British 1986

"Okay, you can give them a reply later, and I will attend the closing ceremony of the House of Lords on time."

Allen was curious about what fun things would happen if so many people were specially invited to attend the closing ceremony this time.

Tuesday, December 22, 1992.

Tomorrow is the day when the House of Lords holds its closing ceremony. The opening and closing ceremonies every year are the most attended and solemn days for the House of Lords.

Although the House of Lords has not yet reached the standard of what was later said to be the most luxurious nursing home in the world, the current situation is really about the same. They are all big men. They are not very active in meetings at ordinary times. They go and sit down when they have something to do. It's not uncommon to go months without a visit when you're busy, and that's the case with Allen.

He arrived in London one day early just to replenish his energy and attend tomorrow's closing ceremony. It can also be said that he came to eat.

Boss Cha made a special call to him a few days ago. It is said that the queen's health has improved recently, but her temper is very bad and she often gets angry. It seems that she is preparing to deliver an important speech at the closing ceremony.

In this way, Allen is even more looking forward to the closing ceremony.

Who doesn’t want to watch a big show before the New Year and celebrate the New Year?

Just think of it as the British version of the Spring Festival Gala.

At around seven o'clock in the evening, Allen had just had dinner with Kate and was about to take a shower when he suddenly saw Xiao Shitou walking in anxiously.

"Master, something happened. Butler Capel just sent someone over to send you a letter."

"Um?"

It's late at night, why don't you call and send a letter if you have something?

Allen frowned and took the letter from Xiao Shitou.

The white envelope was very ordinary. It was not the standard envelope commonly used by boss Cha. There was no text on it, just a blank envelope.

The seal is sealed tightly with fire paint.

Allen tore open the envelope directly, and the note inside was a paragraph without a starting sentence.

"The princess had an accident and is currently being treated at St. Matt's Hospital."

Below is a row of specific addresses of St. Matt's Hospital.

"???"

Looking at this thing, which was more like a note than a letter, Allen thought for a long time before he remembered that something had happened to Diana, right?

Good guy, you are so brave. You dare to do something like this at this time. The opening and closing ceremonies are tomorrow.

"Go and prepare the car, then..."

Allen squinted his eyes and thought for a while. It was getting dark now. It was past midnight and he had to pay attention to safety on the road. Although this note was handed over by Butler Capel, who knows if there will be danger along the way. ?

Thinking of this, Allen added: "Bring more people, I want to go out to this address."

After saying that, he handed the note in his hand to Xiao Shitou.

"this?!"

Xiao Shitou glanced at the content on the note and was shocked. He was not particularly clear about the things in it. In his understanding, Princess Diana was one of his own, and it belonged to the young master. aunt!

Something happened at this time!

"Okay, young master, I'll make arrangements right away!"

Xiao Shitou's anxious look even appeared on his face. He responded, turned around and trotted off to make arrangements.

St. Matt's Hospital is not a royal hospital, nor a public hospital. It is a private hospital located in Hemel Hempstead, a small city northwest of London. This city has a long history, but its scale has always been small until the war. It has just ushered in development. The current population is only about 50,000 to 60,000, which is considered a very small town near London.

But this is the only way for Diana to go home. She has to go all the way north from London, and she has to pass by this neighborhood when taking the highway.

Rushing over from Allen's London estate, because it was night and the traffic was not that heavy, we arrived in forty minutes. Allen brought more than thirty bodyguards with him. The journey was smooth and there was no sign of the imagined danger. .

When we arrived at the hospital, it seemed that St. Matt's Hospital had been taken over by someone. Even the door was not open, and there were vaguely alert people around.

Allen's motorcade stopped at the gate of the hospital. The two security guards at the gate stared blankly at the motorcade. Without giving them time to think about it, several big men in black got out of the car and unabashedly took out guns from their waists. , said indifferently: "Open the door quickly, the person sitting in the car is the Earl of Carmarthen!"

"Yes, yes! Wait a moment, wait a moment Barron, open the door quickly! Where is the key? Where is the key?"

"I was here just now, don't rush me."

Being pointed at by several black guns, the two security guards at the gate were stunned. These people did not look like good people, as if they dared to shoot at any time. They would never encounter such a scene all year round. That The security guard named Barron had a vibrato in his voice when he spoke, and he was so nervous that he couldn't even find the key.

As the electric retractable door slowly opened, the convoy entered Shengmart Hospital. Allen was not in a hurry to get out of the car. He pressed down the window and ordered: "Go inside and see who is there. Tell me after all dangers have been eliminated." .”

"yes!"

Allen's reply was the sound of footsteps. Five bodyguards were left hiding on the side of the car while others rushed into the hospital to check safety first.

Allen didn't dare to relax at all in a place like this. His life was precious, and the more something happened like this, the more cautious he had to be.

There are only three floors of St. Matt's Hospital. More than 20 bodyguards are clearly holding guns and inspecting each floor. They check every room, bed and under the bed, and even the cabinets. After each floor is checked, there will be some left behind. Two people were watching, and the remaining people were checking up floor by floor. More than 20 minutes later, as soon as Allen lit a cigarette, five or six bodyguards came out of the hospital and walked to his car to report.

"Master, everything inside has been checked. There are eight doctors, twenty nurses, two cleaners, four security guards, and the princess's driver is also inside. There is no danger."

"Um?"

There is something wrong with this number of people. Even if it is a private hospital, there should not be so few people.

"What about the rest?"

"The doctor in charge just now said that this place has been booked. Except for the doctor who took care of the princess, everyone has been taken away. As for the others"

The speaking bodyguard glanced outside the hospital intentionally or unintentionally, and continued: "We haven't found any other security personnel. They may be outside. Do we need to call them over?"

"No, I'll go up."

After Allen finished speaking, the bodyguard took the initiative to open the car door for him and blocked the direction of the hospital door with his body to prevent outsiders from seeing Allen get out of the car.

When several other bodyguards saw him opening the door, they quickly ran a few steps and surrounded Allen who had just gotten out of the car for full protection.

It's around eight o'clock in the evening at St. Matt's Hospital, VIP floor on the third floor.

There are corresponding surgical facilities and ultra-luxury wards on this floor, making it convenient for patients with special needs to come here for treatment and recuperation.

In the dim corridor, only two lights were turned on.

Following a burst of footsteps, a young man with a gloomy face wearing a black windbreaker appeared first at the end of the stairs.

Allen didn't take the elevator, but took the stairs.

Looking at the dim corridor, the doctors in the distance were stood in two rows against the walls on both sides of the corridor by a few bodyguards, as if they were looking at prisoners.

When they heard the movement here, they didn't even dare to turn their heads and look here.

The person coming today is the most powerful person they have ever seen in their career.

Usually, even if a wealthy businessman brings bodyguards, those bodyguards would not dare to be as arrogant as these big men in black.

There are two different things between having a gun and having the courage to hold a gun and search the hospital openly!

"Who's the driver?"

An extremely cold voice echoed in the corridor. As the voice sounded, a timid nurse shuddered subconsciously and her eyes turned red.

"Me! I'm the driver."

A timid voice and a figure raising his hands caught Allen's attention.

"come over."

"yes!"

The driver didn't dare to raise his head and cautiously walked to Allen.

Looking at the driver's face, he is no longer the same driver as before. He looks quite young.

Allen can no longer remember the name of the driver in the past. Anyway, the driver and bodyguard served the employer, and he served him all the way to the bed. Even if he served him all the way to the bed, this kind of thing only needs to be kept tight-lipped. , he didn’t say it himself, and no one cared about it, but the drunk driver actually used this matter as a topic of discussion and showed off to his friends.

Later, he disappeared from this world. The driver in front of me must be a new one.

"When did my aunt's accident happen? How is she doing now?"

"Yes, it was the day before yesterday."

The driver said cautiously, and I didn't know what he was thinking. He stretched out his right hand and showed Allen his right hand that was in plaster.

"The day before yesterday?"

Allen frowned. He thought that Butler Capel notified him when something happened here. But it turned out to be the day before yesterday?

The day before yesterday was Sunday?

"Yes. The day before yesterday, the princess attended a party held by a brand in London. After the party, we were on our way home at around 5pm when something happened."

"Go on, don't let me ask you, who is involved in the process, please explain clearly."

"Yes Yes Yes!"

"When I passed Wembley, I felt something was wrong, but I didn't know what was wrong. Later, when I walked here and waited at the traffic light, the car in front said that our car had rear-ended me. I got out of the car to take a look. At that time, I...I didn’t know anything after that.”

"."

Allen raised his eyebrows. This routine sounded familiar, right?

Isn't this the fucking trick my bodyguards used to kidnap that wallpaper worker last month?

Is this someone learning and applying it now?

Hold.

"As a driver, when you are outside, you get off when someone asks you to get off?"

"me."

Allen glanced at this waste with disgust, waved his hand and said: "Take it to trial, you can't tell anything. There is no need to keep this kind of waste."

"Ah I"

Before the driver could react, two bodyguards came up and grabbed his left and right arms, lifted him up and dragged him to the public toilet at the end of the corridor.

"Your Excellency, please spare your life! Your Excellency, please spare your life, I don't know anything!"

Before the driver even shouted a few words for mercy, there was only an extremely dull muffled sound. The driver whimpered and became silent, and his body stopped struggling. The two bodyguards dragged him away like a dead dog.

The nurses and doctors nearby looked at this scene and were so frightened that they did not dare to breathe.

They still don't know who the person is. This is what they did when they first met. The impression this person left on him was nothing but cruelty.

"Who's the doctor, my aunt's doctor?"

That cold voice sounded again, and one of them, an old man with white hair, raised his hand tremblingly and said: "I am."

He looked up at Allen very bravely, and then quickly lowered his head.

The old guy's psychological quality is not bad. He analyzed a few key words from what he just said, aunt.

There seems to be only one person in the whole of Great Britain who can call that aunt inside, and who is called sir by the driver!

This title, Your Excellency, has a special meaning in Great Britain!

But cats and dogs can't just be called "Your Excellency" casually. When combined with other information, a name instantly appeared in the old man's mind.

"come over."

"Hello, Your Excellency, I am the doctor in charge of the princess's treatment. My name is George, George Karls."

The old doctor was very knowledgeable. He walked up to Allen and introduced himself.

"How is my aunt doing now?"

"Princess. When the princess was brought here, her condition was not very good. She had been operated on and was very weak. But you don't have to worry. The other party's medical skills should be very good. Her life is not in danger now."

Allen did not rush to ask Diana what happened, but first asked her how she was.

This order cannot be wrong. Do you have to do a full set for the show? With his identity, it is normal to care about Diana's safety first and then other things.

"Leave a few people who need to take care of the princess, and the others don't have to stand here."

Allen seemed to be relieved and waved his hands, indicating that these people didn't have to stand like this.

Several long sighs of relief rang out, and then it suddenly became quiet again as if he remembered something. Allen glanced over there for a moment and signaled the bodyguards to start clearing people out, until only Dr. George was left in front of him in the corridor.

Allen then asked: "I came in a hurry, what happened to the princess? Tell me in detail."

"yes!"

"The night before yesterday, around eight o'clock, I was on duty, and the guard noticed a van driving in from outside, and several masked men got out of the car. The princess was carried out by them. It was dark at the time, and the guard didn't recognize her. , we only notified our staff to pick them up, and then these people left after paying the money. Until yesterday morning, another group of people came and booked the entire hospital, asking us to take good care of the princess, and then we arrived. Your Excellency, you are here."

"Those people didn't leave any information?"

"No."

Dr. George shrugged. He knew a lot about private hospitals. What kind of eccentric patients he hadn't seen before? As long as you give money, they will take care of it. The more you give, the better the service will be. As for the rest, they have no control over it.

"Then what surgery did you just say she had before being sent here?"

"This." Dr. George thought for a while, his face twitching. He didn't know what to say, or he was afraid that if he said it, the noble man in front of him, who was obviously worried about the princess's condition, would be angry with him!

"explain!"

"Yes." Dr. George gritted his teeth and whispered a few words: "Hysterectomy."