[Zongyingmi] She is a princess and not sick
Chapter 56
Francis came out of Selene Caesar's house, got into her car, and she got in the car and drove all the way. When she drove to the beach, she finished calling with McCaw, and when she recovered, she was already standing on the reef by the sea on the cliff.
This may be fate.
She raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face, and her mother smiled at her and kissed her, kindly and tenderly, in her mind.
After her mother died, there was not a single day that Francis did not miss her.
Think of the way she smiles, the way she kisses, the way she cries.
That kind of longing, like a gangrene, is like a shadow, so she can't get rid of it, soberly watching it entrust her into the dark abyss.
The memory of Diana is like a huge spider web wrapping her tighter and tighter. Every night without a mother, she thinks about her until her bones ache.
She couldn't stop missing, couldn't stop hating, and couldn't even stop the pace of revenge.
If the status of the British royal family is not enough to make the other party jealous, she founded the Alexander Organization. Mycroft is a good mentor. He taught her enough to fool the goldfish, but the direction of her growth was not what he hoped.
In order to find out the truth about her mother, and in order to hide the truth from the royal family and Mycroft, she used her father to hide her and hoped that she would grow up safely, so she went to the United States in every possible way, and carefully escaped all surveillance and protection, creating the Alexander Empire , let it become the iron rule of criminals.
She had Neil make ten fake IDs for her, and she ran around the world, no one knew where she was, high school and college courses were always so easy, as long as she got the credits, no one cared if she was missing A few classes, no one cared where she was as long as she earned credit for the school.
Everyone would think she was a nerd who didn't know how to communicate.
The royal family will only think that she is a good child who likes to read and is gentle and courteous.
The farther away she is, even if Mycroft has great powers, it will take time to reach out to America and put her in the strongest goldfish bowl, which is enough time for her to plan.
She put all her friends on the bright side, and McCoff could investigate everyone, including Neil, but he would not find anything.
The subordinates who really paid for her life became ghosts through operation.
No one can find them.
They won't set foot in England until it's all over.
When Nolan established a branch, she proposed to set up another company in Munich, which is very close to Italy, so that it would be convenient for her to escape her shell and come to Italy to clean Seth.
She tracked down the organization where her mother died and evaded McCoff's surveillance. She cleaned Seth and killed the leader of Seth's organization.
Everything is like a domino, as long as she pushes the first piece, the next few pieces will naturally move in the direction she expected.
It's all over now.
She found that all her friends were far away from her, and she was still alone.
On the journey of pursuing the truth about her mother's murder, she knew that she had indulged in her obsession, and the reason she lived was to find the murderer of her mother, none of them.
She once thought that McCoff would be the only exception, but the facts told her that there were no exceptions in the world.
She never got him.
She didn't want to know the real reason McCoff used transference therapy, even a white lie was a lie, and her life had been filled with too many lies.
Why they still don't understand that all she wants is the truth.
Just want a truth.
She didn't want her mother's death to become a mystery in other people's mouths and be studied repeatedly.
Don't even want her to be a legend.
I just want her to be her mother, grow up with her and her brothers, encourage her when she likes someone, and remind her to know how to protect herself; when William meets the girl he loves and is distressed, Listen to him and give advice to his mother; when Henry was rebellious in his adolescence, teach him a lesson and tell him that his mother will always love him...
Now what ordinary people have has become her eternal luxury.
It took her 15 years to fulfill a wish, and she found that she was just like what Nietzsche said—when you stare into the abyss, the abyss is also staring at you, and those who fight dragons will eventually become dragons themselves.
Francis, this is the fate you have chosen.
She told herself so.
Facing the sea breeze, she smelled the salty sea water, she thought, originally she thought it was difficult to say goodbye, but now she said goodbye to Mycroft so easily, in fact, saying goodbye is not as difficult as imagined.
After a lot of things are started, it is much easier.
15 years.
For 15 years, she has been having the same dream, the dream of falling.
It has tormented her for so many years.
Everything was tormenting her, she couldn't hold on anymore, she was so tired.
She didn't want to fight her dreams anymore.
Now she makes dreams come true.
Francis took a step forward, and the small stones on the edge of the cliff rolled into the sea. There was nothing but waves, just like a person's life.
She looked at the vast sea, the deep blue sea intertwined with the gray blue sky in the distance, and Atlantis lay quietly in the depths of the Atlantic Ocean.
It is a holy place for countless pilgrims.
Francis closed her eyes with a smile, and took another step forward. She stepped on the ground, and her body faced the wind. She regained the feeling of being in a dream, and she kept falling.
The icy sea water wrapped around her, passing through her nostrils and entering her lungs, as if a fire was burning her chest.
She knew that soon she would lose consciousness.
But she will soon be able to see her mother.
Immediately after Mycroft hung up, Charlotte turned on her computer and tapped rapidly on the keyboard.
"Two minutes ago, she was on the reef of the seaside cliff." She turned the screen to Mycroft. "It looked very bad."
The blond girl on the screen was hanging up the phone, and Mycroft saw the tawny owl on his cuff, that was Francis.
"Are you connected to the satellite?" Mycroft asked Charlotte.
The latter shrugged: "I was a teenager, kind of rebellious, and developed a system that I call Godeyes very smugly. Anyone can have that period, and your brother still has it. It Can hook up to all surveillance systems including satellites, track people with facial recognition, no GPS required. OMG she jumped."
Mycroft's pupils shrank suddenly, and the dark green figure jumped off the reef without hesitation, the skirt was facing the wind, and the golden hair was flying in the air and soon submerged in the white waves.
He immediately analyzed in his mind that when a person drowns, the capacity of the human lungs is 5000ML-6000ML, and the time of death is when the lungs are filled with water, that is, there are 6000ML of water in your lungs, which takes about two to three hours. Minutes, then lose consciousness and die, now it is January, the sea temperature is low, the chance that Francis will die of cold shock has risen to 3%.
There is already a chance of being rescued within 5 minutes after being rescued. If it takes more than 5 minutes, the brain cells will die and cause irreversible damage. If it takes more than 8 minutes, the survival rate is only [-]%.
"Is that Sherlock?" Charlotte saw another figure swimming across the sand.
Mycroft spoke faster, and his voice was calmer than usual: "Where can we go in a few minutes?"
"8 minutes."
"Anthea, I need precise time."
"Eight minutes, fifteen seconds, thirty-seven."
"Q, hurry up."
"Mr. M, 180 yards is too dangerous, your safety..."
Mycroft interrupted Quartermaster Q, who said almost irritably, "His Royal Highness's life is the most important thing now. How long will it take for the medical team to arrive?"
"The helicopter will come here, and it will take 10 minutes, 47 seconds." Anthea said quickly, "There is also a necessary first aid kit in the car."
"Tell them they have to be there in eight minutes no matter what method they use."
"Yes, Boss."
Mycroft stared at the computer screen. He saw that his youngest brother Sherlock and Dr. Hannibal Lecter had found Francis from the sea. Sherlock and Hannibal dragged her to the shore, with wet blond hair hanging on her face Her complexion turned pale.
His brows were furrowed together, and worry and fear slowly poured out of his eyes.
Quartermaster Q drove the car all the way to 180 yards. Mycroft kept staring at the computer video. He saw Sherlock holding Francis on the shore. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw Sherlock put her on the ground. On the beach, with her ear pressed against her chest.
"How many minutes are there?"
"One minute, thirty-six seconds, eighty-five."
"Further, let the medical team know that no matter what they do, they must be there within 3 minutes." Mycroft's voice suddenly turned cold.
Charlotte looked at the monitor, Sherlock and Hannibal were cleaning Francis' mouth, she frowned, probably the worst had happened.
Quartermaster Q drove wildly all the way, and a Land Rover finally rushed into this quiet beach.
Without waiting for Anthea to open the door for him, Mycroft immediately got out of the car and ran towards Sherlock.
It's only a 100-meter journey, and McCoff thinks why the beach is so long.
He was getting closer and closer to her, her face became pale, her lips were not the usual tender pink but bloodless white, her wet blond hair mixed with sand stuck to her cheeks, her dark green skirt was soaked with water It becomes unclear whether it is black or green.
Sherlock was giving her CPR the whole time.
"Alex." Mycroft approached Francis and called her name, "Alex, staywithme, please (Alex, don't leave me, please.)"
Hannibal raised his maroon eyes, filled with helpless sadness.
"She's not breathing."
The author has something to say: take care of my pot lid, fully armed.
Thank you for your support for the original version.
This may be fate.
She raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face, and her mother smiled at her and kissed her, kindly and tenderly, in her mind.
After her mother died, there was not a single day that Francis did not miss her.
Think of the way she smiles, the way she kisses, the way she cries.
That kind of longing, like a gangrene, is like a shadow, so she can't get rid of it, soberly watching it entrust her into the dark abyss.
The memory of Diana is like a huge spider web wrapping her tighter and tighter. Every night without a mother, she thinks about her until her bones ache.
She couldn't stop missing, couldn't stop hating, and couldn't even stop the pace of revenge.
If the status of the British royal family is not enough to make the other party jealous, she founded the Alexander Organization. Mycroft is a good mentor. He taught her enough to fool the goldfish, but the direction of her growth was not what he hoped.
In order to find out the truth about her mother, and in order to hide the truth from the royal family and Mycroft, she used her father to hide her and hoped that she would grow up safely, so she went to the United States in every possible way, and carefully escaped all surveillance and protection, creating the Alexander Empire , let it become the iron rule of criminals.
She had Neil make ten fake IDs for her, and she ran around the world, no one knew where she was, high school and college courses were always so easy, as long as she got the credits, no one cared if she was missing A few classes, no one cared where she was as long as she earned credit for the school.
Everyone would think she was a nerd who didn't know how to communicate.
The royal family will only think that she is a good child who likes to read and is gentle and courteous.
The farther away she is, even if Mycroft has great powers, it will take time to reach out to America and put her in the strongest goldfish bowl, which is enough time for her to plan.
She put all her friends on the bright side, and McCoff could investigate everyone, including Neil, but he would not find anything.
The subordinates who really paid for her life became ghosts through operation.
No one can find them.
They won't set foot in England until it's all over.
When Nolan established a branch, she proposed to set up another company in Munich, which is very close to Italy, so that it would be convenient for her to escape her shell and come to Italy to clean Seth.
She tracked down the organization where her mother died and evaded McCoff's surveillance. She cleaned Seth and killed the leader of Seth's organization.
Everything is like a domino, as long as she pushes the first piece, the next few pieces will naturally move in the direction she expected.
It's all over now.
She found that all her friends were far away from her, and she was still alone.
On the journey of pursuing the truth about her mother's murder, she knew that she had indulged in her obsession, and the reason she lived was to find the murderer of her mother, none of them.
She once thought that McCoff would be the only exception, but the facts told her that there were no exceptions in the world.
She never got him.
She didn't want to know the real reason McCoff used transference therapy, even a white lie was a lie, and her life had been filled with too many lies.
Why they still don't understand that all she wants is the truth.
Just want a truth.
She didn't want her mother's death to become a mystery in other people's mouths and be studied repeatedly.
Don't even want her to be a legend.
I just want her to be her mother, grow up with her and her brothers, encourage her when she likes someone, and remind her to know how to protect herself; when William meets the girl he loves and is distressed, Listen to him and give advice to his mother; when Henry was rebellious in his adolescence, teach him a lesson and tell him that his mother will always love him...
Now what ordinary people have has become her eternal luxury.
It took her 15 years to fulfill a wish, and she found that she was just like what Nietzsche said—when you stare into the abyss, the abyss is also staring at you, and those who fight dragons will eventually become dragons themselves.
Francis, this is the fate you have chosen.
She told herself so.
Facing the sea breeze, she smelled the salty sea water, she thought, originally she thought it was difficult to say goodbye, but now she said goodbye to Mycroft so easily, in fact, saying goodbye is not as difficult as imagined.
After a lot of things are started, it is much easier.
15 years.
For 15 years, she has been having the same dream, the dream of falling.
It has tormented her for so many years.
Everything was tormenting her, she couldn't hold on anymore, she was so tired.
She didn't want to fight her dreams anymore.
Now she makes dreams come true.
Francis took a step forward, and the small stones on the edge of the cliff rolled into the sea. There was nothing but waves, just like a person's life.
She looked at the vast sea, the deep blue sea intertwined with the gray blue sky in the distance, and Atlantis lay quietly in the depths of the Atlantic Ocean.
It is a holy place for countless pilgrims.
Francis closed her eyes with a smile, and took another step forward. She stepped on the ground, and her body faced the wind. She regained the feeling of being in a dream, and she kept falling.
The icy sea water wrapped around her, passing through her nostrils and entering her lungs, as if a fire was burning her chest.
She knew that soon she would lose consciousness.
But she will soon be able to see her mother.
Immediately after Mycroft hung up, Charlotte turned on her computer and tapped rapidly on the keyboard.
"Two minutes ago, she was on the reef of the seaside cliff." She turned the screen to Mycroft. "It looked very bad."
The blond girl on the screen was hanging up the phone, and Mycroft saw the tawny owl on his cuff, that was Francis.
"Are you connected to the satellite?" Mycroft asked Charlotte.
The latter shrugged: "I was a teenager, kind of rebellious, and developed a system that I call Godeyes very smugly. Anyone can have that period, and your brother still has it. It Can hook up to all surveillance systems including satellites, track people with facial recognition, no GPS required. OMG she jumped."
Mycroft's pupils shrank suddenly, and the dark green figure jumped off the reef without hesitation, the skirt was facing the wind, and the golden hair was flying in the air and soon submerged in the white waves.
He immediately analyzed in his mind that when a person drowns, the capacity of the human lungs is 5000ML-6000ML, and the time of death is when the lungs are filled with water, that is, there are 6000ML of water in your lungs, which takes about two to three hours. Minutes, then lose consciousness and die, now it is January, the sea temperature is low, the chance that Francis will die of cold shock has risen to 3%.
There is already a chance of being rescued within 5 minutes after being rescued. If it takes more than 5 minutes, the brain cells will die and cause irreversible damage. If it takes more than 8 minutes, the survival rate is only [-]%.
"Is that Sherlock?" Charlotte saw another figure swimming across the sand.
Mycroft spoke faster, and his voice was calmer than usual: "Where can we go in a few minutes?"
"8 minutes."
"Anthea, I need precise time."
"Eight minutes, fifteen seconds, thirty-seven."
"Q, hurry up."
"Mr. M, 180 yards is too dangerous, your safety..."
Mycroft interrupted Quartermaster Q, who said almost irritably, "His Royal Highness's life is the most important thing now. How long will it take for the medical team to arrive?"
"The helicopter will come here, and it will take 10 minutes, 47 seconds." Anthea said quickly, "There is also a necessary first aid kit in the car."
"Tell them they have to be there in eight minutes no matter what method they use."
"Yes, Boss."
Mycroft stared at the computer screen. He saw that his youngest brother Sherlock and Dr. Hannibal Lecter had found Francis from the sea. Sherlock and Hannibal dragged her to the shore, with wet blond hair hanging on her face Her complexion turned pale.
His brows were furrowed together, and worry and fear slowly poured out of his eyes.
Quartermaster Q drove the car all the way to 180 yards. Mycroft kept staring at the computer video. He saw Sherlock holding Francis on the shore. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw Sherlock put her on the ground. On the beach, with her ear pressed against her chest.
"How many minutes are there?"
"One minute, thirty-six seconds, eighty-five."
"Further, let the medical team know that no matter what they do, they must be there within 3 minutes." Mycroft's voice suddenly turned cold.
Charlotte looked at the monitor, Sherlock and Hannibal were cleaning Francis' mouth, she frowned, probably the worst had happened.
Quartermaster Q drove wildly all the way, and a Land Rover finally rushed into this quiet beach.
Without waiting for Anthea to open the door for him, Mycroft immediately got out of the car and ran towards Sherlock.
It's only a 100-meter journey, and McCoff thinks why the beach is so long.
He was getting closer and closer to her, her face became pale, her lips were not the usual tender pink but bloodless white, her wet blond hair mixed with sand stuck to her cheeks, her dark green skirt was soaked with water It becomes unclear whether it is black or green.
Sherlock was giving her CPR the whole time.
"Alex." Mycroft approached Francis and called her name, "Alex, staywithme, please (Alex, don't leave me, please.)"
Hannibal raised his maroon eyes, filled with helpless sadness.
"She's not breathing."
The author has something to say: take care of my pot lid, fully armed.
Thank you for your support for the original version.
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