[Zongyingmi] She is a princess and not sick

Summer in England is only a short two weeks, and it passed quickly, and soon entered the autumn and winter seasons. The cooperation between MI6 and Alexander is slowly on the right track, and the Duke and Duchess of Cambridge have also begun to visit the countries of the Commonwealth of Nations. , everything seems to be on the right track.

Except that Francis' illness still hasn't improved.

The Prince of Wales is ready, after all, Francis was in this state at the beginning.

It's almost Christmas again.

Francis was nominated for the Nobel Prize in Physics three months ago. When the list of winners was announced two months ago, Francis won the Nobel Prize for his outstanding contributions to antimatter and superstring theory.

A week ago, the Royal Swiss Academy of Sciences called Buckingham Palace to invite Francis to attend the Nobel Prize Ceremony, but Francis’s condition was not suitable for attending, so today, as a father, Charles will go to Stockholm to attend the Prize Ceremony instead of his daughter.

"Do you want a newspaper? Siss." Charles asked Francis who had just finished breakfast and sat on the sofa. He didn't wait for his daughter to reply, but put the newspaper gently in her palm, like an ordinary The father said, "Mr. Holmes' younger brother has some troubles recently, so he can't come to see you often. But he gave you books that you will like. They are all books about physics. You should like them, and I really like them." What I don’t understand at all.”

Francis spread out the newspaper, and her eyes fell on the headlines on the front page. Charles said: "The villain who broke into the Tower of London was acquitted. I really doubt the court's ability to handle matters."

Wearing a crown, wearing a purple velvet cape, and holding a scepter, the man is the Napoleon of crime—Kim Moriarty.

"Your Highness, you have to go to the airport." The old butler came over to remind Charles.

Charles nodded at him, stroked Frances' blond hair, and said to her, "Papa will be back tomorrow. Papa will accept the award for you, dear. I'm proud of you, Siss. Your grandfather heard you won The news of the award, I am very happy. You know, there has never been such an achievement in the royal family."

Charles posted his daughter's cold cheeks, and asked the old housekeeper to increase the temperature in the room. When he said goodbye to Francis, he didn't notice that Francis was looking at the newspaper. It was as sharp as a jaguar staring at its prey. .

After Charles left, Francis got up from the sofa and walked towards his room.

She walked into the bathroom, turned on the faucet with her hand, picked up a basin of water and splashed it on her face, the cold water kept stimulating her senses, slowly she raised her head and wiped off the drops of water on her face with a towel , she looked at herself in the mirror with azure blue eyes, and the confusion in her azure eyes gradually receded, as if a sword that had been hidden for a long time finally revealed her sharp edge again.

She went from the bathroom to the cloakroom, she had to go out.

William and Kate recently celebrated their first wedding in more than a year, with the young couple arriving in Windsor before lunch as the royal family begins to gather again as Christmas approaches.

"Hey, William, and Kate." Harry met his brother and sister-in-law in the garden, who had recently returned from the army. "I heard Siss won the Nobel Prize in Physics?"

"Yes, Dad is going to Stockholm today, and there will be an awards ceremony tonight." William was also very proud. "Oh, my grandfather has been talking about this news since it was released."

"Oh, he must feel very proud. I still think it's amazing. The Nobel Prize winner is my sister. That's more cool than the Oscar queen and the world's number one supermodel being your girlfriend."

"Of course, think about how many people can be the family members of Nobel Prize winners. I think my mother will also feel very proud. The little girl she loves has achieved such achievements." William said, he took his brother's shoulders, He said to his wife, "Kate, what do you think we're going to give Siss for Christmas?"

"I'm ready, honey, you should think about it." Kate ruthlessly abandoned her husband.

Harry expressed his joy at this and laughed: "Aha, by the way, how is Siss doing?"

"It's still the same. You know her condition is a bit serious, and the doctor has a conservative view on stimulation therapy." William could only sigh at Siss's condition, "Siss' boyfriend, Mr. Holmes, often plays chess with her." .You know, we always get knocked out in 3 minutes."

"After all, it's the brain of a Nobel Prize winner." Harry was already stuck in the Nobel Prize.

Kate was speechless about the two sister fools.

The three came to the restaurant talking and laughing, and the queen and Prince Philip were talking.

"Hey, William, Kate and Harry. Have you read the Times? It's full of stories about Plum Pudding winning." Philip said excitedly to his grandson.

"Yes, I saw it. It was reported all over the world, in fact," said Harry. "I saw the newspaper from the plane. Oh, it's lunch time, where's Siss?"

"She is in the room. After saying goodbye to your father this morning, she went back to the room." The queen mentioned that her granddaughter still had unstoppable worries in her eyes. She has been autistic for ten months. She never communicated with anyone.

"I asked the old butler to ask her to come out for dinner. She didn't eat much for breakfast." As soon as Philip finished speaking, the old butler walked over in a panic. God testifies, Philip hasn't seen the old butler's face for more than 20 years. On the expression other than calm.

However, when the old butler opened his mouth, it was like dropping a bomb.

"His Royal Highness is missing."

"What?!" Philip stood up suddenly from the chair, and the chair fell straight back on the ground, making a 'boom'.

Everyone's faces changed.

"What do you mean she's gone?" Harry frowned with a serious look on his face.

"I went to the room to ask Her Royal Highness to come down for lunch. When I entered the room, I found no one there. I searched the bathroom and the cloakroom, but there was no sign of Her Royal Highness." The old butler explained what happened just now, "I asked Campbell to The maid went to the attic to look, and also looked for the place where His Highness usually likes to stay."

"Oh, God." Kate covered her mouth with panic in her eyes, "Where is she going?"

At this time, the queen, who is the grandmother of Francis, was the calmest, and she immediately called her old friend.

Mycroft has been mentally exhausted recently. Although he lamented his younger brother's maturity in facing the enemy, after he dealt with Watson who misunderstood him at the Diogenes Club, he sat in the room of the Diogenes Club and sighed heavily. sighed.

It really is middle-aged.

How could such things tire him out before?

He collected all the materials, put them in his file bag, and was about to leave Diogenes when the phone in his pocket rang.

Seeing the caller ID, Mycroft frowned slightly, and answered the call: "Holmes."

"Good day, my old friend." The queen's voice was steady and there was no difference from the past.

"Yes, Madam, waiting for your orders."

"Siss is missing from Windsor Castle, can you find her?"

Mycroft's eyebrows twitched, and the brows were squeezed into a plain word: "Missing? When was the last time anyone saw her?"

"No one has seen her since breakfast."

McCoff looked at the time subconsciously. It was already noon, and he had been missing for at least five hours without anyone noticing. If it wasn't for the Queen, McCoff really wanted to greet the security guards in Windsor and the agents he sent.

But he also immediately thought that there was only one possibility that Francis would leave Windsor by himself.

"I see. I will inform you if there is any news from His Highness." Mycroft hung up the phone, picked up his briefcase and his black umbrella, and left the Diogenes Club. He made a phone call.

"Princess of Wales is missing in Windsor. All Berkshire monitoring has been called out, and the whole of England has entered alert level one."

"Yes, Boss."

When Mycroft got into the car where Anthea was waiting outside Diogenes, he took out his mobile phone and called Seleucus: "It's me, Mycroft. Her Royal Highness is missing in Windsor. Has she contacted you?"

"No, not at all. Or not at the moment. I think she should contact me if necessary." The voice of Seleucus on the other end of the phone paused and asked again, "Do you know what happened?"

"It should be that she left Windsor on her own initiative. I think she probably went to do something." McCoff said.

"How long has she been missing?"

"Nearly five hours."

"Enough time for her to leave Windsor and go all over England. I'll put the others on notice. I have news to contact you, Holmes." Seleucus hung up the phone.

Looking at the London street scene passing by the car window, Mycroft murmured, "What the hell are you doing, Alek?"

Sherlock stayed in the laboratory of Butts Hospital, and Moriarty's people outside were trying to destroy his reputation and destroy him.

Moriarty sent hitmen lurking on Baker Street, threatening the lives of Mrs. Hudson, Inspector Lestrade and Watson.

He kept tossing the squash ball in his hand, sitting blankly, thinking about how to deal with Moriarty, while ensuring his own life.

There was a crisp sound when the door of the laboratory was spun. Sherlock held the bounced squash ball and turned his head to look in the direction of the door.

The door was opened, and the person who came was wearing a black windbreaker, a Prussian blue sweater, a pair of jeans, a pair of Wellington snow boots, a black peaked cap, and a few strands of blond hair hanging down in the ear.

Those long-lost bright blue eyes looked at Sherlock without blinking.

Sherlock stood up slowly, with a smile in his gray-green eyes: "Long time no see, Francis."

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