz responded forcefully to the military attache, "Don't forget! These people are also under my direct control!"

Europe in the 19th century was still an era when "chivalry" had not yet dissipated, so they did not pay much attention to intelligence work. (To put it bluntly, it’s a lazy segmentation)

This has led to the fact that many national intelligence organizations except France are still mixed with the police system, resulting in the phenomenon of inseparable internal and external channels and chaotic intelligence channels.

This makes it impossible for the controller of the entire system to obtain truly useful information.

The Kingdom of Britain is one of the best. As a maritime hegemon, Britain believes that no one can defeat the British navy, so its perfunctory approach to intelligence work can be said to be unique in Europe.

The intelligence organization originally affiliated to the Ministry of War must not only accept the leadership of the Ministry of War, but also be controlled by the envoys and consuls of various countries.

Although the ambassador usually doesn't want to care about the life and death of those undercover agents, under circumstances like this, the ambassador can force the undercover agents to communicate with him.

This greatly increases the risk of exposure.

And if this situation wants to improve, we have to wait for decades.

Only after being hurt by the Boer War would Britain take the role of intelligence seriously.

The most famous organizations of later generations were all born after the Boer War.

"Yes, Your Excellency!" The military attache remained silent. He did not want to offend Ambassador Kautz over this matter.

"You should contact those people immediately and ask them to find out where some of the French Empire's fleets are heading!

"Ambassador Kautz gave the order to the military attache.

"Understood!" The military attache nodded and said to Ambassador Kautz.

At this time, the military attache and Ambassador Kautz did not know that all their conversations in the corridor were monitored by a servant in the corridor room.

At this moment, the servant was pressing the door against the door, listening hard to the conspiracy between the military attaché and Ambassador Kautz.

After the military attache and Ambassador Kautz left, the servants whispered: "Hidden line? French fleet?"

After repeating it several times, the servant's eyes flashed with greed, and he knew that his opportunity to make a fortune had come.

If he sells this news to those people, he can get a lot of money.

So the servant took action. He opened the door quietly, then quickly ran out of the room and closed the door.

Immediately afterwards, the servant came to the embassy's kitchen and pretended to ask the chef about today's lunch. The chef in the kitchen suddenly became angry when he saw him doing nothing. He immediately handed the servant a list. Let him buy the needed ingredients.

The servant who got the chance to go out still pretended to hire another Gao Ming, but in the end, he was appointed by the chef.

The servant had to carry the menu alone to make purchases. The servant who left the embassy was walking on the way to the department store, looking around from time to time.

Soon, he saw Felix Soto in casual clothes.

At this time, Felix Soto was immersed in the joy of promotion, and did not realize that another promotion opportunity was waving to him.

Upon seeing this, the servant deliberately walked in front of Felix Soto, and then deliberately bumped his foot into Felix Soto's body.

"You don't have eyes when you're riding a horse!" Felix Soto couldn't help but cursed after being disturbed.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The servant could only lower his head and apologize to Felix Soto.

Only then did Felix Soto realize that this was not the servant he had "placed" in the British Embassy!

The servant apologized to Felix Soto and hinted at him with her eyes.

Felix Soto understood immediately. He pretended to have a ferocious expression and took the servant's hand and said, "Let's find a place to have a good chat!"

When the surrounding gentlemen saw this, they couldn't help but feel ashamed of Felix Soto's behavior, but no one was willing to help the poor servant.

In this way, Felix Soto pulled the servant to a hidden place and asked in a low voice: "What do you want?"

The servant said calmly, "I need some money!"

"I ask you what's wrong!" Felix Soto clenched his fists and threatened.

"I need some money!" The servant remained unmoved and said with an indifferent expression.

Felix Soto immediately changed his attitude and said to the servant, "How much money do you need?"

"600 pounds!" the servant said to Felix Soto.

600 pounds is equivalent to nearly ten years' salary of a bricklayer in the 1850s and the annual income of a middle-class person (close to the upper class, whose annual income starts at 1,000 pounds). When converted into francs, it is almost 19,200 francs.

This kind of information is really expensive!

"How do I know if your information is worth 600 pounds? What if you lie to me?" Felix Soto asked.

"I think it should be easy for someone in your profession to kill someone! If it's not worth it, you can kill me!" the servant replied to Felix Soto.

Felix Soto pondered for a moment and then nodded and replied to the servant: "Okay! I promise you!"

"Give it to me!" the servant stretched out his hand to Felix Soto.

"I don't have that much money now!" Felix Soto said dryly, and then assured the servant: "Don't worry, as long as your information is accurate! I will apply for funding from our opinion!"

"How much money do you have now!" The servant also knew that Felix Soto definitely didn't have much money on him.

Felix Soto rummaged through his pockets and found that he only had a note of 3,000 francs and some scattered gold coins.

"These are all my family properties!" Felix Soto responded to the servant.

The servant took the 3,000 franc bill and said to Felix Soto: "You still owe me 16,000 francs!"

"I know! Just tell me!" Felix Soto urged the servant to tell him as soon as possible.

The servant explained the information he had eavesdropped to Felix Soto in discontinuous language. Felix Soto's eyes lit up. This was indeed news worth 600 pounds.

"I will give the remaining money to you after approval from above!" Felix Soto comforted the servant.

"Yes! As soon as possible!" The servant nodded and said to Felix Soto, "We will have many opportunities to cooperate in the future!"

Felix Soto understood that the servant was warning him, and he quickly replied to the servant: "Don't worry! I will be there as soon as possible!"

Felix Soto said goodbye to the servant, and then hurriedly came to Marcel Jerug's office.

"What's wrong!" Marcel Jerug looked at the section chief who had not been out for a long time in surprise.

"Dean, I have a piece of information here!" Felix Soto reported the information to Marcel Jerug.

"Lie to Kangxi"

Marcel Jerug's expression became even more surprised, and he quickly asked Felix Soto where he got the information.

Felix Soto told him exactly what happened when he met the servant. After hearing this, Marcel Jerug felt a little incredible.

He looked up and down at Felix Soto in front of him, and then said to him: "I will send someone to check this matter! However, you are really lucky!

Hope you can continue to have this luck! "

"Dean, that funding..." Felix Soto muttered in a low voice.

"Go to the finance office to declare it yourself!"