Chapter 244 Intelligence Bureau Welfare Housing (4K8)

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"Bernie, that case..."

"Very well done, George, and everyone is very pleased with how things are going."

"That guy Peel must be very busy with the case right now, right? He should have thought of it earlier. If the party had given me more resources, I wouldn't have lost the election in York. To Brougham. What's even more annoying is that after I lost the election, he actually called me to the White Club and scolded me. Who did he think he was? The Duke of Wellington couldn't scold me like a three-year-old child. !”

"Hahaha, George, don't be angry. Now it's Peel's turn to be angry. If he doesn't support me in parliament, then he won't be able to hold the position of party leader. But if he supports me, then the shit basin will have to Put it on the Scotland Yard he founded. George, you are lucky. If you hadn't happened to be a justice of the peace, how could you have taken advantage of Peel so easily? "

"But after all, I issued your arrest warrant. From a legal perspective, I won't be held accountable for malfeasance in my duties, right?"

"What are you afraid of? Most of the judges are our people. With Earl Elden here, they will definitely turn a blind eye to the arrest warrant."

"but……"

"but what?"

"But I'm worried that Earl Eldon's personal relationship with Sir Peel may affect his judgment. After all, in order to pass the amendment to the Bloody Act, Sir Peel had been defending Earl Eldon in front of public opinion during the Peterloo massacre and the Regarding the six special bills. I heard that Sir Peel invited the Earl to go hunting in the countryside last weekend. Could it be that they have communicated about this in private? And I have already issued a statement to quit the party for the sake of my position as judge. Is your lordship really willing to come forward to help me suppress the arrest warrant? "

"George, you are always like this. Either don't do it, or don't regret it if you do it. I'm here with Earl Eldon, and I will explain it to you. It's just an ordinary work mistake, and he covered it up after saying hello. Passed. And even if the earl is unwilling to come forward, I don’t believe that the Chancery Chamber would bring such a trivial matter to the Queen’s Council and the Privy Council for judgment. Isn’t that just asking for trouble for myself? He just took office as chief justice, and he still signed your letter of appointment. Isn’t it a slap in the face for him to do this? "

"What you said makes sense. But as you know, Bernie, that's not a normal person. That's crazy Henry Peter Brougham. That guy was born with a problem with his head. He was involved in a lawsuit with the late King George IV. I’m not surprised by what he can do.”

"If Brougham is really willing to slap himself in the face, then I will look down on him. This at least shows that you did not lose unfairly in the York election. But we must consider things from a normal perspective. Let's go, the small probability event is not a reference. If you follow the normal process, even if Brougham raises this matter, you will be deducted from your salary for a few months at most.

Peel, whether he supports me or not, will be questioned within the party. In addition, he can also disgust the Whig Party. Didn't Earl Gray dance very happily recently on the "Parliamentary Reform Bill"? Now that something like this has happened, we can easily accuse him of using government power to arrest opposition members. George, this was just an unfortunate accident and now it's turned into so many results, you've made a lot of money. "

"I hope, damn, I didn't want to do this!"

"It's too late to say so much. Now that the matter has been done, I can only blame you for not being careful in the first place. George, you are lucky to have me as a friend, otherwise your judge hat would have been taken off by now. By the way, haven't you always been very dissatisfied with the Viscount of Melbourne? I heard that you recently wanted to transfer to the London District Attorney's Office, but he didn't want to continue working for you after taking advantage of it? "

"Do you have to mention this?"

"Come on, we are all friends. How can I advise you if I don't know the situation?"

"Hmph! You should have heard a little bit about it. My wife, that slut Caroline, has been very close to Melbourne in the past few years, but she actually has the nerve to say in front of me that she has no problem with Melbourne. We fought several times over this matter, but then I saw that Melbourne was going up, and I thought that this relationship would be beneficial to my development, so I turned a blind eye after all, as you know, in the future. The political world in Britain is messy, and you can't be too clean. I used to be too upright, so I never got a chance to be reused. As a result, I became a justice of the peace immediately as soon as I understood this."

"Well...you have a good wife."

"What a fart, a magistrate just wanted to send me away. Melbourne is taking me too seriously! After punishing Peel, it will be his turn next! Scotland Yard is managed by the Department of Internal Affairs, and the subordinate departments are responsible for it. He has to take responsibility for this kind of problem, right?"

"George, as expected of you, you are thoughtful, smart, planning and skillful, but being a magistrate is really an underachievement. But I have some more ruthless tricks here, are you interested?"

"Hey, Bernie, there's no need to compliment me. As long as it makes those two adulterers, Melbourne and Caroline, feel uncomfortable, you can just mention it."

"Actually, it's not a big deal. I just think that you should know where to put the private letters that your wife left in correspondence with Melbourne, right? Maybe you can choose carefully. If you can pick out a few with explosive content, That's even better. "The Home Secretary Seduces the Married Woman" and "The Ram in Heat Sitting on the Home Office Desk." I've already drafted the newspaper headlines for Fleet Street. George, that sounds like it to you. How about it?"

Clinking, the sound of wine glasses clinking.

"Bernie, I knew I could trust you."

"George, what are you talking about? It has always been my motto in life to protect my brothers. After drinking this glass of wine, I will go to Earl Eldon to ask you if I can help cover up the arrest warrant. You Just wait here for the good news. Oh, by the way, I have to remind you at the end, you know the inside story of this case and I know it, but no one else can know. "

"Bernie, don't you still believe in a true gentleman who graduated from Oxford? I have been strictly trained."

"Well, indeed, everyone says that Oxford is the best in Britain, and Balliol College is the essence of Oxford. If not, how could it have produced such an outstanding person as you?"

"Hahaha, Bernie, no wonder you made such a fortune from an ordinary perfume merchant. With such a sharp tongue, you can sell garbage worth gold."

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There was a gramophone in the Scotland Yard office. Arthur was lying on a chair, his legs crossed on the desk. His face was covered with a bowler hat, and no expression could be seen under the shadow.

Sitting on the seat opposite him was a nervous-looking Wheatstone. He was shaking all over and didn't dare to breathe.

Only then did Mr. Wheatstone begin to regret his decision.

my Lord! Why should I covet the power of Sir Isaac Newton? Wouldn't it be better to just be an ordinary Charles Wheatstone?

At least Charles Wheatstone still had a large house in the Regency Crescent and a gramophone industry that would last him a long time. But if you were Newton, without Sir Newton's troublesome methods, even safe landing would be a problem.

Just as Wheatstone was struggling in his heart to retreat, Arthur, who had been silent all this time, suddenly raised his hand and slapped the stop button of the tape recorder beside him.

"Very good, very good. I thought there was some big background behind it. After working on it for a long time, I found out that it was two little shrimps who were doing things behind the scenes. In the past, I thought that going down and climbing up and walking alone were the traditions of East Asian island countries. Now it seems that we in the west It turns out that Britain is also in the mood to play this trick! Thinking about it, it developed early and it is an island. It doesn't seem so strange to have a preview a hundred years in advance. "

When Wheatstone saw Arthur speaking, he quickly stood up and said: "Mr. Hastings, you have got the things. I still have something to do, so I will leave first."

He was about to turn around and go out, but before he could reach the door, there was a familiar snap behind him, like the sound of something hitting the table.

Wheatstone closed his eyes and suddenly looked up to the sky and sighed. He couldn't help it. He was so familiar with this step that he almost developed antibodies in his body.

Wheatstone did not turn around, but took three steps back and sat back on the chair.

"I said, Arthur, that's it. Don't always use knives and guns. You are an upright police officer and you should be civilized."

Arthur put one finger in the trigger guard, turned the gun around, and said, "Charles, what are you afraid of? There are no bullets in it."

"No bullets? You should have told me earlier!"

Wheatstone stood up and started to go out.

But it was too late, and so fast, in the flash of lightning, I saw Arthur opening the drawer, loading bullets and gunpowder in one go, and only heard the click of the safety.

Arthur pointed at the pistol that was still spinning in front of him, and smiled gently: "As you can see, I have it now."

The corners of Wheatstone's eyes twitched twice, and he finally succumbed to Arthur's power.

His eyes flashed with sadness: "Arthur, can't we just be friends normally?"

"I also want to be friends with you normally, but Charles, you are too special." Arthur said: "Only when I take out my pistol, are you willing to listen to me carefully? You are here the rest of the time. Think about how to escape from me."

"Isn't that what scares you?!"

When Arthur heard this, he just shook his finger: "No, no, Charles, you know more or less, I am doing intelligence investigation work now. And based on my life experience and my experience with the Paris police intelligence community Based on the exchanges of the authoritative Mr. François Vidocq, I came to the conclusion that there are four ways of managing the staff of the Police Intelligence Bureau. I summarize them as MICE, and the only one that applies to you at the moment is C.”

"MICE? What does this mean?"

Arthur did not want to avoid this issue for the chief scientific advisor of the London Police Intelligence Bureau, who was already playing a huge role and would play an even greater role in the future.

He said: "The so-called MICE is actually the abbreviation of four words. They are M, Money, which can be bought by money, women or other interests. Ideology, which can be driven by some lofty ideals. C, Compromise, can Coerced. E, ego, refers to those who think they are better than others and want to find excitement by doing difficult work. "

Having said this, Arthur couldn't help but ask: "Charles, do you have any particularly lofty ideals?"

Wheatstone thought for a moment and shook his head: "Not yet."

Arthur asked again: "Are you very selfish?"

Whetstone thought for a while: "I just don't like dealing with people, but it's too hurtful to say that I am egotistical."

Arthur continued to ask: "Can you be bought with money or women?"

Whetstone suddenly blushed: "I... uh... maybe I can consider this..."

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Arthur: "No, Charles, I know you very well, you can't."

Wheatstone scratched his head and said sheepishly: "Arthur, this... can really work."

Arthur said seriously: "You'd better think carefully before answering. The gun on the table is loaded with bullets this time."

"I..." Wheatstone took a deep breath: "Okay, I can't."

"Now." Arthur spread his hands and said, "Charles, you see, you are being coerced."

Whetstone glared and said, "If you play like this, no one will not be coerced."

"That's not true." Arthur leaned on the chair: "Do you remember Mr. Elder Carter?"

"Of course, that's a strange man!"

Arthur said: "As for Elder, even if I put a gun to his head, he will still be bribed by a woman. By the way, I always thought that he might become the best employee in the bureau, maybe He may become an intelligence legend throughout Great Britain, because his desires have always been single, and this trait of his is too valuable for intelligence officers facing many temptations. Of course, all of what I said is true. The premise is that he must not die in the hands of Amazon cannibals."

When Whetstone heard this, he just felt that Arthur was making fun of him.

But fortunately, after these wise words, his mood was not as nervous as when he just received the recording.

After all, this is just learning about the conspiracy of a congressman and the magistrate. Could it be more terrifying than having Chief Hastings put a gun to his head?

Wheatstone said helplessly: "So, why did you leave me here?"

When Arthur heard this, he just smiled and said: "Charles, actually, I have always wanted to apologize to you. I think I might have been too harsh on you in the past, and you were afraid of social interaction, but I have repeatedly removed you from my safe house. Dragging him into this colorful world is really inhumane."

As soon as Arthur finished speaking, Wheatstone was so shocked that he could not speak for a long time, perhaps because he was too shocked.

After a long time, he stammered and asked: "Ya...Arthur, you...you have a conscience?"

Arthur nodded slowly and said: "Yes, I think, I hope you can forgive me for my past mistakes. Charles, I'm sorry for you. But you must also understand that the London Police Intelligence Bureau is a new organization that has just been established. , so there are definitely deficiencies in the emotional care of employees.”

"No..." Wheatstone said with some emotion: "Arthur, I misunderstood you before. Mr. Dickens always told me that you were a good person, but I never believed it. I still cursed in my heart. You are an asshole, I was wrong to think so."

"Yeah?"

Arthur's smile became brighter: "Charles, I am honored to inform you that in order to take care of your personal emotions, the bureau has decided to grant you a small room, absolutely isolated from the world, absolutely undisturbed, except for Apart from providing you with three meals a day, you won't see anyone there. Am I interested in you?

Of course, this kind of room bureau is not rich. After all, as you know, there are quite a lot of people in London who apply for this kind of single room, so I can only grant you a one-week residence period at most. Once the time is up, you can I have to move out. If you want to live there next time, you have to apply in advance, or find someone to fight on the street. "

"Huh?" Wheatstone frowned, and he discovered the subtlety of the matter: "You...what house are you talking about?"

Arthur did not answer the question. He just knocked on the table lightly. Tom and Tony, who had been waiting outside the door, opened the door and saluted him: "Sir!"

Wheatstone stood up in shock: "You...what are you going to do? I just made a contribution to the bureau, how could you do this to me?"

"Charles, don't get excited. The management of the bureau has always been humane. Your room is customized, just like Mr. Rimmel's perfume."

Arthur raised his hand to signal him to calm down, but just as he comforted Wheatstone, he heard him speak again.

"Invite Mr. Wheatstone into the bureau's welfare house. He will live there temporarily until Congressman Bernie Harrison's case is concluded. By the way, the food standard can be set a little higher. The excess of the meal standard will be taken from me. It will be deducted from my salary. After all, Mr. Wheatstone moved in because of my personal relationship. As a leader, I can’t waste the funds of the bureau, can I?”