I was a tycoon in World War I: Starting to save France

Chapter 45 It's not easy to see you

Charles was escorted home surrounded by his neighbors.

Teddy instantly became a hero because of this incident. He was praised by his neighbors, and the beautiful Mrs. Chatham even hugged his fat face and kissed him.

Charles felt a little jealous when he saw Teddy's intoxicated expression. This was unfair. Wasn't he the one who was frightened and kidnapped? He was the one who needed comfort more!
As soon as he got home, Djokovic, who received the news, rushed back.

Camille pushed Deyoka angrily, blaming him for Charles' "distress". She thought that this would not have happened if Charles had not come back alone.

But Charles felt that even if Djoka was there, nothing would change. They had guns, both of them had them, so what could Djoka do?

However, Charles had a vague feeling that this might be a misunderstanding.

If these were killers sent by capitalists or someone else to harm him, they would not have done it so obviously. They were wearing custom-made suits and high-quality ties, which were obviously not cheap. These were very conspicuous in the not-so-rich town of Darwaz.

What's more, after confirming Charles' identity, they could have shot Charles to death and then jumped into the car and fled. Putting Charles in the car was simply unnecessary.

If they were low-class kidnappers seeking ransom, they would wear sunglasses and turn up the collars of their coats for fear of being recognized by others.

But they didn't.

It was gradually getting dark. After a busy day and being frightened, Charles didn't plan to go to the factory that night. Camille wouldn't allow him to go either. He just ate some bread to fill his stomach, took a shower, changed into pajamas, and quickly got into bed.

Perhaps due to the secretion of adrenaline, Charles, who had been extremely sleepy not long ago, was now unusually awake, tossing and turning in bed, unable to fall asleep.

Djokovic and Camille sat at the dining table with worried looks on their faces. They had been worried about this matter but they didn't show it in front of Charles.

"They might come again!" Camille's eyes showed an inexplicable fear: "And we don't even know who they are!"

"Don't worry, Camille!" Djokovic comforted him, "I will never leave Charles' side. I swear!"

Although Camille nodded, he was still worried.

Those people are hiding in the dark. They will always find an opportunity to harm Charles, unless Charles never goes out again.

At this time, there were a few faint sounds of dog barking outside the house, a few car lights flashed, the sound of motors came from far away, and a car drove in the darkness and stopped outside the door.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense. Djokovic made a gesture to Camille to keep quiet. He walked to the window vigilantly and peeked outside.

When he saw several dark figures getting out of the car and walking towards this side, he decisively turned around, took the double-barreled shotgun from the wall and opened the drawer to take out the bullets.

While he was frantically reloading, he ordered Camille in an unquestionable voice: "Go upstairs and keep an eye on Charles!"

The frightened Camille turned pale in an instant. She covered her mouth and tried not to scream. She stumbled along the stairs, only to find Charles appearing at the other end.

“Father!” Charles was very calm. He tried to stop Deyoka from overreacting. “Maybe they are not bad people, otherwise there wouldn’t be only three of them breaking into the town!”

Djokovic was stunned. He felt that Charles might be right.

It was only recently that the neighbors came to help in the afternoon. If these three people came here to cause trouble, it would be tantamount to seeking death.

But Dejoka still did not let down his guard. He held the gun and leaned against the door frame, tilted his head and shouted outside: "Who are you? What do you want?"

None of the three answered. One of them stepped forward and said in a low voice, "Mr. Deyoka, General Gallieni wants to talk to Charles!" Deyoka's eyes widened instantly. He couldn't believe what he heard. General Gallieni? He wanted to see Charles?
Djoka turned around and looked out through the crack in the door with a half-believing and half-doubting look. Although he couldn't see the other person's face clearly under the dim light, the old man with a cane in the middle had an extraordinary demeanor, and Djoka couldn't help but believe it a little more.

After hesitating for a while, Djoka unlocked the door and carefully opened it a crack. When the light flashed over the old man's face, Djoka finally saw it clearly. He exclaimed and opened the door:

"General Gallieni, it's really you! It's... a great honor!"

"Excuse me, General, please come in!"

General Gallieni did not move. He looked at the shotgun in Deyoka's hand in confusion.

Dejoka suddenly woke up, quickly unloaded the bullets and put the shotgun on the table, explaining: "Sorry, General, we thought you were..."

"Bad guys?" General Gallieni raised his eyebrows. "My guards have already experienced it this afternoon!"

Djokovic instantly realized that the "kidnapping incident" was a misunderstanding. He then looked at the two people following Gallieni, who had bruised faces and looked embarrassed. They were obviously the two "suspects" who had been beaten out.

Camille was protecting Charles upstairs. She didn't hear what was said below and even thought that Djokovic was forced to put down the gun. She was so scared that she pulled Charles to hide.

"That's General Gallieni, Mom!" Charles comforted Camille: "It's okay, it's a misunderstanding!"

Charles had seen Gallieni's photograph in the newspapers and recognized him at once, even though he was in civilian clothes.

"Galieni? No, how could Gallieni--"

At this time, Gallieni walked into the room. He took off his hat under the light and handed it to the person next to him. Camille immediately recognized him and exclaimed: "God, it's really him, General Gallieni! He...how could he..."

General Gallieni glanced upstairs and nodded politely to Camille and Charles. "I'm very sorry, Madame Bernard and Charles. I hope that what happened this afternoon didn't scare you. My men are not very good at dealing with such things!"

This sudden turn of events left Camille at a loss as to what to do, or perhaps she couldn't believe that a big shot like Gallieni would suddenly appear in front of her. She was in a daze until Charles tugged at the corner of her clothes and she suddenly woke up.

"No, General, of course... not!" She was so nervous that she spoke incoherently: "This... is our honor, we are fine!"

Charles shrugged. She had almost jumped out of the window to escape.

"You are Charles, right?" Gallieni fixed his eyes on Charles, and asked in a steady tone, "Can I talk to you?"

"Of course, General!" Charles came downstairs.

At this time, a neighbor's voice came from outside: "Is everything okay, Mr. Deyoka?"

Obviously, the neighbors also noticed the commotion here. They were worried that the visitor was a bad guy so they asked questions. They even prepared their shotguns and loaded bullets like Deyoka, and there were more than one family.

"Everything is fine!" Dejoka quickly leaned out of the window to respond, and after a slight hesitation, he added: "It's the customers, Daniel, they are here to discuss business!"

The neighbor was relieved: "If you have any problem, just call us, Dejoka, we are always here!"

"Okay!" Djokovic expressed his gratitude.

Gallieni raised his eyebrows helplessly and smiled self-deprecatingly at Charles who was going downstairs: "It's not easy to see you, Charles, I'm risking my life!"

(End of this chapter)