Chapter 224: French Women’s Brigade (K)
Chapter 222 – French Women’s Dress Brigade (4K)
In the dark alley outside the Coburg Theater lurked a pair of eyes that flashed with a thief’s light.
It was a menacing man with a razor blade in his hand and spots of mud still on the legs of his blue pants, surveying the hordes of prostitutes at the theater’s front door and mentally calculating just how he was going to go about tying up a lone robber of a fortune.
At a loss for words, the man suddenly noticed a lady with a striking figure and exquisite makeup, holding up a long beige dress, walking toward the alley.
The murderous man’s heart was suddenly happy, his unsuspecting eyes scanned up and down the lady, suddenly in his mind there is a new plan, perhaps after robbing the money can also consider relaxing a little.
He hurriedly put his body close to the wall, in order to prevent being seen by the other side, just waiting for the lady to come close to use the blade to love some of her delicate neck.
The corners of the man’s mouth rose as he saw the other man getting closer and closer, and just as he lifted the knife and prepared to go through the usual routine, the lady he considered his prey suddenly looked over at him, hidden in the darkness.
“Brother, lend me a light.”
The murderous man flinched at the sound, and thought his ears were failing him; that voice sounded dumber than sandpaper wiping his ass.
The lady took out her pipe and held it in her mouth, she saw that the other party did not respond, and then frowned: “I said, brother, lend a fire! Are you fucking deaf?”
The strong man heard this was going to be angry: “Fuck, you bitch.”
However, he had just finished cursing with these words when he heard a snapping sound, and the other party’s hand directly slapped on the wall beside his ear.
Accompanied by a huge sense of vibration, the strong man only heard a clicking sound, and when he came back to his senses, the lady’s hand already had an extra piece of red brick, which she had hard-plucked out of the cracks of the wall.
The lady pinched the brick in her hand and weighed it twice: “What did you say?”
The strong man was so frightened that he hurriedly threw the blade to the ground, and then took out matches from his pocket, shivering and scratching several times on the side of the matchbox before he struck the fire and nodded his head to light it for the other party.
“Sister, you smoke here. I have to work tomorrow morning, so I’ll leave first.”
Unexpectedly, he had just turned around when he felt his collar being tugged.
“Slow down.”
The lady took off her pipe and gracefully exhaled a smoke ring, “Got any money on you?”
The burly man slowly turned around, his features wrinkled into a ball, his face full of indescribable bitterness, “Sister, the matches are even, you’re still going to fight back?”
“Cut the crap.” The lady threw her hand and slapped him in the face, her voice was crisp and pleasant, it looked like she hadn’t slapped many people in her day.
The strong man covered the hot side of his face, tears came down from the pain, “Why are you still hitting people?”
“I asked if you brought money!”
The burly man huffed and sniffled back, “I haven’t opened today, where can I get you money.”
“Waste!”
The lady backhanded another slap, “If a punk like you were in Paris, you wouldn’t be able to make it in three days. What kind of business skills do you call that? When I was your age, I would have been eating and drinking every day, and squatting in jail would be like going home. This business is not as good as you think, if you don’t have this talent, you’d better find a factory to work earlier.”
When the strong man heard this, he was furious and his face turned red, he agitatedly said, “It’s even if you hit me, you actually insulted me on my personality, if you have the guts to stay here and don’t leave, I’ll bring someone to clean you up later.”
“Okay! Come on, I was just about to learn about the strength of London’s underground society. A twenty year old brat can clean you all up, how dare you come and touch my François Vidocq?”
Mr. Vidocq, who was wearing a long dress and makeup, had just finished saying this, and then directly gave the burly man a teasing kick despite the risk of getting naked.
The strong man was momentarily in pain, but his mouth was unwilling to give in, so he could only cover his sensitive parts with one hand, jumping and fleeing while screaming, “Ms. Vidocq, right? You bitch give me wait, I will go to find brothers to get you. To tell you the truth, I have friends in this area, don’t think you can do whatever you want just because you have a little bit of beauty, we also have people here who don’t like women.”
Vidocq just spat on the ground, “It’s true that the world’s rogues are generally stupid, and London’s ruffians are no better than those in Paris. Don’t like women? Don’t like women, then I’m professionally correct.”
Vidocq leaned against the wall after this curse and smoked a cigarette in silence, but not long after that, he saw another lady walking towards here.
Compared to Mr. Vidocq, this new one had a different style; Vidocq was heavily made up, while this one was petite and cute.
The lady just drilled into the alley, ladylike style was instantly thrown back to France, he nodded and bowed and opened his mouth: “Boss, I haven’t found the right guy either, we are both locked out. In my opinion, instead of saving these two pennies, let’s spend some money to get in. After all, the money we spend on skirts and corsets is quite expensive, so it would be a waste if we can’t get in.”
Vidocq glanced at his subordinates and simply reprimanded, “We didn’t come here to listen to music, and now that we’ve established that Mr. Hastings, the Superintendent of the Greater London Police Department, has already been tricked, Mr. Chunghwa must have been taken to the theatre by him tonight.
We can’t risk a diplomatic incident by raiding the private residence of a Scotland Yard Superintendent, after all, I just want to get some money, not to mess up the London Conference. According to what we know, the British Home Office has withdrawn the protection order against Mr. Dumas.
In other words, as long as we can take Mr. Zhongma away in public, it’s a no-brainer.” Hearing this, the ministry couldn’t help but ask, “But …… won’t Mr. Hastings call the police if we take away Mr. Chung Ma?”
“Call the police?”
Vidocq spat and gently slapped his subordinate’s forehead, “Wakur, use your brain, Mr. Hastings himself is the superintendent of Scotland Yard, a superintendent calls the police to report that he lost his friend, and this friend is the same Frenchman he saved from the high seas last time. Do you think he would do such a stupid thing?
By calling the police, he’s telling his superiors that he’s not doing his job properly. So if we can get Mr. Chung-ma out of here, Mr. Hastings will probably pretend he doesn’t know about it, and it’ll go away. Mr. Hastings isn’t the kind of guy who rose up through office politics and nepotism with the director’s wife like Di Plessi, he’s risen up so fast, he’ll definitely understand simple things like this.”
The subordinate named Vaucourt is still puzzled: “But …… if Mr. Hastings is a smart man, then can’t we just negotiate a settlement with him? After all, the bounty is 60,000 francs, so we can totally split it with him, wouldn’t it be good for everyone to get rich together?”
Vidocq glared at him, “Wakool, have you been away from the underworld for so long that you’ve forgotten the rules of the road? It’s true that Mr. Hastings is a smart man, but if you want to share the money from me without trying the pounds, then isn’t this money coming a little too easily? If Mr. Hastings wants to do business with us, he must at the very least first show some ability that makes me feel worthy of parting with my money.”
“But ……”
Vakur looked at the prostitutes bustling in front of the door still waiting for their last chance to get in, he scratched his head, “Guv, most of the kaiju coming in tonight are bringing their own female companions, I don’t think it’s going to be possible to get in by conventional means for the most part, didn’t we find that there are a few windows on the second floor when we were scouting the terrain around the theater earlier? If we step on the wall we should be able to flip in, or you finish this cigarette, let’s get ready and do it.”
When Vidocq heard this, he just reached out to stop it, “There’s no rush, although the two of us didn’t blend in, but ‘Coconut Tree’ hit the jackpot today, letting him catch a fool who can’t control his lower body. After he goes in, he will definitely find a way to pick us up, so let’s just wait. You tell the few brothers in charge of transportation to get ready, as soon as we get it, we’ll immediately drive away and not stay a moment longer.”
Vidocq exhaled a puff of smoke and looked at the Greenwich District Rangers patrolling around the theater, “For a big event like tonight, there are still quite a lot of Scotland Yard officers who come to the scene to maintain order. If Mr. Hastings finds out that something is wrong, he will definitely order a manhunt immediately. If our people are pressed by him in the city of London, it will be the end of the fuck.”
As soon as Vidocq’s words left his mouth, a slender, waisted lady with a dot of bright lipstick and a touch of pale pink makeup on her miserable cheeks stepped out of the back door of the theater.
She first looked around and then quickly spotted Vidocq, who was hiding in the alleyway, smoking.
Immediately afterward, the lady who had just moments ago been slowly moving her red and black gaudy pleated skirt instantly lifted the hem of her skirt, revealing her white stockings as she trotted all the way over to her.
He just entered the alley and couldn’t help but curse angrily, “Fuck, today is really bad luck. Let who look on the bad, actually let a monkey to pick. If it wasn’t for the box ticket in that kid’s hand, I’d have to block him in the corner and beat him up, no matter what I said.”
Vakul asked, “Coconut Tree, what’s wrong with you, so angry?”
Coconut Tree glared, “Fuck, that guy is not letting you guys run into him, you don’t know, I was wearing such a thick layer of petticoats and two layers of cotton on my ass, and just like that, my ass was still almost swollen from him rubbing it.”
When Vidocq heard this, he just said impatiently, “A rubbing is a rubbing, your ass is worth 60,000 francs now. This isn’t the first time we’ve run into this, doesn’t it happen all the time with cross-dressing? If he has a box ticket, let’s forget about it.”
Coconut Tree scolded, “Yeah! That’s what I thought in my heart too, but you don’t know, this kid only rubbed half of it, and my old man now has one butt high and one butt low, and the padded cotton is running out of steam. If it wasn’t for my quick reflexes, I almost let him realize something was wrong.”
Vidocq was obviously not in the mood to listen to his subordinate complain, he handed over his half-smoked pipe as a consolation.
He asked immediately afterward, “How did things go?”
Coconut Tree sipped his cigarette, which made him feel a little more comfortable, and he spoke, “We’re in luck, the idiot I caught is somewhat related to Superintendent Hastings, as if he’s a college classmate or something. And listening to him, it seems like he also rented the Hastings’ house and lives with Mr. Zhongma all day long.”
Wakul came to his senses when he heard this, and he laughed out loud, “Coconut Tree, that’s fine! Now I suggest you not only rub his ass, but sacrifice your pecs as well.”
“Fuck your ass!” Coconut Tree couldn’t help but pick up his corset and cursed, “Don’t ask me for this kind of job next time, 60,000 francs is a lot of money, but how many pennies will be in our hands? How many pussies do I have to rub in order to recoup the mental damage I’ve done tonight?”
Hearing this, Vidocq could only stabilize Coconut Tree’s mood, after all, whether they could get in or not depended on him.
Vidocq said, “Well, as you know, Paris has just had a revolution, the police department is now in a state of panic, no one knows if they can still stay here to do their job. And like me, who once resigned from the department, it’s not easy to go back.
This time the action, 60,000 francs is not the most important, the important thing is to take Mr. Dumas to show the upper head of our determination to cut off with the Republicans, as for the Bonapartists, I last time is because of that group of people excluded before leaving.
As long as I can prove that I am neither Bonapartist nor Republican, then there will be no obstacle to my returning to the helm of the Security Department. And once I go back, can I still be bitter to you brothers? You all should know in your hearts how I usually treat you, right?
Other than that, Coconut Tree, you’ve sacrificed quite a lot today, I’ve seen it all. When I return to the Greater Paris Police Department, you won’t be able to run away from the position of the head of the Security Department’s Intelligence Gathering Section.”
Hearing these words, Coconut Tree only felt that the fire in his heart suddenly disappeared without a trace.
He revealed a hint of a smile, and his finger faintly and unnoticeably pointed at Vidocq, pointing at Vakur on the side: “Chief, it’s not so much about the section chief or not, I’ve always believed that job promotion is still based on ability.”
Vidocq acted as if he hadn’t read Coconut Tree’s mind and walked up and patted him on the shoulder “Of course. None of the guys got in today but you did, isn’t that competence? But capable is capable, Coconut Tree, you don’t want to get smart in front of me, after all, you know about Nemo, and I don’t want to hurt our friendship.”
Hearing this, Coconut Tree couldn’t help but let his shoulders tremble as he nodded his head and said, “Chief, don’t worry.”
While Vakur, who was on the side, saw this, but he also reached out and patted Coconut Tree’s arm, “Brother.”
Coconut Tree’s head was covered in false sweat as he opened his mouth and asked, “What’s wrong?”
Wakul said, “If you can’t hold it anymore in a while, let me take over, although I don’t have much ability, but just for this matter, I think I can do it too.”
(End of chapter)