Chapter 208 Unexpected
The flight tickets and travel issues are easy to arrange, but the fever buff that Eggsy is wearing is not so easy to deal with. Eggsy cannot take medicine, after all, the game is the day after tomorrow and it is likely to be inspected. Some ingredients in antipyretic drugs can easily be linked to some banned drugs, so he cannot take risks with the club and his future.
He could only hold on, Eggsy leaning on his bed with a splitting headache, a fever-reducing patch stuck in vain on his forehead. Ramos handed Eggsy a glass of freshly squeezed lemonade from the cafeteria.
"Drink some lemon water and you'll feel much better and more comfortable."
Eggsy looked at the yellow lemonade and wanted to tell Ramos that lemonade contains a lot of vitamin C and can also inhibit viral colds. But, he didn't have a viral cold! He had a fever! Fever!!
But now Eggsy didn't want to say a word. His throat was so hoarse that it seemed like smoke was coming out. If possible, Eggsy really didn't want to say a word. He still refused the lemonade that might be so sour that it made his scalp numb, and wanted to sleep while hugging the small pillow beside him.
Modric also touched Eggsy's forehead at this time, and was a little surprised by the heat. But seeing that Eggsy had fallen asleep, he finally shook his head with Ramos and walked out of Eggsy's dormitory with Zidane.
The journey from Spain to France was relatively smooth. The streets of Paris were still chilly in late autumn. Eggsy wore a baseball cap with a fever-reducing patch on his forehead. Now standing on the streets of Paris, Eggsy felt as if his mind was blank and his body was a little weak.
However, Eggsy took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down, then found a car and took a taxi directly to the headquarters of the charity organization. It was an old building located in an old neighborhood, and its origin was as old as the charity organization.
Eggsy was still dizzy when he got here, but he didn't care and had to go in. The first thing he thought about was that he would inevitably have to argue with some so-called dignitaries and powerful people inside. Just thinking about it was enough to give you a headache.
But as soon as he stepped onto the marble slabs of this ancient building, Eggsy discovered that someone was already waiting for him in the quaint reception hall lobby.
There was not just one person, but two people sitting opposite each other on the sofa in the hall, both in suits and ties, drinking coffee leisurely. When Eggsy saw the two, the first thing he remembered was the phone call from Zidane. But the call was only given to one person, and it was Beckham, but Eggsy did not expect Griezmann to come!
"...Huh? Eggsy?" Beckham was the first to see Eggsy. As soon as he spoke, Griezmann, who was sitting there drinking coffee, turned around. As soon as they saw Eggsy, they could tell from the other's haggard face that something was wrong. They had a deep understanding of why Zidane called them so early in the morning.
"You guys..." Eggsy might have expected Beckham, but he definitely didn't expect Griezmann. Griezmann stood up and smiled and said directly: "Zidane called me this morning and asked if I was in France, saying that you were coming."
Things are definitely not as easy as Griezmann said. Zidane must have told him about Eggsy's matter, but Griezmann did not say it here. He just looked at the pale-faced Eggsy and knew that he was really like Zidane said, and he could hardly bear the internal and external troubles.
Seeing Beckham at this time was like a reassurance to Eggsy, and seeing Griezmann, who had sent a local, made this matter even more likely to win.
Sure enough, with Beckham's help and Griezmann's local connections, they successfully left the building an hour and a half later. Although Eggsy completed the task, he was still a little shaky when standing.
Beckham beside him quickly assisted Eggsy who was slightly falling sideways. As soon as he touched him, he felt that the windbreaker Eggsy was wearing could not block the heat coming out of his body. Eggsy was a little dazed now. Beckham couldn't bear to see the young junior of Real Madrid being dragged like this, so he took him to the hospital on the spot.
"No, I still have to go to the police station."
Eggsy thought that his agent Migliaccio knew that he was now in the police station, and then he could go to the hospital with Migliaccio. On the one hand, he wanted to see if the two bodyguards who kidnapped him had woken up, and he also planned to find witnesses in the hospital. On the other hand, Eggsy himself could not bear it any longer, so he wanted to deal with this matter as soon as possible.
"Okay, take care of yourself." Beckham still had something to say to the charity's manager. He knew that Eggsy was determined to leave, and he also knew that he had important things to do, so he didn't stop him. He just let him make a phone call to his agent, Migliaccio, before he felt relieved to let Eggsy leave.
Eggsy did arrive at the police station safely. Migliaccio had done everything he could, and now all he had to do was wait. Because Migliaccio had already contacted the media, and was planning to book a conference room for Eggsy in the hotel to hold a press conference to clarify everything.
Now the French police department is doing nothing but passing the buck and making idle talk. Migliaccio's connections are also working, but this group of policemen still say nonsense like there has never been such a thing before, that this proof is difficult to make, etc.
Finally, when he saw Eggsy coming, Miliaccio remembered how long he had been waiting, and in a rage he rushed directly into the police chief's office. Eggsy was startled when he saw him rushing in, and quickly followed him.
As a result, Migliaccio was seen getting angry in the director's office, even banging on the table and saying: "Why do you have the strength to seize 50 million gold coupons?! Delaying it until this time, and still have to wait for the two kidnappers to wake up?!"
"Is this how you handle things? My client wasn't kidnapped successfully, and there were no casualties, so let it go?!"
"Are you the French police like this?" Miliaccio pointed at the chief's nose and said, "Then I will tell the media everything tonight. You have reported the police's passive resistance!"
After saying this, Miliaccio didn't even give the director any time to explain. He strode out the door, grabbed Eggsy, who was a little surprised by him, turned around and left. He even took out his phone and called the British Embassy directly. He was planning to make a big deal out of this matter without any attempt to hide it.
French police have always been passive and lazy, and today they have finally reached the iron plate of Migliaccio. Migliaccio threatened to expose the case, and even reported it to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. This is not "always the same". It is estimated that many people will inevitably pay the price for this.
Migliaccio had been arguing about this matter for the entire morning, and the temper that had been accumulating since yesterday finally exploded. This outburst also hit the French police so hard that the police chief finally came out with a flattering face and invited Migliaccio in.
The whole police station was watching this, and Eggsy was here. To be honest, anyone who watched the game knew Eggsy. Seeing this little player being blocked and tossed around in his own police station, I was a little angry.
Eggsy's face was pale and a little blue, and he felt that it was a little difficult to breathe. Fortunately, although things were not going according to the original plan, at least they were arranged properly. To be honest, Eggsy couldn't hold on any longer because of his fever. When he thought that he didn't even have to go to the hospital in the end, Eggsy even sighed.
Miliaccio and the chief who was trying to comfort Eggsy were both shocked when they heard Eggsy's sigh. Miliaccio looked at the chief of police with indignation and said, "Just give me proof? Isn't this still treating the symptoms but not the root cause? Look, my boss has sighed, I don't even want to answer you!"
Eggsy: ...???
However, after being fooled by Migliaccio, the French police chief was at a loss for words. It was not that he did not want to explain to Eggsy, but Eggsy did not understand French, so it would be useless to explain. So he could only continue to argue with Migliaccio.
In the end, the police chief was not only willing to testify himself, but he even returned the 50 million gold vouchers directly to Eggsy, which was considered to be a complete throwaway of the 50 million gold vouchers. On the other hand, it was also considered to be a complete help for Eggsy to settle the matter, an apology, and a help for Eggsy.
More friends, more paths!
Eggsy, who couldn't understand French, saw that Milia Qiao handled the matter well and there was even an unexpected turn of events.
This is good. Eggsy can explain the matter directly at the press conference tonight, and then give the 50 million gold vouchers directly to the charity organization, which can be regarded as throwing the matter back to those tabloid reporters who spread rumors. Migliaccio even told Eggsy that he planned to go back and sue these guys who talked nonsense.
It's only a little after 4pm now and things are almost done.
Until this moment, Eggsy's heart was finally at ease. Once his body and mind relaxed, Eggsy, who had been tense all the time, felt his head spinning. Then he suddenly leaned against the wall in front of Miliaccio. He just wanted to reach out to hold on to the wall, but he didn't expect that he didn't have the strength to reach out his hand, and the whole person suddenly went limp!
At the last moment before his eyes went dark, Eggsy saw Migliaccio's surprised expression, and he knew nothing after that.
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