Chapter 332 Two instructions

During the daytime on June 6, the superior ordered a search of the sewers.They feared that the vanquished would use it as a refuge, and the Prefect of Police, Gisquet, was in charge of searching the hideouts of Paris, while General Bijou cleared the open mobs of Paris; There are representatives of the army above the power, and the police station is responsible for the following.Three teams of police officers and sewer cleaners explore the underground plumbing of Paris.The first team is on the right bank of the river, the second team is on the left bank of the river, and the third team is in the city center.

The police were armed with carbines, clubs, knives and swords. At this moment Jean Valjean was illuminated by the lanterns of the patrol on the right bank of the river. The patrol had just inspected the crooked alleyways and three dead ends below Clockface Street.When they searched the end of the dead end with their portable lanterns, Jean Valjean had already reached the entrance of the alley on the road, and he thought it was narrower than the main canal, so he walked through it without entering.As the policemen came out of the alley in the Rue de la Clockface, they thought they heard a sound coming from the direction of the main canal. It was indeed Jean Valjean's footsteps.The police squad leader raised his lantern, and the squad began looking through the mist toward where the voice had been heard.

It was an indescribable moment for Jean Valjean. Fortunately, although he could see the lantern, it couldn't see him.It is light and he is shadow.He was far away, hidden in the blackness there.He stopped, huddled against the wall. Besides, he had no idea what was moving behind him.Insomnia, lack of food, and nervousness caused him to enter the realm of seeing phantoms as well.He saw a fire, and around the fire were demons.What are these?He doesn't understand. Jean Valjean stopped, and his voice fell silent. The patrol heard nothing after listening quietly.They looked and saw nothing.They discussed it.

At that time, there was a kind of intersection called "duty office" in the sewer on the Montmartre side, but it was canceled later because the water accumulated there formed a pond, which was formed when the torrent of rainwater encountered obstacles there during the downpour. of.The patrol huddled at this intersection. Jean Valjean saw these goblins forming a circle.The bulldogs put their heads together and spoke in low voices. As a result of the meeting, these night watch dogs thought it was a mistake, there was no sound, and there was no one here, there was no need to get into the main ditch, it was a waste of time, they should go to St. Things to do or "bussango" to track down, that's also in this area.

From time to time parties put on new clothes for old curses, and in 1832 the word "Bussango" replaced the obsolete Jacobins and the uncommon but later very useful Demagists. The squad leader ordered to turn left and advance along the banks of the Seine.Had he thought of dividing into two groups and going in two directions, Jean Valjean would have been arrested.This is really a critical moment.It is possible that the police station has an instruction, and it is estimated that they will fight a large number of rioters, and the patrol team is not allowed to disperse.The patrol started off again, leaving Jean Valjean behind, of which Jean Valjean knew nothing, except that the lantern had suddenly turned and disappeared.

Before leaving, in order to fulfill his duty as a police officer, the squad leader shot at the place where he left, in the direction of Jean Valjean. The sound of the gunshots caused constant echoes in the underground tomb, like the bowel sounds of a Titan.A lump of earth fell into a small stream of water, which splashed a few steps in front of Jean Valjean, and told him that the bullet had struck the vault of his head. The sound of neat and slow footsteps echoed in the channel, and the increasing distance made it gradually weaken.The group of black shadows drilled into the depths, and a little light flickered and floated, forming a round light red dark light, shining on the vault.The circle of light gradually diminished and then disappeared.The deep silence reappeared, and it returned to the complete darkness, and the deaf and blind were once again the companions of the darkness; Jean Valjean, not daring to move, leaned against the wall for a long time, pricked up his ears, opened his eyes, and watched the scene. The disappearance of the Ghost Patrol.