May 13, 1848.
An open letter was published in "The Tis," demanding that left-wing newspapers stop "insulting" Emperor Napoleon and apologize for actions damaging the reputation of the Bonaparte Clan.
At the sa ti as the letter appeared in "The Tis," almost all newspapers within London inclined towards the governnt published news about the Bonaparte Clan demanding an apology from the left-wing press.
The left-wing newspapers also retaliated, claiming that the authenticity of this letter was questionable.
[Percy secretly went to McGrath’s residence and left after expressing a half-true apology. McGrath believed the letter was likely written under pressure from the United Kingdom Governnt.]
"The Tis" also claid that the letter was authentic.
For a ti, the focus of the entire London dia shifted from the suppression of the Charter Faction to the authenticity of the "Bonaparte Letter," effectively diverting public attention. The United Kingdom Governnt quickly wrapped up the aftermath of the Charter Faction’s "petition" movent.
Jero Bonaparte was also inford of his release without charges and could leave the detention center at any ti.
London tropolitan Police Detention Center.
The Commissioner of the tropolitan Police Departnt appeared with a smile in the detention center where Jero Bonaparte was held, congratulating him: "Prince Jero, you are now free to leave!"
Jero Bonaparte put down the "Bonaparte Thought" he was holding and said to the Commissioner, surprised: "Respected Commissioner, exactly which law of the United Kingdom have I broken to warrant being detained for a week? I hope you can explain it to !"
"This... this..." The Commissioner stamred, at a loss for words.
According to the United Kingdom’s "Police Act" and "Public Order Act," Jero Bonaparte had not engaged in any activities subverting the governnt, so his detention was no longer valid.
The Commissioner could not directly explain to Jero Bonaparte that the order for his detention was personally decreed by the Minister of Internal Affairs.
Of course, the Commission did not know that the order’s origin was not the Minister of Internal Affairs but was jointly decided by Pri Minister Russell and Prince Albert of Buckingham Palace.
Otherwise, he would not dare to speak recklessly!
"At the ti, you did not provide your real na, so we..." The Commissioner could only explain haltingly.
"What?" Jero Bonaparte exaggeratedly covered his mouth, with an expression of disbelief: "Is the law of the United Kingdom made according to one’s status and background? Is this the United Kingdom that symbolizes freedom!"
"No... no! The United Kingdom is a country that follows the law. All our rules and regulations are based on the laws of the United Kingdom!" The Commissioner imdiately realized the flaw in his previous statent and hurriedly tried to make ands.
Although the United Kingdom adhered to the unspoken rule that nobility was exempt from punishnt, and commoners could not escape discipline, these unspoken rules were destined to remain unspoken, and sotis, superficial justice needed to be maintained.
Otherwise, what separates the so-called civilized Europe from the barbaric Slav?
"Then, Commissioner!" Jero Bonaparte aggressively pointed at the Commissioner and said: "If you can’t give a reasonable explanation, I have the right to file a lawsuit against the tropolitan Police Departnt! I believe there are many upright lawyers and journalist friends in the United Kingdom willing to accept my lawsuit!"
If Jero Bonaparte’s open threat towards the Commissioner were made by any ordinary person, the only result would be his disappearance from the streets of London one day.
However, the Bonaparte surna gave him unrivaled influence and also indirectly provided him with an "Immunity Token."
No 19th-century governnt could openly execute the Royal Family, even if the Bonaparte Royal Family was just a paper tiger.
The governnt could only either imprison (similar to Louis Philippe’s treatnt of Louis Napoleon or tternich’s handling of the King of Ro) or choose not to see or be bothered and exile them.
Both of these actions required the consent of the highest level of the United Kingdom Governnt, sothing a "re" Commissioner obviously lacked the power to do.
The Commissioner, who supposedly held the power of life and death over London and several nearby counties, didn’t actually have more authority than a marginal council mber.
He had reason to believe that if Jero Bonaparte initiated a lawsuit against the police departnt, the London journalists, who were faster than anyone, would be watching him day and night.
Furthermore, the United Kingdom urgently needed a way to divert attention.
If he were monitored by those journalists like dogs, he might be forced to "sacrifice" for the United Kingdom.
Forget about keeping the position of Commissioner; there might even be a risk of being imprisoned.
"What do you want to do?" asked the Commissioner, lowering his head and softening his tone.
"Fairness! Fairness! Still fairness!" Jero Bonaparte pointed forcefully at the wall of the detention center: "Whoever put in here, I want them to move in now!"
The Commissioner did not respond, his shrewd eyes darting around as he weighed the pros and cons.
After a while, the Commissioner lightly stomped his foot, seeming to have made up his mind.
"Fine! I agree to your terms!"
With that, the Commissioner turned and shouted at his secretary behind him: "Bring that stupid pig over here!"
The secretary imdiately understood the Commissioner’s instructions and hurried off.
After another half an hour, the secretary returned, this ti with a man looking as if he had lost everything—an overweight officer.
This overweight man was the sa arrogant officer from that day.
"Officer, we et again!" Jero Bonaparte smiled and "cordially" greeted the overweight officer.
"Prince... Your Highness!" The overweight officer looked at Jero Bonaparte with pleading eyes: "Please, forgive my disrespect, I..."
Jero Bonaparte shook his head in disappointnt and said: "Officer, everyone must take responsibility for their actions! You and I are no exceptions!"
Then, he gave the Commissioner a knowing look.
The Commissioner stepped forward and announced the dismissal order to the overweight officer and had him detained in the place where Jero Bonaparte had previously stayed.
"Goodbye, Mr. Forr Officer, that’s my gift to you! May you learn well in prison!"
Jero Bonaparte pointed at "Eradicating Poverty" and "Bonaparte Thought" as he waved goodbye and left the detention cell.
The cell saw off a prince and welcod a forr officer.
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