Thousands of sparks

Chapter 144
Dussande and Duchamp still live on the estate, but since Androni's death Dussande has moved to live in the workshop.

He is the only one in the workshop now. Polina has been working on improving tanks in the Belford Automobile Factory. It's just processing equipment that smells like engine oil and metal.

After returning to the workshop, Dusand opened the locked desk he had been using since he was a child, and found a metal box with a combination lock inside.

After rotating the password, Dusand carefully opened the box.The box contained four thin glass tubes, and the glass jar was filled with a viscous, yellowish liquid.

This is the self-destructing cryptex sent from Orin.If the lock is unlocked without the correct password, the four fragile glass tubes will burst directly when the box is opened, and the concentrated sulfuric acid contained in the tubes can instantly turn all the papers containing valuable information into black carbon blocks.

In fact, this operation itself is a bit redundant. The information stored and archived in the box was re-transcribed in Chinese by Du Sande himself.Even if it was opened secretly by someone, they would not be able to understand the contents inside.

Du Sande found out the information inside again and looked at it—even though every piece of content in it was written by himself, reading it often can still bring him a lot of "inspiration".

[I'm Lorraine, and I'm in Olin with Mr. "Diplomat". We're working hard to build a secure intelligence organization. ] The first message was "Greetings" from Lorraine. After learning that everything was fine with Lorraine in Olin, Dusand felt a little relieved.

[The organization is in its inception period, and Mr. Diplomat made a suggestion to me - we should find a belief and goal for the members of the organization.If one opposes the empire and the emperor just to get rewards, such a person is probably unreliable.But I'm not very good at this kind of thing - do you have any good ideas? 】

Du Sande looked at the transcribed letter and showed a wry smile.

This kind of request is actually not simple at all, and it can even be said to be outrageously rare.

A secret organization formed in the capital of the empire with the goal of opposing the empire and the emperor... the challenges and pressures they faced were staggering.If there is not an ideal that is attractive enough and convincing enough for the participants to take risks and even sacrifice their lives for it, I am afraid that this organization cannot be established from the very beginning.

In Dusand's cognition, there is only one ideology and political idea that can take on this important task.But that big killer is not suitable for direct use on the soil of the empire.

Any political idea should first be established on a piece of land suitable for it.As a part of the superstructure, if political ideas want to have vitality and appeal, they first need to adapt to the underlying foundation.A superstructure that cannot adapt to the underlying foundation cannot last long, let alone attract countless people to sacrifice their lives to realize it.

In other words, the goal of this political idea must be sufficiently lofty and attractive to the participants; the means must be practical and feasible, and be able to guide the participants to achieve their goals efficiently and successfully.

Now, the task before Dusande is extremely arduous—he must complete the work that hundreds of thousands of theorists and philosophers have worked together for several years or even decades before he can finally complete the work—to kill what he has learned in his previous life. The transformation of the instrument into a materialist thought with imperial characteristics that is applicable to the current state of the empire, can help Lorraine and her organization to form, and adapt to the reality.

This arduous task still needs to be completed by Dusand as soon as possible - Lorraine has already sent three letters to remind her to change.This little girl didn't know why she had so much confidence in Dusande, she believed that her fiancé would be able to create an organizational structure suitable for her from scratch.

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Theoretical work takes time to complete. Du Sande is determined to make use of the ancient Mohist thought, taking the limitation of monarchy and pacifism as the starting point.How to translate concepts such as universal love and non-attack into the imperial language, and still have enough appeal... This still needs more time to polish.

But now the problem facing Dusand is even more serious - he must first stop Dusan from coming.

"Father." After standing outside the brightly lit flower hall for a while, Dusande calmly passed through the servants at home and directly passed Dusan's guards.Afterwards, he sat directly at the dining table in the flower hall.Looking up at Duchamp who was eating silently, Dusande sighed and said, "I have something to talk to you about."

Dusan didn't respond to his son's words, he still lowered his head and ate the food in front of him, and the speed of eating didn't even change.

"I know, you still can't let go of your mother's matter..." Dusande was still trying to persuade Duchamp in a milder way, but the answer he got was, "Speak directly if you have something to say—don't let me go from here You heard Androni's name."

Du Sande took a deep breath and was about to speak, but saw the door of the flower hall pushed open.

The Marchioness of Lafayette walked in wearing a very grand evening dress, with a bright smile on her face.

The smile froze on her face the moment she saw Du Sande.

Dusande glanced at the Marchioness of Lafayette, and then said bluntly, "Today is not a suitable day, please come again next time."

Duchamp put down the knife and fork in his hand and was about to speak, but the Marquise laughed.

She slowly walked to the table, gently opened the seat and was about to sit down, but suddenly felt that something sprayed her all over.

Dusande put down the glass in his hand and looked at the Marquise Lafayette with cold eyes. Although there was still a smile on his face, there was no smile in his eyes.

"Get out." Dusande stated his request succinctly, "The Marquis took good care of me before he died, otherwise this glass of water will turn into sulfuric acid—now, get out of here."

Duchamp didn't stop Dusande's move, in fact, this woman annoyed him too much.But for the sake of being Lafayette's widow, Duchamp never made any drastic expulsion.

He put down the table knife in his hand, looked at Du Sande and said, "Tell me, what do you want to talk about?"

Table knives made of sterling silver are slightly distorted.

"Enough people have died." Dussand said with a sigh. "The massacre killed at least 400 million people. There is no need to increase this number."

"They need to pay the price for this. For those who died, revenge cannot be stopped." Dushan said in a low voice, "Revenge is the fastest way to unite everyone."

"This is my mother's theory." Dusande tapped the table lightly and emphasized, "But what about after the revenge is over? After you kill the last mining complex worker on Newsail, what are you going to use to To unite more than 2 million people on this planet?"

Duchamp picked up the knife again, "Go away when you're done talking, I lose my appetite just looking at you."

"This kind of unreasonable massacre must stop." Dusand said firmly, "From now on, every citizen on Newsail must be executed through a fair trial in the court, and he can only be executed after he is found guilty—not just Killing people with such an unreasonable excuse as 'he is an employee of a mining complex'."

Dushan suddenly stopped, and he threw the bent knife in his hand directly on the ground, "Everyone who has given their life to the mining complex must die!"

A strong man with a height of at least 1.9 meters suddenly loses his temper. This scene is very scary.Especially after seeing this furious strong man overturning the table directly, Dusande suddenly felt the hairs on his body stand on end.

"Johnson!" After overturning the table, Dushan roared towards the outside of the flower hall.A young man in the uniform of a naval lieutenant rushed into the flower hall, then slammed his heels on Duchamp and shouted, "Your Excellency the Consul, I am waiting for your order!"

"The notice goes on, all the prisoners of the mining complex who have been detained will be executed within two days!" Dushan roared, "No one can stop the execution, do you understand?"

"Understood, sir! Execute all the prisoners of the mining complex within two days, and no one can stop it!" Johansen repeated the order loudly, then turned around and was about to go out to deliver the order.

Du Sande, who had been sitting in his seat, sighed, stood up slowly and asked, "Father, you should calm down..."

"You should have done these tasks before Androni was kidnapped! You should have done them immediately after she was killed by those damn bastards!" Duchamp kicked the chair he had been sitting on, "That's you Your mother is my wife! She just died in front of you, even her head was broken... How can you be so cold-blooded and ruthless, without any reaction?!"

Du Sande lowered his head, and after a long silence he said, "Because, there is no time for me to be sad."

"According to information from Olin, a total of 94 members of the Belford family living in Olin have been executed, including the current Patriarch, Grand Duke Andrew." Dusande looked up at his father and said calmly, "The three branches of the empire The guard fleet all withdrew from the front line and returned to Orin for rest and supplies - they abandoned all ground troops... Orin is going to attack the alliance, and once the alliance is completely eliminated, we will be the only ones in front of the empire enemy."

"And you are still massacring the residents of Newsail, weakening our already weak strength." Dusand stopped Johnson's way, and said unceremoniously, "I can't look at you like this anymore .”

"Where was that wise Dusande when Androni was kidnapped?" Dusan didn't care about his son's obstruction, he spat on the ground contemptuously, "Come and stop me if you can!" !"

"Bang bang bang" three gunshots suddenly sounded in the home of the current supreme ruler of Newsail, and the glass of the hall shattered by the bullets instantly scattered all over the ground.

Dusand, who fired three shots into the sky, didn't say anything. He just put the gun against Lieutenant Johansen's chest and motioned him to take two steps back.

Tens of seconds later, more than a dozen postmen in red with purple cloaks and red uniforms appeared around the flower hall without a sound.They entered the flower hall very naturally and skillfully, and then locked Duchamp's arms with handcuffs.

"Go back and have a good rest." Dusand put away the pistol, turned and walked out, "I'll take over the rest of the work."

After taking two steps, Dusande stopped suddenly and told the postman in red, "Go and put the Marquise Lafayette under house arrest, and take her son away and separate him. If there is any change in her , Shoot directly."

　Since I have been too busy and tired recently, and the plot card... the update is not stable, I would like to apologize to everyone.

　　Let's start today. In order to let everyone predict the update time, I will try my best to send out the update at [-]:[-] every morning.If you still haven't seen the update at seven o'clock, you can wait until eight o'clock in the evening to take another look.

　　If there is no update at [-] o'clock in the evening, it means that there will be pigeons on the same day... There will definitely be one at seven o'clock the next day.

　　Wait... When my wedding is over, all the updates I owe will be made up!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)