[Comprehensive] I am not Michael

Although it is a pity, today's dinner was still a success, especially at the end, when Zhao Changqing made a request to Earl Grantham, hoping to borrow the books in Downton Abbey, the old countess rushed to say: "Of course. However, the collection of books For any family, it is an incomparably precious wealth. It is our honor that you can take a fancy to the collection of books in Downton Abbey. But many books in Downton Abbey are orphans. I think you will understand us? Anyway, Qiangwei The manor is so close that you can come here often. We will be happy to entertain you."

In fact, Downton Abbey is famous for its generosity, and among the nobles, borrowing books is even more common.There is naturally another reason for the old lady to say that.

Zhao Changqing had no choice but to say: "But, I will tell you about my work and rest time. I mean, in the Far East we will get up at dusk."

The old lady immediately said: "What does it matter? We are happy to reserve a room for you in Downton Abbey. You can bring the book to the room to read. Right? Robert?"

Of course Robert Crawley, Earl of Grantham, could not have confronted his mother.What's more, even if he is an upright old-fashioned gentleman, he knows very well what it means to be a neighbor with a talented foreigner like Zhao Changqing.Therefore, he took advantage of the situation and asked the housekeeper to prepare a room for Zhao Changqing.

Regarding such a situation, what else can Zhao Changqing say?I can only say a word of trouble, and then I will stay overnight in Downton Abbey.

Then, he got up as usual, and when he planned to go to Downton Abbey's study to read for a few hours, he was not surprised to find Mary Crowley sneaking out of the bedroom.

Today is a truly disastrous day for Mary Crowley.

First, the fox hunting failed, and the attention of all the nobles who participated in the fox hunting was attracted by the Far Easterner. No matter whether it was a beauty like myself, or the fox hunting sport that was widely sought after by the nobles, these men could not be diverted in the slightest. attention.Then there was the dinner party. Whether it was her parents or the three of them, the whole family combined couldn't compare to that Far Easterner.After the dinner, the men still surrounded the Far Easterner, forcing her to join in.

However, these are small things.

What really shocked Mary was that the Turkish commissioner sneaked into her boudoir in the middle of the night!

What's more, this guy died in her bedroom, on her bed!

After sitting silly in the room for a long time, Mary realized that she needed help from others, at least, at least, to get that Pamuk back to his room!

Mary never thought that she would bump into Zhao Changqing!

She was too scared to speak, so she could only stand there stupidly.

As for Zhao Changqing, he looked at the terrified Mary in her pajamas, immediately pulled her into a corner, and said in a low voice, "Are you in trouble?"

Mary nodded stupidly, and suddenly remembered that she couldn't tell Zhao Changqing, an outsider, about this matter, so she shook her head quickly.

Zhao Changqing leaned forward slightly, and whispered in her ear: "But when you woke up, you found that Turk died in your bedroom?"

Mary covered her mouth, her eyes widened, and she looked straight at Zhao Changqing.

She had completely forgotten to speak.

"This is not the place to talk, can you find a spare room?"

Mary was stunned for a long time before she dragged Zhao Changqing into her room.

"You, what do you know?"

Zhao Changqing looked at Pamke on the big bed in the bedroom, and then at the faint hickey on Mary's neck that hadn't completely dissipated, and his eyes widened slightly.

"Please, help me..."

Mary lost her mind and could only bow her head and cry.In any case, she is just an ordinary noble lady.

"The situation looks a bit different from what I imagined." Zhao Changqing looked around and said, "So, this pajamas and these slippers belong to him?"

Mary nodded.

"nothing else?"

Mary shook her head and said in a low voice, "Not anymore."

"Take a closer look, is there anything else in your room besides these two?"

Mary was still in shock, but still lit a candle, examined it carefully, shook her head, and said in a low voice, "No more."

Zhao Changqing nodded, quickly put on the men's pajamas for Pamke, then lifted him up and quickly threw him out of the window.

Mary almost screamed—if she hadn't covered her mouth, she might have woken up all the servants in the manor—but she soon discovered that Pamuk's body had been buried He was thrown under a tree in the courtyard 100 meters away, and even his slippers were thrown beside him.

Zhao Changqing quickly retreated from the window and pulled Mary back: "Okay, it's all right. Someone will find him at dawn, and people will only know that he went out for a walk in the middle of the night and died of a heart attack..."

Mary turned around abruptly, grabbed Zhao Changqing's sleeve, lowered her voice, and said, "You, what do you know?"

"You're tired. It's time to rest."

"Please, tell me..."

Seeing how Mary was about to cry, Zhao Changqing sighed and said in a low voice: "Next time, if you want to meet those foreigners, please learn about their country's customs first. In Turkey, men regard breaking into a woman's boudoir as a An adventure, but also a romance. Their customs also allowed them to have four wives."

"What? How?"

"Your behavior at and after dinner was no different than encouraging him to sneak into your boudoir. Well, I'm going. Remember, nothing happened tonight. Mr. Pamuke was out for a walk in the middle of the night, I haven't been in your room either."

When Zhao Changqing opened the door and was about to leave, Mary stopped him:

"That, thank you."

"No, you don't need to thank me. I didn't do anything and I don't know anything."

Zhao Changqing quickly flashed out of the room, he didn't even take the stairs, but chose to jump down from the patio, scaring Mary half to death!

Mary thought something would happen to Zhao Changqing, so she hurriedly threw herself on the railing of the corridor and looked down.And all she saw was Zhao Changqing's robe opened in the air because of the wind, like a huge and beautiful butterfly hovering and landing in mid-air.

Zhao Changqing's figure disappeared from the courtyard, and Mary realized this, and hurried back to her room.

This time, Mary did not alarm the maid Anna, nor her mother, nor even Daisy, the kitchen maid.Only she and Zhao Changqing know her secret.

However, she still couldn't feel at ease.Therefore, before six o'clock, she finished dressing up by herself and came to the study.And in the study.Zhao Changqing was sitting on the sofa under the window reading a book.He reads very fast, that is, the short distance between Mary walking from the door to the window, he can turn a page.

"You can read so fast."

"Ah, yes. I can read at twenty thousand words a minute, and I can't forget it. So I just have to write it down and write it out when I come back. You're up so early, Countess."

"You can call me Mary."

The heaviness in Mary's tone forced Zhao Changqing to raise his head: "Do you have something on your mind?"

"Morning, thank you."

"Oh? Is there anything I have to do to make Miss Mary appreciate me?"

Obviously, Zhao Changqing was going to play dumb to the end.

Seeing this, Mary breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time felt a little bit annoyed: "Oh~ Zhao!"

Looking at Zhao Changqing, Mary had to say: "I, I just don't understand. Because of you, when you saw me just now, what you said, I, I care a little..."

Mary knew very well that, even for her own honor, she should act as if she knew nothing.However, she just cared a lot.

"So, do you know 'national interest'?"

"What, what do you mean?"

The way Zhao Changqing looked at Mary made Mary's heart skip a beat. If Mary hadn't experienced love before and knew what love was like, she would have thought it was love.

"It's up to you to figure it out for yourself."

"But……"

"Well. You should go back to your room. Today, you must behave as usual. This is very important to you."

Zhao Changqing's eyes seemed to have a magical power, so Mary had to get up and leave.

In fact, Zhao Changqing knew very well that if that Pamuk got up and left in the afternoon when he learned that silk could effectively prevent the damage of bullets in this period, he might have saved his life.However, not only did this Pamuk not leave immediately, but he learned more information during the dinner, and even wanted to win him over. There is no doubt that this guy will not live long when the British government finds out .

Therefore, it doesn’t matter where Kemal Pamke died. Even if he died on Mary’s bed, he would be identified by the relevant departments as he was murdered and thrown on Mary’s bed.

For the British government, the most important thing is the advanced technology in its hands.Those related to metallurgy and military industry.But Zhao Changqing was a foreigner after all, and the British government certainly didn't want to see a foreigner become Britain's steel magnate, metallurgy magnate, or even military industry magnate.

So, what's next?

Looking at the pen in his hand, Zhao Changqing suddenly thought of a signature pen.He has forgotten when the ballpoint pen was invented, but, like the ballpoint pen, the signature pen also uses a ball, and there is no trouble of oil leakage. It can be said that it is more advanced than the ballpoint pen.More importantly, whether it is a signature pen or a ballpoint pen, the real technical core is still the ball, that is, the bearing technology.

Zhao Changqing seemed to see the dawn of his entry into the metallurgical and military industries.

Zhao Changqing knew very well that he was playing with fire, and of course, he didn't mind playing with it.Anyway, there's a bunch of wizards out there.His purpose is to use these technologies to draw the attention of the British government to his energy, so that those Chinese laborers will not be treated as slaves, tools or even demining tools.After World War I, "a group of wizards" attacked his factory and "himself" and "modified" part of his memory. He could logically "forget" some advanced knowledge, and by the way, blame the wizard on their heads.

Anyway, the wizarding world has a lot of memory-modifying magic, and when he went to Knockturn Alley before, he snatched a lot of wands.

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