Chapter 349: Unromantic

After returning to Paris, the 105th Infantry Regiment received the highest standard of welcome. They were allowed to pass through the Arc de Triomphe on the Champs-Elysees in the central city of Paris.

This is a building built by Napoleon, the emperor of the First French Empire. Soldiers are usually allowed to pass through it to celebrate only when a decisive or at least partial victory is achieved.

This shows the importance of this victory in the minds of the French people.

Charles was not present. He did not like such occasions, especially such occasions could cost him his life... The time and location of passing through the Arc de Triomphe were set, which meant danger for Charles.

Charles did not go anywhere else. He went to the city defense headquarters to report to Gallieni and then returned to the police training base.

This was influenced by Tijani. As the commander of the 105th Infantry Regiment, Charles should focus on his own troops instead of bringing the troops back and throwing them aside, as if they were abandoned after being used.

Only when you regard the troops as your own home, will the soldiers recognize and accept your command and accept it from the bottom of their hearts.

Gallieni deeply agreed with this excuse.

What Charles didn't say was that the conditions at the police training base were much better than those at the city defense headquarters.

Tijani designed a lounge specifically for Charles on the third floor of the office building. It was a suite: two bedrooms and one living room, more than 80 square meters, with a separate bathroom, including a large bathtub.

Tijani thought this was reasonable.

"Charles needs a separate office and another for rest, which can improve work efficiency."

"Sometimes he has to hold meetings, so a living room is essential."

If Charles hadn't stopped him, Tijani would have connected the next door and arranged a restaurant, study, gym for Charles...

Appropriate conditions are understandable, but too much luxury is not very harmonious in the barracks. What would the soldiers who squeezed into a dormitory with more than a dozen people think?

...

The office building is not far from the street, and you can faintly hear cheers one after another. That's the French people celebrating the 105th Infantry Regiment passing through the Arc de Triomphe.

Charles lay comfortably in the bathtub and took a bubble bath.

If there is any invention that makes Charles convinced, the bathtub is one of them.

Lying quietly in it, feeling the light feeling brought by the water temperature and buoyancy, every pore is comfortable and enjoyable, and the fatigue disappears instantly.

Just when Charles closed his eyes slightly and was half asleep and half awake, there was a slight sound from the bathroom door, and a gentle female voice called out from outside: "Hey, little hero, do you need my help?"

Charles thought it was an auditory hallucination. He had clearly locked the door, and there were two sentinels standing guard at the door. Adrian was hiding in the distance. How could someone come in!

However, with a "click", the bathroom door opened.

Charles was suddenly awakened, turned his head and saw that in the water vapor, a woman with a sexy dress showing a large area of ​​white skin and a plump and well-proportioned figure appeared at the door. She had a charming smile on her face and a charming tone: "I'm coming in, my little hero!"

At that moment, Charles was lost.

This time, this place, this scene, may be exactly what he needs.

He swallowed uncontrollably, his eyes wandering greedily over the woman.

However, when Charles saw the woman's face clearly under the light, he was instantly awakened.

It was Harry, the German spy!

"Guards." Charles shouted, "Guards!"

Almost at the same time, Charles quickly grabbed the revolver beside him. This was a habit Charles developed on the battlefield. The pistol was within his reach at any time and any place.

"Bang!"

Charles pulled the trigger without thinking, but because he was lying in a smooth bathtub, he failed to hit the target even though it was so close. The bullet hit the door frame next to Harry.

Harry screamed, hugged her head and huddled on the ground, not daring to breathe.

"Don't shoot!" Harry shouted.

Charles struggled to aim, but was stopped by the guards who came.

"No, Colonel." The guard said, "This is General Tijani's arrangement."

"What?" Charles was stunned. Tijani arranged for a German spy to assassinate him?

"Yes." The guard explained, "Tijani thinks you need to relax, and he has used his private funds to hire Miss Hari to serve you!"

Charles said "Uh", and then he remembered that no one knew Hari was a spy at this time. She was a stripper, and everyone was proud to hire her.

So Tijani...

"Sorry, Miss Hari." Charles quickly put away his gun, and said with a slightly embarrassed tone: "I overreacted."

"No, you don't need to apologize." Hari stood up with a stern face: "I knew it was unwise to take this business. Sorry, Colonel, I disturbed you!"

After saying that, he left angrily.

Tijani hurried over. His headquarters was on the second floor. He immediately realized something was wrong when he heard the gunshots, and ran upstairs in a hurry.

On the way, Tijani probably guessed what happened, and ran into Hari, who looked unfriendly. He took a quick look and secretly breathed a sigh of relief that she was not injured.

If Hari was killed or injured, he didn't know how to settle the account.

Hari was not wrong, because she was hired by Tijani.

The guard was not wrong, because Tijani had informed him in advance.

Charles was not wrong either, he had just returned from the battlefield and was still alert, and it was normal for him to have a stress reaction when there was suddenly another person in the house.

The only one who was wrong was Tijani!

"I'm so sorry, Miss Hari!" Tijani chased after Hari and apologized: "I didn't know this would happen..."

"Really?" Hari looked at Tijani angrily: "Your ignorance almost cost me my life, General!"

"Sorry, please forgive me!" Tijani looked helpless: "Next time, I will inform him in advance..."

"No, General." Hari interrupted Tijani: "There won't be a next time!"

She turned and left without looking back.

As a popular stripper in Paris, she was almost shot to death by the client.

What made Hari even more strange was that she clearly saw the fire in Charles' eyes.

However, when he saw his face clearly, he was suddenly frightened and grabbed a pistol...

Is she not charming enough? Or is she terrifying?

A great shame!

If this gets out, it will become a big stain in her history of conquest!

Tijani didn't chase Hari anymore. He felt that it didn't matter. He turned and ran to Charles' lounge.

At that time, Charles had already put on his robe in a hurry, with bubbles still on his neck.

"You shouldn't do this." Charles looked at Tijani angrily.

Tijani shook his head helplessly, looking at Charles with pity in his eyes: "You unromantic guy, you shouldn't use this gun!"