[Masterpiece Les Miserables] Paris Sparks

That night, Coronne did not return to the mansion on the Rue Saint-Germain.When she got into the carriage, old Duranto, who was driving, asked her, as usual, where she was going.She thought for a while and told him: "Go to 88 Rue Plumet."

She now has two guns: one pistol/gun is always with her, and she still regularly goes to the shooting range to practice shooting, and the accuracy is already very good.Another hunting/gun is kept at home just in case.On the contrary, she does not have the most common rifle/gun in the army, only a realistic model made of wood, which is placed at the residence on Rue Plumet.Now that it's covered this time, she plans to take the model back. In the next class, she can pass it on to the female workers, and also let them practice the posture of holding the gun and pulling the trigger.

Old Duranto took her to Rue Plumet, because some paving stones in front of No. 88 had been lifted up by someone, and they were a little loose. He stopped the car two houses away. "I'll wait for you right here," he said, "or do you want me to go with you?"

"Please just wait here—I'll be right out," Corona said, jumping out of the car.She took out the key at the door and opened the door.

There was a small garden in front of the small building.But Corona doesn't live here often now, let alone take care of the garden, letting it grow by itself.Over the years, the original flowers and trees in the garden are mixed with weeds and vines, and they grow lushly year after year. The large bushes are overgrown, including poplars, rose trees, vines, ferns, mallows, foxgloves, Almost covering the stone benches and tables in the garden and the house itself.The passage from the iron gate to the front door of the house was not so much through a garden as through a little jungle.When Coronna carefully walked through the weeds with the hem of her skirt, there was a commotion from the far side of the street, which seemed to be the shouting of the police, and a sudden gust of night wind brought those vague voices to her ears , but it was accompanied by a burst of blood.Corona's footsteps paused slightly.She walked to the door calmly, turned around suddenly, leaning her back against the door, holding the gun firmly in her hand and pointing at the large vines on the left.

"The police are down the street," she whispered. "Either I shoot and yell, or you come out yourself. Your choice."

[email protected][email protected]'s voice came from the dense branches and leaves.Corona clenched her jaw, holding her hand/gun steady.A figure came out of it, and she just glanced at it, then lowered her gun in shock.

"Courfeyrac?"

Without another word, she turned around and fumbled for the keyhole.The door opened, Courfeyrac came in after her, and Corona lit the lamp.It was only under the light that we could clearly see how embarrassed this always fashionable young man was: his hat was lost, his coat was torn, his hand was tightly clutching his left waist, and there were bloodstains between his fingers. "Where are you injured? Are there any other wounded?" Corona asked, turning around and running towards the door, closing the door tightly again.Out of the corner of her eye she felt Courfeyrac staring at her all the time.

"So you are so familiar with me." Courfeyrac said slowly, his voice was a little hoarse, almost biting out of his teeth, so that the little smile in his voice didn't play its due role at all. To ease the atmosphere, "It was so dark just now, yet you still recognized me at a glance."

"For God's sake, don't talk about it now." Corona sighed, and quickly pulled out a large roll of gauze from the box, "That's not the point now. Where are you hurt, Goofy?" Rucker?"

Courfeyrac turned slightly and moved his hands.Corona saw that between his index finger and middle finger, a half-cut bayonet was exposed.

"Oh, God--"

With a low cry, she knelt down beside Courfeyrac, carefully cut off his coat and the shirt inside, and observed the wound.The place where the knife penetrated was closer to the outside, but it penetrated very deep, until it reached the handle. "Be careful at the back, you can still touch a small part of the exposed tip of the knife." Courfeyrac gritted his teeth and said.

"I'm afraid it's not a wound I can deal with. I haven't studied medicine, so I can't be sure whether there is an internal injury inside." Coronne whispered urgently. "I have to call a doctor—where are Combeferre and Jolie ?”

Courfeyrac stared at her keenly: "Combeferre and Joly?"

"I can't call for an ordinary doctor--it's too unsafe. I can't send you a long jolt in the carriage to a doctor I know well. Come on, Courfeyrac, Combeferre." Where is He Ruoli?!"

"How did you know them?" asked Courfeyrac. "Did Cole tell you about Combeferre and Jolie?"

Corona was stunned.She just woke up from the high tension and worry, and understood what this meant: Courfeyrac still seemed to think that she and Cole Caton were two people.

……No way?

At the time when the relationship was broken, she was so angry that she was almost speechless, indeed she did not reveal her identity clearly.However, she has left quite a few loopholes, if they really want to investigate, it is not difficult to guess the truth...

Was it that they never really investigated her, never really suspected her?

Corona didn't know what it was like for a moment.She pursed her lips and asked directly, "Are they at home, at Mourshang, or at Collins?"

This also shows that she is very familiar with the places where they often move, so there is no need for Courfeyrac to conceal the truth for safety reasons.He also answered very frankly: "I don't know about Ruo Li. Gong Baifei has an exam today, so he didn't go to the rally. He should go to Miaoshang to wait for news after the exam."

Corona folded a piece of gauze into a square in twos and threes, pressed Courfeyrac's wound firmly, and then stood up resolutely.

"If you still trust me, stay here, and I will go to Combeferre at once, and bring him here," said she; "if you don't trust me, I can help you where you are going—but I am very worried about you. Whether the physical condition can bear it."

"I don't think I can still walk. It seems that this is the only option." Courfeyrac smiled with his mouth crooked.Corona helped him lie down on the sofa, and heard his hissing and breathing in a low voice.She hurried to the table and pulled off a piece of gauze, wiped her hands vigorously, grabbed the key, and blew out the oil lamp on the table.

"I'll be back as soon as possible." She said, trotted to the door, turned back suddenly, tore off her blood-stained cloak and threw it at the door. Going to the door, Courfeyrac heard the soft soles stepping over the weeds in the courtyard, the iron gate outside was suddenly pushed open, and the sound of running disappeared in an instant.

She even forgot her pistol/gun on the table.

Corona almost sprinted in front of the carriage, startling old Duranto.

"To the Place Saint-Michel," she gasped.

"...Miss?" Old Duranto asked hesitantly.

"Quick! Take me to the Café Mourshang on the Place Saint-Michel, the sooner the better," she said as she climbed into the car.

Old Duranto didn't ask any more questions, he just raised the reins and urged the horse to move forward.Coronna sat in the carriage, opened the curtain, carefully rubbed off the tiny blood scabs on her hands by the moonlight outside the window, and repeatedly urged old Duranto to hurry up, her heart beating violently.Naturally, she could imagine that Gong Baifei would never be the only one in Miao Shang's back hall at this time.Although the meeting place of the workers is still far away from the Saint-Michel Square, it goes without saying that some people who failed to attend will go there to wait for news, and some people who escaped the police will definitely go there to discuss the next step .In the past, Miao Shang's back hall was always dominated by students from ABC's Friends Club, and workers may also join in today.

Of course, women have never been allowed to enter Miao Shang's back hall, so Corona is not worried about this.Louison, the dishwashing woman, couldn't stop her, she just barged in—and she couldn't think much about it at the moment.

She would be recognized, and after tonight everyone would know that she was a woman, that was certain; she could not say that she was not at all afraid of what she was about to face, but that was all right.What worried her most was that Courfeyrac was definitely not the only one who was injured.Of course, she knew that there were many medical students who sympathized with the workers and were willing to lend a helping hand, but what if one of them happened to call Combeferre away, and he wasn't at Meuchan at the moment?Even if Courfeyrac's wound had been lucky enough to escape internal organs, the profuse bleeding would have been fatal.In the middle of the night, where would she go to find another doctor she could trust?

She rubbed her hands anxiously and repeatedly, trying to look around the dark night outside the car.Finally, the carriage stopped, and Old Duranto's voice sounded: "Here we are, miss—"

Before she could finish her sentence, she lifted her skirt and jumped out. "Wait for me!" She left a sentence, took a look, and rushed into Miao Shang.

There was no one in Miao Shang's front hall, but the lights were still on.Louison, the dishwashing girl, was sitting idly by the counter, startled by the blonde girl who suddenly rushed in.She stood up, just opened her mouth, and before she could say a word, Corona had already run into the aisle leading to the back hall.

"Hey, wait!" Luisong was stunned for a while, then reacted, and hurriedly chased after him, yelling, "You can't get in the back!"

During the moment she was in a daze, Corona had already rushed halfway through the corridor.Louison was yelling and chasing after her as she ran across the corridor in one swift breath and knocked open the door of the back hall, while the people in the back hall heard her yelling and were leaving by the back door.

"Gongbofei!" Corona shouted loudly, without even taking a look at the people in the room.

People's movements stopped for a while.

Obviously, what they were expecting was a fully armed policeman rushing in, not a beautiful girl with disheveled blond hair and panting.They exchanged surprised and hesitant glances, but this short pause was enough for Corona to recognize Combeferre in the crowd.Without waiting for the others to react, she ran straight to Combeferre, and took his arm in hers. "Follow me! Courfeyrac is wounded."

Combeferre was startled by her. "Where is he?" He quickly responded and asked hastily.

"I'll take you there. Go!"

She was about to turn and leave, pulling Combeferre, when she was suddenly seized by a large hand. "Who are you? Where are you taking Gongbofei?" asked a worker she didn't know suspiciously.

Coronna flicked hard and waved his hand away.The other party was taken aback: he didn't use all his strength, obviously he didn't expect a girl to have such great strength. "When I bring the doctor to Courfeyrac, question me all you want, monsieur!"

"You—" The other party raised his hand, but his hand was stopped in the air.Enjolras stepped forward, frowning slightly, and looked at Corona with a majestic expression. "Courfeyrac is with you?"

"Correct."

"I'm sorry I doubted you, but how can you prove this isn't a trap? Who told you to come here?"

Corona gritted her teeth and raised her head.She looked back at Enjolras' gaze calmly, without any sign of flinching in her expression.She spoke calmly, lowering her voice, returning to her male voice.

"It was Combeferre who told me here, and it was Combeferre who brought me here himself. I am Corona Evermond, and I am Cole Carton.—this identity is enough to win your trust, let me Take a doctor to save Courfeyrac's life, Enjolras?"

The author has something to say: Of course you have to take off the vest you put on yourself! (What a strange reason