Chapter 615: Chapter 525 Arrest
The leading Tax Officer stepped forward, his face devoid of any expression, “You are Jacques Ethor de Boka from Turaine, aren’t you?”
Turaine was Boka’s hotown. He imdiately nodded, “Yes, I am Boka.”
Then the Tax Officer pulled out a copper badge and showed it to him, “I am Pierre Gaspar Shomt, an inspector from the Reims tax office. You are now suspected of illegal taxation, intentional harm, fraud…”
“Ah, there are quite a few charges, we’ll discuss these in detail later. Oh, and your ID number is 1037083123, right?”
Thanks to the relentless efforts of the Minister of Civil Registry, every part of France, except for the most remote areas, had now universally adopted ID cards.
Boka’s expression darkened as he nodded, “Yes.”
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He could tell that the Tax Office was serious this ti. So, he decided to first drive away the Tax Officers, and then imdiately seek protection from Viscount Borolei.
Shomt’s Tax Officers stepped forward to push aside those tax collectors but were staggered by a shove from the opposition.
As more tax collectors arrived, their numbers quickly grew to nearly 20, surrounding Shomt and his n.
A loud “bang” made all of Boka’s n flinch.
Shomt lowered his raised right hand, blew the gun smoke away from the muzzle, and told the Tax Officers, “In cases of a mob attack on Tax Officers, you are authorized to shoot to kill imdiately!”
His n imdiately ford a circle back-to-back, with the muzzles of their flintlock guns pointed at the thugs.
Boka turned and ran towards the courtyard, shouting at the sa ti, “Don’t worry, anyone who gets caught, I’ll certainly bail you out!”
Pierre Gaspar Shomt drew another pistol and aid at the chest of the tax collector who was the most arrogant a mont ago, “Step aside.”
When the man remained unmoved, Shomt did not hesitate to pull the trigger.
Another blast, the villain was blown backwards, his chest a bloody ss.
The remaining tax collectors suddenly recalled stories they had heard of Tax Officers killing attackers in the streets, and they imdiately associated the feared reputation of the Tax Officers with these n before them.
A few of them trembled as they reached toward their waists. They too had pistols, and with the advantage in numbers, if a real fight were to break out, these Tax Officers would surely be no match.
Seeing this, Shomt imdiately bellowed, “Fire!”
Although the six Tax Officers were extrely nervous, they still carried out the command, their flintlock guns spitting flas simultaneously. At a distance of only five or six steps, they instantly struck down six tax collectors.
“Prepare bayonets!” commanded Shomt, as he drew his own sword.
The ten or so remaining tax collectors, looking at the bodies on the ground, felt their legs go weak. They no longer had the courage to draw their weapons and fight, and they turned to run in terror.
“Everyone stop!” Shomt roared, “Or be shot dead imdiately!”
Those tax collectors, usually so imperious, had even forgotten that the Tax Officers’ guns were not yet reloaded. They froze right there, so raising their hands in surrender.
Shomt personally led one of his subordinates crashing into Boka’s villa. In no ti at all, he ca out with a pistol at Boka and his butler’s backs.
The tax farrs had already heard the gunshots, and now seeing the bodies on the ground, they were so frightened that they fell to their knees, their trousers soaked with a foul-slling liquid…
anwhile, in Stian Town.
ed it back to Robespierre, “You have done well. Let’s begin the trials, then. Oh, those who violently attacked the Tax Officers, can be tried together to save ti.”
He eventually did not fully emulate the Jacobins’ thod from history.
Current France was still maintaining good order; there was no need to destroy it out of anger. Trials were still necessary.
It was just that the courts would probably be burdened for a while. However, most cases had clear evidence—the tax farrs’ accounts, tax docunts, and so on, were all in the hands of the Tax Offices, making it easy to verify whether there were any discrepancies.
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