Chapter 56: In my wandering life, I have never met Bole

Prosper nodded: "This mission is very important, so there will definitely be a generous reward."

The monk suddenly lowered his head. Prosper was about to ask when he suddenly raised his head and came closer, with a hint of excitement in his voice: "Sir, I have thought about it carefully. It is not safe to poison the food directly. For example, if someone is late for dinner, Something like that! By the way, can you give me some funds?"

"Okay, how many do you need?"

"Twenty livres." The monk crossed the fingers of his hands vigorously, as if grabbing something, "I'll find an excuse, such as my birthday, and no one will remember my birthday anyway, so I'll have a small party and buy some Good wine, poison the food and wine in advance. This way you can ensure they eat it at the same time...

"In addition, I can also invite you to participate, just say that you are my relatives. If anyone is not deeply poisoned and wants to destroy the information before death, you can kill him immediately!"

Joseph shook his head when he heard this, then nodded and pushed the door open: "That's him, the Fouche I'm looking for."

Eman followed in and explained to the surprised Fouche that it was just a joke and there was no foreign spy.

Joseph sat down opposite the monk, looked at his expression, and said, "Mr. Fouche, you seem a little disappointed?"

"No, no..."

Joseph got straight to the point: "If you want to establish an intelligence department as quickly as possible now, what are you going to do?"

Fouche raised his eyes and glanced at the young man in front of him, then quickly looked away and rubbed his hands: "Excuse me, how much funding do I have?"

Joseph thought for a while and said: "Let's take it 500,000 livres. If necessary, we can add more."

An indescribable brilliance flashed in Fouche's eyes, and he nodded: "500,000...then the most efficient way is to recruit those who have served as secret police, oh, I mean the royal police."

"Are there many such people?"

"Yes." Fouche said immediately, "When the old king was in power, the royal police force was very large, and they were everywhere in Paris. Perhaps in order to reduce expenditures, His Majesty has abolished more than half of the royal police force. , these guys are very experienced and can do things almost immediately."

Joseph frowned slightly: "People laid off by the royal police should have poor abilities, right?"

Fouche smiled: "You may not know that the royal police officers decide whether to stay or leave based on their ability. They all depend on connections and silver coins. In fact, it is the people who are fired who can really work, because their Time was spent on gathering intelligence, but neglected to flatter others.

"In addition to these people, I can also recruit people from universities and even military academies. They are very smart and have been exposed to the upper class society. With a little practice, they will be qualified spies.

"In addition, there is a post office..."

Joseph nodded secretly after hearing this. Fouche was indeed gifted in intelligence, and the Emperor also had a keen eye.

He was a little curious and asked: "You are a monk, how do you know so much about the royal police, universities, and the post office?"

"See more, listen more, think more." Fouche glanced at Joseph again, "I must let myself know more. I have to have royal police, nobles, churches, schools, rich people, poor people, and even thieves. You know! Since I won't be in this monastery forever, those things will come in handy sooner or later."

"Very good." Joseph nodded, "Then the last question, are you willing to work for me and preside over an intelligence agency?"

Fouche's pupils suddenly opened and he rubbed his hands nervously: "If I guess correctly, you should be His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, right?"

Joseph nodded. It would be strange if a future intelligence chief couldn't even see this.

Fouche immediately stood up and saluted eagerly: "Your Highness, I would like to be your most loyal servant."

Joseph nodded, but in his heart he wanted to laugh at the so-called "loyal servant" - Fouche was like a vulture, as long as he saw meat, he would swoop down and take a bite without hesitation. Although his abilities are outstanding, he really has no loyalty at all.

Historically, he sold the National Assembly to the Jacobins, sold out the Jacobins and sold the Emperor, and finally sold Louis XVIII and then sold the Restoration Emperor...

The reason why Joseph dares to use this person now is that he is sure that others cannot give him a higher bargaining chip at present, so he will be loyal to himself.

Moreover, his ability is currently very much needed to build the framework of the intelligence agency. When the intelligence agency is on track, he can be replaced depending on the situation.

Villains, sometimes they also have their uses.

"Then, let's go directly to see your new office." Joseph stood up and said.

Fouche hesitated for a moment and asked cautiously: "Your Highness, may I ask, is the 500,000 yuan you just mentioned true?"

"As long as you demonstrate your ability to satisfy me, a few more 500,000 yuan is entirely possible."

Joseph knew that intelligence work was inherently more expensive, and he was not afraid of Fouche's corruption. A little corruption was actually easier to control, and he would establish another department in the future to focus on official corruption.

The group left the monastery and took a carriage to a large villa in the western suburbs of Paris.

Joseph bought this place more than ten days ago. Because it is not in the center of Paris, the price is not expensive, and it is relatively close to the Palace of Versailles. This will be the office location of the intelligence agency from now on.

In the hall on the first floor of the villa, a huge conference table has already been set up. At this time, Fouche, Prosper, and the other seven spies who had arrived in Paris were all sitting neatly at the table.

Joseph looked around at the crowd and said: "Currently, this intelligence agency is under the police bureau and is called the 'Police Bureau Intelligence Division'. However, it is not under the jurisdiction of the police bureau and is directly responsible to me."

He looked at Fouche: "For the time being, Fouche will serve as the head of the intelligence department of the police station."

"Yes, Your Highness. Thank you for your trust." Fouche, who was still wearing a priest's robe, stood up and saluted, looking a little weird.

To be honest, he still hasn't figured out why the Crown Prince entrusted him with important responsibilities so quickly. All of this is like a dream. Yesterday, I was still praying that one day I would be successful. Today, the crown prince came to my door...

Suddenly, he thought of a possibility. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince must have been observing me for a long time in some place that I was unaware of!

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a lot more at ease. I hope that the "Son of God's Favorite" really has magical powers...

Joseph continued: "Captain Prosper, you will be the commander of the action team and be responsible for specific operations."

"Yes, Your Highness!"

"Captain Quentin." Joseph looked at another senior spy, "You will be responsible for the training of intelligence personnel. From now on, you will go to the Paris Police Academy at least two days a week to teach intelligence courses there. In addition, you can also select qualified personnel from the police academy. Talented students are directly absorbed into the Police Intelligence Department."

"Yes, Your Highness!"

"As for the duties of other people, including those who have not arrived in Paris yet." Joseph signaled to Fouche, "It will all be decided by the supervisor."