Chapter 393 Talents Come to Your Doorstep

On an ordinary morning, Charles got up and sat at his desk, gnawing on the bread brought by the orderly, without washing his face or brushing his teeth.

This seems unhygienic and something the Shire would not have done in the past.

But after returning from the battlefield of Gallipoli and experiencing the blood-stained dirt and feces-smelling tunnels there, as well as the rotting smell of corpses in the air, he no longer cared about this.

Tijani held up the newspaper and raised it to Charles and said, "It's amazing, isn't it? You can actually see human bones!"

"What?" Ciel, who had food in his mouth, responded vaguely.

Tijani handed the newspaper to Charles and clicked on a picture with his finger: "This is Madame Curie's invention."

Charles was stunned for a moment when he heard "Madame Curie", and his chewing movements slowed down unconsciously.

Of course Charles knew who Madame Curie was and had grown up hearing her name. Charles just didn't realize that Madame Curie actually lived in the same time and space as him.

Charles turned his attention to the newspaper and saw a big headline on the front page: "The 'Little Curie Family' has helped more than 100,000 injured people so far and received proper treatment."

The picture shows a car, with Madame Curie sitting in it, her eyes somewhat melancholy.

After reading the content, Charles learned that the car was invented by Marie Curie. It was equipped with a radioactive device and could be driven to field hospitals to take pictures of injured soldiers. Marie Curie called it the "little Curie family".

(The picture above shows Marie Curie in her radiology medical vehicle. During World War I, she created the first military radiology imaging center in France, equipped with 20 mobile X-ray machines, and also equipped a field hospital with 200 X-ray machine, a total of 1 million sick and wounded were treated with X-ray equipment during the war)

"A great woman." Ciel sighed sincerely.

Tijani agreed with a "hmm", but then shrugged: "It's a pity that French citizens don't seem to agree with her."

"Don't agree?" Charles looked at Tijani in surprise: "Why?"

Tijani turned to look at Charles, with confusion and surprise on his face: "You haven't heard of it? All French people know it."

Ciel said "Oh": "I pay little attention to external affairs, except for reading."

Tijani rolled her eyes, it was obvious that her parents were too strict.

"It seems to have happened three years ago." Tijani explained: "Mrs. Curie wrote a love letter and it was published in the 'Paris News'. Then people knew that Curie was dating Professor Langevin, and later The person is a student of Curie’s deceased husband.”

Charles smiled softly: "What does this mean?"

It's just a teacher-student relationship.

Not wanting to mention, Jani added: "Professor Lang Zhiwan is a married man."

Charles was speechless for a moment, he had never heard of this.

Tijani raised her hand: "Then rumors spread. Many people believed that this relationship started before her husband's death. Some even said that her husband committed suicide because of it. What's even more exaggerated is that some people suspected that there was a conspiracy. …”

Charles sighed. He seemed to understand why Madame Curie was always so lonely and depressed in the photos.

After taking a sip of milk, Charles shook his head and sighed: "The French are very strange. They praise Harry, who is so useless, to heaven, but they cannot tolerate such a small stain on Mary."

This is indulgent and romantic France!

Tijani was stunned and seemed to think that what Ciel said made sense.

After thinking for a while, Tijani gave a barely reasonable explanation: "Perhaps, people have higher demands on scientists, just like they have high demands on you."

Ciel put the empty cup on the table and looked at Tijani fiercely: "So, you called Harry to my bathroom?"

Tijani was stunned. He didn't expect Ciel to think of this.

"Damn it!" Tijani slapped his head: "Why didn't I think that I should have brought a few reporters with me and prepared cameras that day? I missed a great headline!"

Ciel threw the leftover bread directly at him, this glib guy.

However, Charles understood that this was not just because Marie Curie was a scientist, but also because she was a woman. There was still serious discrimination and prejudice against women in this era.

"General." At this time, a guard trotted up to Charles and reported: "Someone wants to see you, an American. He said he has important information about the Germans."

The first thing that Ciel thought of was the "Lady in White". This organization is mostly civilians and exists in various countries.

But when I thought about it, I felt something was wrong. The members of "Lady in White" shouldn't be so reckless. Coming to the door would almost reveal their identity.

"Let him in." Ciel ordered, with doubts.

Tijani was more thoughtful and asked the guard: "Have you searched me?"

"Searched." The guard replied: "There are no weapons, and there is nothing suspicious."

…

Charles brought people to the conference room. No matter how he looked at the white-haired old man in front of him, he didn't look like a spy.

"You can speak now." Charles nodded towards him: "What do you want to tell me?"

"That's it, General." The old man looked a little nervous. He rubbed his hands and swallowed: "Two years ago, the Titanic hit an iceberg and sank. Since then, I have been... thinking about it. The thing is, what I think is this..."

Charles was a little surprised. The Titanic sank two years ago? It's so close to me.

"It has nothing to do with the Germans, right?" Charles joked, "You mean it was sunk by the Germans?"

"No, of course not." The old man blushed, and after a moment's hesitation, he replied, "I'm very sorry, General. I actually don't have any information about the Germans."

This might be a fan, Charles thought, asking for autographs under the pretext of providing information.

"Where's the book?" Charles asked.

The old man looked at Charles with a confused look on his face, "What book?"

"Where should I sign?" Charles took out a pen from the drawer, "Don't use this method next time."

The old man was stunned for a while before reacting, "No, no, I'm not here to ask for autographs."

"What is that?" Charles was a little embarrassed.

"I am..." The old man paused, then took a deep breath and seemed to be determined: "My name is Versenden, General, I study radio. In the past two years, because of the sinking of the Titanic, I have been studying the method of underwater detection of icebergs. Not long ago, I applied for the industrial property rights of the "echo sounder". It can detect icebergs two miles away. I think it may be useful to you."

Charles' eyes widened instantly.

Radio expert?

"Echo sounder" for detecting icebergs? And it can detect icebergs two miles away. Isn't this the prototype of sonar?

How did such a talent come to me? !