Bobby is an African royal family with British education, and in terms of blood and IQ, he is no less than the so-called secretary named Thomas in front of him, and Bobby even suspects that this guy is clearly sent by Thorpe to spy on him, so as to prevent himself from coming into contact with other more powerful groups.

London is a free and open city, but also a paradise for politicians, the presidents of the wilderness, the generals who have lost power, and the overthrown kings all gather here, London is also the center of the international arms trade and defense consulting services, spies, separatists, and dissidents from various countries are shuttling through the fog of London, like the salmon of the Thames.

When he first arrived in London, His Royal Highness Bobby had a secretary, two male servants, and a cook driver by his side, but they were all dismissed due to lack of money, leaving only two fierce former royal guard soldiers, but it didn't take long for these two people to be seriously injured in a confrontation with people in a bar, so now His Highness has only one male servant Little Arthur who does not need to be paid. For some reason, His Royal Highness Bobby had a wonderful feeling for this little boy, and he always felt déjà vu but couldn't tell where he had seen it.

Now the security of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Western Sadamoa is in charge of Mr. Thomas, two white bodyguards with loaded guns are inseparable, of course, the expensive expenses are paid by Mr. Thorpe, and now Bobby lives in a five-star hotel on Kensington Road called Ba Muni, the price of a luxury suite is five hundred pounds a day, which is very close to Hyde Park and Kensington Palace, but His Royal Highness Bobby is not satisfied, in his imagination, a prince should not live in a hotel, but in a palace outside London, There are stables and swimming pools, as well as a British thoroughbred racehorse.

But Mr. Thorpe obviously did not want to spend more money on His Highness, and in addition to the cost of eating and living the bodyguards, he only gave Bobby 50,000 pounds a month, which in the eyes of Bobby, who was accustomed to spending money, was only equivalent to pocket money.

Angry and had to succumb to reality, Bobby thought of his nephew Martin who was fighting in the African jungle, this young man had studied in China, met some enthusiastic friends, and even pulled up an army with their help, Bobby had high hopes for Martin's army at the beginning of the **, but later under Thomas's slander, he actually suspected his nephew, and at that time Mr. Thorpe had hired Colonel Faulkner, who was well-known in the mercenary circles in London, to go to Africa, so Bobby also pushed the boat, A letter was sent to remove Martin from command.

But the more Bobby thought about it afterwards, the more wrong it became, and Thorpe's series of actions made him feel deeply uneasy, so he thought of Martin again, and called his nephew in Africa in the hotel room behind Thomas's back, and after learning the news that the Western People's Liberation Army was about to receive a large amount of arms and ammunition support, Bobby was very excited, and immediately ordered the secretary, that is, Thomas, to send a letter appointing Martin as the commander of the Second Brigade of the Royal Army.

This is a clever move that Bobby thinks he is proud of, Martin's second brigade can give him, the ** prince, an extra card in his hand, at least to restrain Thorpe's mercenaries, but what he didn't expect was that not long after the appointment was issued, the royal second brigade was completely wiped out.

Thomas didn't frown when he said this, as if it were only a few ants that had died, not His Highness's loyal subjects, which made Bobby very uncomfortable, but he still held back his anger and went to the Royal Shakespeare Theatre to enjoy the dance.

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Rolls-Royce faded into the smoky corner, and a few minutes later, two Asian boys in ski shirts and velvet hats walked into the hotel lobby while laughing in Cantonese, they were Hong Kong guests who had just entered the hotel, humble and polite, like most Chinese living in London, who did not like to cause trouble.

When they entered, they found that the elevator door was about to close, and quickly shouted, "Wait a minute." But the people in the elevator were unmoved, and still pressed the close button, and the shorter young man stepped forward and grabbed the elevator door and turned around and shouted, "Come on, you can still ride." ”

Liu Ziguang, who was dressed in casual clothes, walked to the elevator door, and saw four Indians and Pakistanis standing inside, one of them was a little older, wearing a suit and glasses, and gray hair, and the other three were all sturdy young men, with air headsets, small badges pinned to the collar of the suit, and the black gun handle was faintly visible in the inadvertently open placket.

"Take the next ride." One of the young men said bluntly, his English had a strong foreign flavor.

"Let them in." The middle-aged man said with a smile, stopping his subordinates' attempts to drive people out.

The elevator door slowly closed, six people looked at each other in the small elevator space, the three bodyguards dressed as people seemed to be very nervous, but the middle-aged man was very relaxed and casual, and took the initiative to talk to Liu Ziguang: "Chinese? ”

"Yes sir, we are from Hong Kong, China." Liu Ziguang replied politely.

"China is a great country, the Chinese nation is a hardworking and brave nation, if I have the opportunity, I would like to go to Beijing and Shanghai again." The middle-aged man said sincerely, with true feelings in his eyes.

"Thank you, Your Excellency, Pakistan is also a great country."

While speaking, the elevator stopped, the middle-aged man nodded at the two, and went out under the escort of the bodyguard, the elevator door slowly closed, and continued to go up, the real Hong Kong crow blinked his eyes and asked: "What is the origin of the old man, his aura is so strong?" ”

"Is this called strong? If it had been before, I am afraid that you would have been shocked by his overflowing domineering spirit. Liu Ziguang paused before saying: "He is the former president of Pakistan, the chief of the army staff, general, His Excellency Musharraf." ”

The crow stuck out his tongue and made a shocked expression: "London is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, you can meet a president and a king or something." ”

"Of course, isn't the one we're going to visit a king too?" As soon as he finished speaking, the elevator reached the floor where His Royal Highness Bobby lived, and the room they had booked was right next door to Bobby, the Bamuni Hotel was a five-story Gothic building with windows close enough to easily climb into the next room.

The two of them quickly checked into the house, and the window was directly opposite a green meadow, and the spring in London was damp and cold, and the outdoors was not so comfortable, so there were no tourists outside except for a worker who operated a lawn mower.

Liu Ziguang quickly changed into a blue one-piece canvas suit similar to a hotel's water and electricity overalls, tied a safety belt around his waist, climbed out of the window in a grand manner, walked a few steps along the windowsill, easily opened the window of the room where His Royal Highness Bobby lived, unfastened the seat belt and slipped in, and then carefully closed the window Bobby's room is very large, it is a luxury suite, all kinds of living facilities are available, even including computers and fax machines, Liu Ziguang put on plastic gloves, threw open the desk drawer with a pin, and began to flip through the documentsAt the same time, I turned on the computer, took out a large-capacity USB disk from my arms, inserted it into the USB interface, and photographed the paper documents one by one with a digital camera while copying the documents......

After the performance, Bobby sent Thomas to invite a young dancer named Barbara to dinner, Thomas despised the well-dressed African crown prince, but he had to pinch his nose and comply, and five minutes later he came back easily and said to Bobby in the box: "Your Highness, it is unfortunate that Miss Barbara has already made a date." ”

"Didn't you tell her who I am?" Bobby was a little angry, things weren't going well, and now it was so hard to even invite a dancer to dinner and spend the night together.

"Yes, but unfortunately, Miss Barbara has already made an appointment, and I heard that it is a prince from the United Arab Emirates." Thomas didn't care how angry Bobby was, in fact he would love to see this **** deflated expression.

Little Arthur will look at His Royal Highness Bobby for a while, and look at the gloating Thomas for a while, his dark eyes flickered, and he shrank aside obediently and did not dare to speak, because he knew that His Highness always used himself as a punching bag when he was angry.

Bobby angrily walked out of the theater, got into the Rolls-Royce provided by the hotel, and said to the driver, "Drive! ”

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency, Mr. Thomas hasn't come yet." The driver said angrily that although His Royal Highness Bobby has always been generous when tipping, the driver can still tell who is the real boss.

"Your Highness, your trench coat." Thomas, who came later, opened the car door, handed Bobby's trench coat in, and said lightly: "I still have something to do, I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you tomorrow." ”

"You go about it, it's good for me to be alone." Bobby said angrily, and little Arthur didn't dare to come out with the two bodyguards getting into the car, Thomas closed the car door, and Rolls-Royce went on the road in the drizzle.

Suddenly, Bobby saw a familiar figure through the car window, it was Barbara, whom he had coveted for a long time, and the beautiful dancer was sitting in a latest-style Mai** car, no need to ask if this must be the car of the Arab princes.

His Royal Highness, who was deeply stimulated, secretly clenched his fists and glared at Little Arthur fiercely, and Little Arthur immediately trembled in fear and curled up in his seat.

But Bobby won't beat him immediately, because the two white bodyguards are still in the car, Bobby doesn't want to be in The Times for beating the servants, and Britain is a society governed by the rule of law, so he always beats Arthur Jr. in his hotel room to relieve his stress and anger.

In the room, Liu Ziguang has finished filming all the documents, and the documents in the computer have been briefly read, but he still hasn't found the most critical document, that is, the contract signed by His Royal Highness Bobby and the mastermind behind the scenes. Reliable friends' homes or bank insurance counters, these two possibilities are very low, thinking about it, Liu Ziguang finally thought of the safe provided by the hotel in the room.

He soon found the safe behind an oil painting, but by this time His Royal Highness Bobby's car had stopped at the door of the hotel, and the doorman stepped forward to open the door, and the tall bodyguards came out first, followed by the unhappy Crown Prince and the trembling little Arthur.

"Swallows are home, good points." A guest sitting in the lobby reading a newspaper and drinking coffee bowed his head and whispered to his neckline.

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