[Zongyingmi] She is a princess and not sick

After a few days, Harry's psychiatrist also solved it.

Francis and several cousins ​​of the Spencer family ate, drank, drank and played, and the life was quite boring. She and Harry lived in Althorp for a while and then returned to London.

On her first day back in London, Francis went back to Windsor, where she would rather live with her grandparents than with her father and his current wife.

I don't know if the queen has the habit of keeping dogs. Grandma's love for dogs is really outrageous.

Francis looked at a group of corgis circling around her trousers, and she didn't know how many times she had to give up the urge to kill these little guys, but who told her that this was her grandmother's dog.

Francis lived in Buckingham Palace and Windsor Castle all year round. The queen specially prepared a study for Francis, and she looked up information in the study.

Since McCoff gave her the information, she read it several times and always felt that something was wrong.

If the car accident was artificially arranged to murder Diana, it would be too unreasonable.

There was a good chance that my mother would have survived the crash, and if she had gotten to the hospital in time, there was a good chance she would have survived.

If the assassination fails, she can only worry about the skills and brains of the secret agents behind the scenes.

As a result, only the driver survived the accident.

Years later, the root cause of the crash was attributed to the driver's drunk driving.

Francis said, if you believe me, I will be a ghost.

The unlucky driver is nothing more than an outlet for the families of the victims, and you are the only one who survived.

Francis would not sympathize with this unlucky driver. If his skills were better, this accident would not have happened.

Her mother was still alive after the car accident, and when she was taken to the hospital, she was helpless. The real cause of her death was internal bleeding.

Francis felt that the whole thing was weird, but she herself was in the fog, unable to see the truth clearly, and glimpsed some outlines of the truth.

Francis let out a breath.

She also thought Mycroft's attitude towards the matter was odd.

Francis suspected that the cause of his mother's death was something else, but he would never suspect that it was the British royal family and the government. They would never let William, the future prince, fall into such an embarrassing situation. Diana was the first to be held accountable for something wrong It must be the royal family.

Most of what Diana did was praised by leaders of various countries and loved by the people. Although she was no longer a member of the royal family, she still maintained the title of Princess of Wales.

In 97, Prime Minister Blair of the Labor Party came to power. The Labor Party and the Conservative Party were opposed. Blair himself was once a member of the opposition to the constitutional monarchy. His wife was a supporter of abolishing the constitutional monarchy and moving England towards a republic.

After her mother suffered a failed marriage, she used the media's sympathy for her to deal a certain blow to the royal family. In the eyes of the people, she was a fighter against the royal family.

The Labor Party headed by Blair will not do anything to her after taking office.

leftover……

Francis' eyes dimmed, and she held the book slightly harder, the joints of her hands turned white.

"Hey, Siss knew you were here."

Francis quickly closed the book, and she turned her head to see Zara approaching.

"'Egyptian Mythology'? Since when did you become interested in this?"

"Zara, you don't know, I'm almost bored to death." Francis put the book back, "What are you looking for? Is there anything I can do for you."

"I came to see you ride. Grandpa took the boys hunting. I don't like hunting." Zara shrugged.

Francis neither likes horseback riding nor hunting. She likes fencing and swimming. She is also proficient in painting and cello. Her favorite is not science, but computer science. Her teacher is Xu Lan.

"Then what are you waiting for, go ride a horse."

They went to the horse farm that Zara frequented.

Francis knew that Zara was just looking for someone to talk to, otherwise, according to Zara's Olympic-level equestrian skills, Francis would never go riding with her.

"Sis, I'm quite worried about Angela." Zara and Francis rode back, and she looked very worried. "She's not quite right recently. She's had trouble with Uncle Andrew several times."

"Have you met her lover?" Francis remembered that Angela was not the kind of girl who challenged her elders. Uncle Andrew had strict requirements on girls' conduct.

Zara shook her head.

"Don't get into this muddy water. Don't you know Angela's character?" Among other cousins, Francis hates Angela the most. Angela is definitely the stupidest goldfish she has ever seen. "Help her cover it up." , she won't appreciate it either."

"That's right, Eugenie doesn't want to care about her anymore." Zara also figured it out, and ran around fiercely for two times, and the depression in her heart dissipated.

Francis didn't want to meddle in Angela's affairs at all. Zara might just have a bad temper, but she never lost her temper with her younger siblings. When Francis was young, Angela called her a little freak.

Damn little freak.

Francis snorted coldly.

Zara and Francis ran laps on the racecourse. Seeing that Zara was in a better mood, Francis also talked about some other girls' topics in cooperation.

"what--"

The two of them were talking and laughing when suddenly a sharp cry came from the stable.

"What's wrong?" Zara frowned.

"There should be an accident, let's go and see." Francis said, she frowned a little uneasy, feeling that her luck was a bit bad.

When Francis entered the stable, she smelled a strong smell of blood. She looked at the big round eyes of the strong horse, and uneasily scratched the soil under her feet.

"Zara, I think you should stay here and call the police, my dear." Francis stopped Zara. Although Zara had the guts to throw a tantrum, he probably hadn't seen much of the corpse.

"Hey, Siss..." Zara was worried and Francis quickly grabbed her.

"Don't worry, Zara. You'll be fine."

Francis comforted Zara for a while, and her riding boots made a crisp sound when they stepped on the straw poles. The closer she got to the smell of blood, the more intense it became. She saw a middle-aged man sitting there, who was the caretaker of the horse farm. Man, she remembered his name was Jeremy Kane, his eyes widened in horror, and Francis followed his line of sight.

The first thing that came to his eyes was bright red blood, and then Francis saw a female corpse.

Her throat was slit and there were strangle marks on her neck.Her stomach was dissected, and her intestines were pulled out and thrown onto her right shoulder.

Francis calmly looked at the tragedy in front of him and thought: Fortunately, Zara was not allowed in, otherwise she would definitely have nightmares at night.

"Sis, what's going on in there. I've called the police."

"Zara, please don't come in." Francis warned Zara who was about to come in, and she put her hand on Kane's shoulder, "Sir, I don't think we need to wait here until the police come."

Jeremy knew Frances, she used to ride with Zara, and after William's wedding her face had been known to the English.

"Thank... thank you, ma'am," Jeremy stammered.

"You're welcome, sir."

Francis and Jeremy walk out, Zara has explained what's going on here to Romeo Geoffrey at the racecourse, and the poor hairless Mediterranean owner looks close to passing out.

"My God, nothing like this has ever happened. Is it that villain in the Times last week? The one who killed two prostitutes."

Next to Romeo is the horse trainer Katerina Kars, a young and beautiful Nordic girl.

Francis frowned. She really didn't pay attention to London's affairs in Northampton during this time. She took out her mobile phone and prepared to check it online.

"Boss, it's Marianne, my God, she's a good person, how could this happen..." Jeremy expressed his inner panic incoherently.

Zara leaned towards Francis with some anxiety: "Siss, are you okay?"

She was more worried about Francis than herself, after all, she saw the cruel picture.

"Fortunately, don't worry about me, Zara." Francis checked the information, and she held Zara's hand comfortingly, "Scotland Yard should be able to solve the case soon. It is clearly imitating Jack the Ripper at the end of the 19th century."

"There is finally a person here who can think with his brain, Lestrade. Only a little goldfish like you will lower England's IQ just because it is the ghost of Jack the Ripper who committed the crime."

Francis turned around and saw that he was wearing a black overcoat, with curly black hair, high cheekbones, a long face, and a pair of eyes similar to the gentleman she knew.

Francis smiled, and quickly pressed a few times on the keyboard on the BlackBerry.

For the first time in MI5, Mycroft received a text from Francis.

He picked it up and couldn't help but bend the corner of his mouth.

"Your little brother is so cute, like a long-faced teddy dog ​​- F□□ (abbreviation of Francis Alexandra Victoria)"

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