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"Surveillance equipment should be installed in the new bridge," a congressman glanced at Siddig, "to ensure the safety of Her Majesty the Queen and Your Excellency the President, and to collect evidence for future emergencies."

"In the future?" Another congressman immediately objected, "Couldn't Russell's assassination be used as a lesson, and there will be another time?"

"I mean prevention," the congressman frowned. "Ms. Kasner, do you mean objection? And the installation of equipment is not only protective, but also restrains the behavior of insiders."

Michal Karen Kasner said: "I don't mean to speculate on your words, but are you doubting Her Majesty the Queen and His Excellency the President inside the Pont Neuf?"

Sid Digger twirled the pen in his hand, as if watching a farce.

Jane remained silent.

She turned her head slightly, and there were several red marks on Jane's neck that couldn't be concealed by the stand-up collar.

"Looks like the interior of Whitehall needs a few more mosquito repellents," said Sid Digger.

They sat in the first place, and the nearest MP was more than ten meters away from them.

"why?"

"Because, Your Excellency Migar will feel distressed." Siddig said with a wink.

She knew what Sid Digger meant, she knew.

Under the wide sleeves, Jane's thin and slender fingers were pinched blue by her.

"Will you keep it a secret?" she asked.

"What do you think?" Siddig smiled, implying something, "Your Excellency Migar really defends you very much. I heard that you and her were very good friends... Sorry, Your Majesty. I think it is still the same ."

"I'll take care of it," Jane said softly, "don't tell her, I beg you." Her attitude softened surprisingly.

Sid Digger said: "Of course I won't break your relationship, but I hope you agree to a small request, and it will be easy."

"You say."

"I want you to stay away from my sister, keep a little distance."

"Secretary Seamus and I are not what you think." Jane said.

"I can't imagine that a girl who has a cleanliness and hates being with strangers will appear in the bathroom with a person who has no interaction. You haven't brought a maid. Why don't I know," her tone was full of laughter Yi, "You two have such a good relationship?"

Jane slowly let go of her hand, "I don't have the charm to make your sister give up everything and fall under my skirt. In this regard, I am not as good as you."

"Thank you for the compliment." Siddig smiled colder and colder.

"I won't take the initiative to contact your sister again, I can swear on this in the name of my dead mother." Jane also smiled, such a smile added a lot to her young and beautiful face, "But no one can control others True will, even in your mighty power."

"No, you are the queen," Siddig said, "You have the highest power, at least in the empire, Your Majesty."

Jane sneered and stopped talking.

highest right?

She's just a ritually necessary but not necessary figure, like her ancestors going back hundreds of years.

However, they still have dignity.

She didn't.

This recognition made Jane's pale face flushed abnormally, maybe it was shame, maybe it was anger.

……

Siddiger met Cynthia after the regular meeting, and they had a familiar but uninspiring conversation. After the conversation, Cynthia offered to go for a walk and refused all requests to accompany her.

But even so, there are still snipers less than 100 meters away, they are very well hidden, but both Cynthia and Sid Digger know they are there.

"It feels like an affair." Cynthia said.

"Oh, with a married woman," Sid Digger said. "It was exciting, and I'm glad they had sniper scopes instead of cameras."

The two smiled at each other.

"If you don't mind, I have something to tell you."

"Private matter?"

"Your business is private."

Sid Digger laughed, "If you tell me about the internal decision-making of the empire, I will be angry."

"There are Bisiya's genes in the stockings." Cynthia said directly.

"Bisia's gene?" Siddig's expression suddenly became subtle.

"How interesting, a child who died of sexual asphyxiation with his mother's stockings wrapped around his neck? No, adoptive mother." Sid Digger looked up, "Well, Your Excellency President of the Union, I venture to ask, how do you know that? "

Cynthia said helplessly, "Do you have to be so sensitive?"

"The empire is like my chuáng, Your Excellency," Siddig said, "Your understanding of the internal affairs of the empire is like lying on my chuáng."

"I can't lie on your bed?" Cynthia opened her eyes wide.

"Of course you can lie on my bed, but only the one in the bedroom," Siddiger said mercilessly, "not the one in the study."

"Okay, okay," Cynthia said, spreading her hands, "let's be honest. I just ask you one question, didn't the Empire send spies to the Alliance?"

"Absolutely not." Siddiger said firmly: "Sending spies is a violation of national law, and the actions of the empire absolutely abide by international law. Do you think the empire tramples on national law like some countries and treats national law as nothing?"

"The scope of some countries should be very small."

"As long as you know."

"Then there's only so much I can say." Cynthia said.

Sid Digger called Dorothy, "Honey, go and find out about Bisia's mental state, and whether she has any special hobbies, such as child lovers, nuè waiting, etc."

"There is nothing wrong with the mental test, I have no history of drug use, and I am decent," Dorothy said, "At least it seems so."

After Sid Digger hung up the phone, Cynthia couldn't stop laughing.

"What's the matter with you? What are you laughing at?" asked Sid Digger.

Cynthia smiled and said, "I laugh at your secretary knowing what you want to know."

They all saw it clearly in each other's eyes.

"You who hesitated like a little girl last night, I only hope that will be the last time. Although you are really charming like that, I have to say, this will not do you any good." Cynthia said.

Sid Digger said: "I have endless tolerance until I touch the bottom line."

Marriage certificate, Jane, those pictures, it says a lot, like only very close people know how their marriage certificate was done.

But what does this have to do with Bisiya, and what does it have to do with her father?

"Mind if I smoke?"

Cynthia shook her head, "But I suggest you smoke less."

Sid Digg lit one and took a deep breath.

"We have been out for a long time, it is time to go back, Your Excellency."

Cynthia walked back with her, and Siddig said again: "I hope you can go to the manor to sit down sometime, we have to talk about the specifics of the wedding."

Cynthia squeezed her palm, "I'm always available."

……

Sid Digger seldom went back to live at the manor.

"What? The housekeeping machine is broken? Or did your home computer explode?" Feng was pruning a rose when he heard his granddaughter's voice without even turning his head.

"I miss you." Sid Digger said.

The scissors in Feng's hand were not steady, and fell into the flowers with a snap.

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