My own war game

Chapter 103 Secondment
Britain is the first country to implement a constitutional monarchy. Compared with royal families in other places that are just figureheads, the British royal family has more say in the country.

Upon learning that the girl in front of them was the future heir to the royal family, the minions from the Fifth Department were stunned at first, then quickly left to confirm with their superiors. After a while, a car stopped and a middle-aged man ran down.

"Your Highness, this is war time, you shouldn't be in a place like this." David Petrie, the head of the Fifth Department, walked up to the girls and whispered.

"It's just an ordinary social practice. The Prime Minister knew about it before." The fifteen-year-old sister said calmly.

"But you shouldn't be out of the guards' sight."

"Margaret is lost, and I'm just here to look for her. As for why there are no security guards around, you can go back and ask them if they have been negligent." As expected of a politician who will step onto the international stage in the future, Elizabeth's method of shifting the blame is very natural.

Even though he knew the other party was lying, David Petrie did not control his emotions and took responsibility because of the identity of the woman in front of him. "Okay, I will require the field staff to pay more attention. You should leave now."

Elizabeth nodded slightly. "Then please prepare the car. I want to invite some friends to have afternoon tea."

"Excuse me, your friend..."

"I think I still have this right." Elizabeth said and walked away alone.

In the afternoon, He Chi took Hepburn to enjoy English afternoon tea in the reception room of Buckingham Palace for the first time, but apart from being a little novel, she didn't have any special feelings about it.

The 15-year-old Elizabeth now has the temperament of a royal heir. Her every move shows the aura cultivated by elite education. In comparison, her younger sister looks like a complete naughty child.

"Margaret, I've told you many times not to stir the spoon counterclockwise in the coffee cup. This is extremely impolite!" Elizabeth helplessly taught her sister who used the spoon as a toy.

"I'm sorry, Margaret is like this. Maybe it's because she doesn't have to bear more responsibilities, and her father doesn't restrict her with too many etiquettes." The future queen apologized to He Chi again.

"I totally understand." He Chi nodded. Compared to Lola who was very good at playing with pistols and incendiary bombs in the real world, this little princess was not that good at being a naughty child.

"There is one thing I'm curious about. Just now outside, you seemed to have noticed that there was something wrong with the spy, so you were in a hurry to take us away, right?" Elizabeth put down her teacup and asked. After all, she was a young girl and she had her own curiosity.

"There have indeed been some speculations." He Chi did not deny it.

"Can you tell me more about it?" Not only did Elizabeth make a listening gesture, but Margaret also put down what she was holding and came over.

"First of all," He Chi raised a finger, "I have some experience in German cuisine, and this spy's dessert has a strong German chef style."

"Isn't this enough? What if he just learns it for his personal interest?" Margaret objected.

He Chi held up his second finger and said, "Then let's talk about prices. You two may not know the current price of sugar, right? One shilling for a dessert sounds expensive, but in fact it is not enough to buy the raw materials. And his business has been open for quite some time, which is very unreasonable."

"Yes, that's true. No one opens a store to lose money." What my sister was thinking at this time was that she needed to know more folk information.

"Finally, he had several books in his kitchen, but they weren't cookbooks..."

"What's wrong with this?"

"The most important thing for a spy is to receive orders and pass on codes, and most spies in the world will use books to record these specific codes." He Chi measured with his hands. "His kitchen is very small, probably only a few square meters. Cooking in such a small space, whether it is moisture or high temperature, may be harmful to the books, but he just put the books here."

"So that's how it is. Is this the vision of a professional agent?" Elizabeth nodded slightly, and Hepburn behind her also cast an admiring look at her.

In fact, He Chi did not tell the truth. He opened the 3D view after he felt the price was abnormal. The other party's red identity tag directly exposed his identity. The reason behind it was just added to increase the persuasiveness. "He, how did you do that? Teach me, please?" Margaret came up.

"that?"

"Just the way to pierce that guy's palm with a whoosh." The little girl jumped onto a chair and gestured with both hands.

He Chi politely refused, "Your Highness, I'm afraid you'll have to wait until you're older to learn this..."

"Then show me how? Can you let me see it again?" Margaret said excitedly, clenching her fists.

He Chi thought about it, picked up a fork on the table, and swung it casually. The fork directly pierced the chair 10 meters away and penetrated nearly two inches into the wood.

The Oriental man was very satisfied with the result of this casual throw, but when he turned around that day, he saw Elizabeth covering her mouth with her hands and looking at him in surprise.

"He, you're in trouble. That chair is an antique that my sister likes very much. It's from the 17th century." Margaret snickered gloatingly.

The afternoon passed quickly, and when He Chi left, the two sisters sent them to the courtyard.

"Please don't mind it, it's just a chair." Elizabeth nodded slightly, showing her good upbringing very well.

"Thank you for your generosity. Goodbye, Your Highness." He Chi also bowed slightly in farewell.

"I think we'll meet again soon," the future queen greeted again.

He Chi thought it was just a polite remark from the nobles, but he didn't expect that the next day, Menzies actually came to give him a "big surprise"

"What is this?" He Chi shook the thing in his hand.

"Security officer secondment order," Menzies said unhappily, "In simple terms, the royal family is seconding us a person to serve as a security expert. It is said that the two princesses specifically requested you to go there."

“I’ve never had any experience with this.”

"That's what I said, but the other party said it didn't matter." Menzies shrugged.

"Can I refuse?"

"Okay, but they also sent a damaged item bill for £2000. I have no objection if you want to pay." Menzies closed the door to bargaining.

"Okay, I'll go." After all, he was the one who broke someone else's things, so He Chi simply chose to compromise.

"Here, take it." Menzies threw a booklet to He Chi.

"What is this?"

"The Royal Security Members' Emergency Contact Manual contains codes for various events, and the frequencies used in the past are also listed on the back."

He Chi flipped through the manual and discovered that the most frequently used number in the past was "Missing Person, Code: 999"

(End of this chapter)