Chapter 12 Clues (Asking for Monthly Votes)

As the Black Sheep Gang members were talking, they heard a commotion not far away, as if someone was robbing in the street.

The royal guards immediately ran over and warned loudly: "Get down immediately, otherwise we have the right to shoot you!"

The two thugs from the Hos Gang ignored them, chopped down the victim with a knife, and ran towards an alley without looking back.

These royal guards were completely different from the poorly equipped police. Each of them had a musket and a breastplate.

They immediately lined up, aimed their guns, and the leader shouted again: "Last warning, get down immediately!"

The robbers made an insulting gesture behind them, laughed wildly and ran faster. According to their experience, as long as they were brave and ran fast, no matter who was the police or anyone else, they could do nothing to them.

However, this time they were facing the most elite guards in France.

"Shoot!" With the leader's order, five muskets sounded at the same time. Two thugs in the distance were hit by bullets and fell forward. Several palm-sized holes appeared on their backs, and blood was gushing out.

The precise shooting and the decisive and terrifying momentum frightened the Black Sheep Gang and made them shrink their necks.

They looked at each other, and didn't even care about checking the dead brothers, and hurried back to report to the boss.

The Prince's Guard swept the entire St. Anthony district like an invincible beast. Just after 10 o'clock in the morning, 6 gang members were hit by their bullets. The two gangs that were originally arrogant and were causing trouble everywhere suddenly became weak...

This was the order Joseph gave to the guards. As long as they encountered someone committing a crime, they would be shot directly if they couldn't catch him! Use strong medicine for serious illnesses, and don't use blood to deter these gang members. I don't know how many citizens will die. Anyway, it's the era of royal power. No one should talk about the personal rights of criminals. There is no saint in his place!

The leader of the Hoss gang huddled in his lair, watching the tall and strong royal guards walking through the street through the gap in the curtains. His eyelids twitched at their imposing manner.

The door of the house would be knocked from time to time, and it was the news from his men that the gang members were arrested or shot dead.

Today, he had lost 17 men, and his heart was bleeding. "I'm just a gangster. Is it worth sending troops to suppress me?"

The Black Sheep Gang reacted a little faster and took everyone back at noon, losing only a dozen people.

For two consecutive days, there were no more vicious cases in the Saint Anthony district - although Similion's remuneration was high, the royal guards were really deadly. No matter how much money you make, it's useless if you don't have a life to spend it!

When the news that the gang members had stopped was passed back to the police station, everyone was excited and praised the prince's decisiveness and means, as well as the mighty royal guards.

Joseph didn't care about the flattery of the crowd. He knew very well that the guards only used thundering means to temporarily deter the gang members, but it would not take long for these gangs to find loopholes. After all, the guards were not familiar with this place and did not understand criminal investigation.

In addition, most of the guards were knights with titles. If they were kept patrolling the streets, they would soon become lazy due to low morale.

There is only a thousand days to be a thief, but there is no thousand days to guard against thieves. If the mastermind behind this chaos is not found, a big case will appear sooner or later.

Security inspector Alden knocked on the door and entered the room, saluted and said: "Your Highness, all the people caught have been interrogated. They are all small fish, but many of them mentioned that someone gave the leader a thousand livres for each job, and they could also get a lot."

Joseph frowned secretly. These guys really committed crimes with money. 1,000 livres at a time? This mastermind is really generous!

He ordered Alden to interrogate him more carefully, and then he saw an officer of the guards walk in quickly, saluting respectfully and saying:

"Your Highness, my men just caught a man named Valiant, who seems to be of unusual status..."

"Valiant?" Alden beside him immediately said excitedly, "He is the second leader of the Black Sheep Gang! How did you catch him?!"

The officer said: "He was fighting with someone in the casino. When I led the team to the scene, he tried to escape, and my men shot and killed three of his men. If he hadn't given his name, he would have been killed."

Alden swallowed He spitted, sympathizing with the gangsters of the Black Sheep Gang, and looked at Joseph and said:

"Your Highness, Valian may know something, I will go to interrogate him now!"

In less than an hour, Magoni hurried back, not even wiping the blood on his body, and handed a confession to Joseph:

"Your Highness, great harvest!"

Joseph saw the confession of the leader of the Black Sheep Gang, that a man named Raymond paid them to create chaos, one thousand livres each time, and whoever made more trouble between them and the Hoss Gang in a month could get another 20,000 livres.

He frowned slightly and said: "What does this Raymond do?"

Alden shook his head, but the police clerk next to him said in surprise: "He is Mr. Similion's cousin."

"Cimiron?" Joseph felt that the name was a little familiar.

The clerk said: "It is the former police commissioner of this district."

Joseph immediately understood, no wonder nearly a hundred people in the police station asked for leave at the same time, it turned out that the mastermind behind the scenes was their old superior, then everything made sense.

Arden was promoted from the original civilian patrol team. He didn't understand these twists and turns. He looked at Joseph with an inquiring look: "Your Highness, are you going to arrest Similion?"

Joseph was about to nod, but suddenly thought of something and asked the clerk: "How much was Similion's previous salary?"

"It should be 30 livres per month, Your Highness."

"Is he from a big family?"

"No, Your Highness, Mr. Similion's father seems to be a small civil servant and his family is ordinary."

Joseph narrowed his eyes: "With his salary, it would take more than 50 years to save 20,000 livres. Where did he get such a large sum of money?"

Alden was stunned: "What do you mean?"

Joseph said slowly: "There must be someone behind him."

Alden pondered for a moment and said: "Your Highness, I remember Valian mentioned that Raymond showed them a deposit slip of 20,000 livres to prove his ability to pay. It was from the Harvray Bank."

"This may be an important clue." Joseph nodded, took out the map and checked, and found that Harvray was a small bank with only two stores in Paris.

"Viscount Emman, you and Alden..." He thought about it and shook his head, "Forget it, I'll go there myself."

In the Harvray Bank closer to the City Hall, the bank manager initially refused to let him check the accounts until Joseph revealed his identity and threatened to let the secret police check if he didn't cooperate. The manager finally compromised.

Similion's account is very simple, with only a few transactions here - he cashed a bill of exchange for 30,000 livres, and then deposited the money in several parts into the bank, one of which was 20,000 livres.

Joseph sighed that people in this era were really weak in anti-financial tracking, and then he got the most wanted information, the payee of the bill of exchange, Viscount Guizot, the Paris Police Chief!

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