Shadow of great britain

Sir Arthur Hastings was the first to be arrested. He had just got off the bus in Göttingen. Sir August Schneider, who was traveling with him, proposed to have a beer, and the two happily walked into the beer hall. , happened to bump into Göttingen university students holding a liberal rally here.

Arthur felt that something was not right, but he didn't care. When he finished ordering sausages and beer, Göttingen police officers who specialize in monitoring the activities of college students filed in.

Sir Arthur Hastings was startled when the Göttingen police force tackled him outside the pub, shouting, 'I'm here for a beer, what are you doing? ’ While punching and kicking, he tried his best to resist.

He roared, broke free from the policeman's grasp, and rushed towards the police chief who was five or six steps away.

Arthur used to be a policeman and practiced martial arts. He was a Fiore style swordsman. He once killed a dozen Barbary pirates by himself at sea. He was the same as Napoleon Francois Bert with the foil sword. Lan Yishi is a bright character. Once he pounces on him and injures the police chief, how can he do that?

At this critical moment, five or six policemen on the side reacted quickly, rushed up and knocked him down, held him down, and handcuffed him. In the process of arresting the college students who rioted in the beer hall, Arthur was the only one who was handcuffed. After his arrest, he was under the strictest supervision.

——Elder Carter, "Arthur Hastings and the Liberal Constitutional Reform of the Kingdom of Hanover"

In the interrogation room of the police station, the police chief with panda eyes sat on one side of the interrogation table with a serious face, looking at Arthur sitting opposite him with a displeased face.

During the Beer Hall Operation, the Göttingen Police Department suffered heavy losses, and many police officers were stained, and a large proportion of them were thanks to the guy in front of them.

What’s even more irritating is that this guy was stubbornly resisting and shouting things like, ‘Let me go, are you trying to go against His Majesty the King’s Imperial Seal? ’ ‘This is really unreasonable. I think the police reform in the Kingdom of Hanover is imperative! ’ and other shouting statements.

The more the police chief looked at this kid, the more angry he became. Originally, the only way to deal with an incident like student commotion was to spend a few days in class and be expelled from school. But given that this guy is so stubborn, he needs to be strengthened no matter what. If he is charged with conspiring to start an uprising, where will the Göttingen Police Department's reputation go in the future?

Originally, His Majesty the King was already dissatisfied with the police work in the Kingdom of Hanover, and even sent a police consultant, Sir Arthur Hastings, to Hanover to preside over police reform.

If the news of the poor performance of the Göttingen Police Department falls on the ears of Sir Arthur Hastings, according to the practice of starting a new officer with three fires, then the Pickelhaube helmet on his head will be in danger.

When he thought of this, the police chief immediately stepped up his interrogation of Arthur.

He slammed the table, trying to overpower the young man across from him.

"Tell me! Whose accomplice are you, this rebellious traitor, and who ordered you to lead students to cause trouble in Göttingen?"

Arthur was also holding back his anger at this time. He never expected that his first day in Göttingen would be so useless.

He just had a meal in a beer hall, and then he got involved in the riot inexplicably, and was handcuffed to the police station for no apparent reason. And I don’t know if it was because his German was not standard. No matter how he explained, the Hanover police couldn’t listen to him. They insisted on saying that he was a student leader who organized riots.

Arthur looked at the police chief and felt sick to his stomach.

You know, back in London, he was the one sitting across the interrogation table.

Arthur took a deep breath and replied as calmly as possible: "Mr. Director, I think there should be some misunderstanding between us?"

"Misunderstanding?" Hearing Arthur's soft words, the police chief's attitude became tougher. He knocked on the table with his knuckles: "How can there be a misunderstanding about the riot in a beer hall? If you explain everything exactly , I might consider giving him a lighter sentence, but if your attitude is still as stubborn as before and you don't reveal your accomplices and the mastermind behind it, I guarantee that by this time tomorrow, you will have been dragged to target practice!"

When Arthur heard this, he couldn't help but kicked the interrogation table and yelled.

"I am not a hero, let alone anyone's ally! I am a knight of William IV for three years. I am a disciple of Mr. Bentham, Lord Brougham and the Earl of Durham. I can also say my mentor, and the authority of British jurisprudence. , the Royal Chancellor and the Ambassador to Russia are my mentors! Four years ago, I served as a patrol detective in the Royal Metropolitan Police, and then became a police inspector in Greenwich, an executive superintendent in two London metropolitan areas, and a criminal supervisor. I was the Assistant Superintendent of the Investigation Department and the Police Intelligence Bureau until I was transferred to the position of Superintendent of the University of Göttingen half a month ago. Every step was promoted by His Majesty the King. When it comes to my support, His Majesty the King is my supporter. I am just an accomplice of His Majesty the King!”

But the police chief apparently took Arthur's words as bluff.

Anyone who has ever served as a police officer knows that many prisoners will become angry due to the breakdown of their psychological defenses when being interrogated. However, their anger is just to cover up their fear. As long as the interrogators remain calm, the prisoners' anger will soon subside, and their secrets will be revealed like beans from a bamboo tube.

"His Majesty the King is your backer?" The police chief put his feet on the interrogation table and wrote the report without raising his head: "You mean to say that His Majesty the King is the instigator of the riot? Ha, it seems that it should be Add a charge of insulting the royal family to you. I have to say that you are very lucky. If I were the judge, this charge alone would be enough to sentence you to life-long hard labor..."

Before the police chief finished speaking, there was a knock on the door in the interrogation room.

"Enter."

A young policeman who looked about the same age as Arthur pushed open the door of the interrogation room, rushed to the police chief and saluted: "Sir, there is a diplomat holding the badge of the British Foreign Office outside the police station asking to see you. ”

When the police chief heard this, he quickly stood up and smoothed his collar: "It seems that Sir Arthur Hastings has arrived. Yesterday, the Ministry of Internal Affairs sent someone to say that Sir Arthur Hastings was appointed by August of the British Foreign Office. Mr. Schneider accompanied him to Göttingen to take office.”

Having said this, he also asked the little police officer: "Is there anyone else next to the diplomat?"

"There's a tall guy next to him."

"That's right, that's Sir Arthur Hastings. I heard people say that Sir is very tall and as strong as a dragoon. He must be a man with a seal beard and a pendant on his waist. Jian, a stern middle-aged man, right?”

"No! Sir, the tall man next to Mr. Schneider is Professor Johann Herbart, the dean of the School of Philosophy at the University of Göttingen."

"And where is the Jazzman?"

When the young police officer heard this, he didn't dare to answer. He just kept signaling to the police chief with his eyes.

The police chief didn't know how big a trap he had made. He lowered his head and straightened his wrinkled white gloves. While slowly putting on the gloves one by one, he said: "I'll pick a few of the tallest and strongest ones in the station later." , come with me to visit the hotel where Sir is staying, and I want to report to him face to face that with the powerful actions of the Göttingen Police Department, we have just defeated a student riot sponsored and instigated by forces outside France. "

The young police officer was covered in sweat. He racked his brains and tried to help the director to find out more: "Sir, isn't this bad? Haven't we not found out who organized this operation yet? Why are we talking to the French government? Got involved?"

"Who else could it be if it wasn't the French government? They have been at odds with Britain and our Kingdom of Hanover since a long time ago. Your Excellencies in the Kingdom's Cabinet will be satisfied with this answer, and the Sir will definitely highly recognize our work."

"But..." the young police officer felt as if his heart was being grasped by someone: "Sir, this is definitely not good after all... We have no evidence yet."

When the director heard this, he frowned slightly. He glanced at the young police officer: "Be smart. To be a policeman, you must not only be able to use a stick, but also use your brain. Have you forgotten how the college students in the beer hall gave speeches? Did they regard Heinrich Heine as a hero, and Heine had just received official funding from the French government some time ago. We have every reason to suspect that this riot was led by the French government behind Heine. ”

Having said this, an idea flashed in the director's mind, and he turned to look at Arthur: "Did you take the aid from Heine?"

Arthur suppressed his anger and replied: "I take help from Heine? It's him who takes help from me!"

"Oh..." The director nodded approvingly at Arthur when he heard this: "If you had been so cooperative earlier, wouldn't there have been so many things?"

After finishing speaking, the police chief said to the young police officer: "Look, people have admitted that this riot was instigated by Heine. Later you will draft an investigation report and send it to my desk before leaving get off work. I will pick it up in the evening." "Send it to Sir Arthur Hastings."

When the young police officer heard this, he couldn't help but hold his head in despair and shouted: "Chief! Why can't you understand?"

"What do you understand?" The police chief scratched his head.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of Arthur's handcuffs hitting the interrogation table: "After the report is written, I won't bother you to send it to the hotel. If it's not troublesome, you can just bring it here and give it to me for review."

The police chief was stunned when he heard this. Then he glanced at the young police officer who was about to faint, and then turned to look at the 'student leader' sitting upright behind him.

An indescribable emotion welled up in his belly. Even though there was no sunlight in the interrogation room, it still didn't affect his head, which was buzzing from the sun.

The police chief couldn't help but exclaimed: "No wonder it feels so hot today. It turns out there is an Apollo sitting here!"

…

Half an hour later.

Outside the small Göttingen Police Station, the backbone of the Göttingen Police Department were all present.

The police officers were divided into two queues, arranged in order of height.

The released college students walked out of the police station and were shocked when they saw the formation. They thought that the police had temporarily repented and wanted to take them back to jail.

They hesitated for a moment, and finally, the bolder ones among the students took the lead to walk down the steps. Only after confirming that the police did not intend to re-arrest them did they feel free to call their classmates back to school.

But they were not happy for long. Suddenly, they heard an order coming from the police station: "Salute!"

The police officers in line raised their flintlock guns in order, as if mechanically.

Immediately afterwards, the students saw the gentleman from an unknown college who showed great power in the tavern riot walking out of the police station accompanied by the police chief.

Standing at the door of the police station, Schneider and Professor Johann Herbart, dean of the School of Philosophy at the University of Göttingen, could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

They murmured privately: "Fortunately, we arrived in time and didn't cause any big trouble."

Arthur put on his white gloves as he walked, and the police chief led the way diligently by his side.

"Sir, come this way. Are you free tonight? I would like to invite you to my home. The celebrities in Göttingen knew in advance that you were about to arrive here for guidance a few days ago. What did they hope to do? I will take the lead in organizing a dancing tea party for you. I wonder if you can enjoy it? "

Of course Arthur knew what he was worried about. He said as he walked: "Director Schmidt, don't worry. I am always fair in dealing with things. As the kingdom's constitutional reform consultant and the supervisor of the University of Göttingen, the most important thing is It means doing things fairly and performing your duties conscientiously with a heart that is not mixed with any selfish desires.”

"Of course, of course."

Police Chief Schmidt complimented: "Everyone knows that you have been a knight of William IV for three years. You have sworn under the flag of St. George to do things in the spirit of chivalry. His Majesty the King has a sharp eye. If you don't have How can you get such a knight-like character? However, it is precisely because you are such a talented person that everyone wants to make friends with you. But most of the gentlemen in Göttingen don't have this. You have the courage to make this request, so it’s up to me to shamelessly invite you to the tea party.”

Arthur was annoyed by him, and he knew in his heart that if he didn't go to the tea party, Schmidt might not be able to sleep well during this period. Although this guy arrested him indiscriminately, which was really stupid, he would inevitably need this guy's help during his tenure in Göttingen.

Now through the arrest incident, Arthur has taken advantage of him. If he needs his help in the future, Schmidt probably won't dare to push back.

Just like when Arthur asked to release the students, Schmidt immediately complied without saying anything, which is a clear proof.

Arthur thought about this, thought about it, and finally suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart and agreed: "Okay, Schmidt, you decide the time. As long as it does not affect the next work, I will be there."

Schmidt breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and saluted: "Of course, Sir, I will definitely choose a time that is convenient for you."

After Arthur finished explaining Schmidt, he walked forward alone. He saw the students gathered outside the police station, and suddenly an idea came to his mind.

Although it was unseemly to be arrested by the police, but on second thought, this seemed like a good opportunity to get closer to the students.

Just like when Vidocq was handling cases in the past, his accomplices who often pretended to be criminals were arrested together, and the criminal organization's trust in him was established through the experience of being imprisoned. It seems that Arthur can also use this opportunity to establish himself as a progressive fighter in the eyes of the students.

When he thought of this, Arthur couldn't help but smile.

He rubbed his hair before walking out of the police station lobby, and then unbuttoned his coat, trying to make himself look more embarrassed.

After making sure that everything was ready, he limped out of the lobby of the police station, stood on the steps and coughed with a fake smile, attracting everyone's attention.

"I originally thought that I could have a more decent meeting, but it's better to choose a different day. Since the students are all here, I might as well introduce myself to you here. Dear students, I, Arthur Black Stings, the new Chancellor of the University of Göttingen, would like to pay tribute to you.”