Total Man Chi I Am The King Of Bloodsuckers

"Good morning, Your Royal Highness!"

Accardo knelt on one knee and bowed respectfully to the Queen on the throne.

"Hurry up, Count, there are no outsiders here."

Elizabeth smiled at him and said.

"Then thank you for the Queen's kindness, so what is there to do with you that you have to tell me personally?"

"It's about the last king, Edward VIII."

Elizabeth's smile gradually converged and became serious.

Mrs. Simpson was an ardent supporter of the Nazi Party and had an unexplained relationship with Nazi Foreign Minister Ribbentrop. During the war, she passed a lot of information to the enemy and caused huge losses to our side, and it is not an exaggeration to say that she committed treason. Seeing

that her granddaughter did not want to say first, Mary spoke first.

"There should be a lot of Edward's credit for this, right?"

"Hey, yes."

"But as far as I know, hasn't the Prime Minister already decided on this matter?"

"But I don't agree with this approach."

Before Elizabeth could explain, Mary on the side spoke in a cold tone.

"Every day he lives in this world, every moment is a humiliation to his father, an insult to the royal family of Wiegelin!"

"You mean..."

"Kill him!"

"But grandmother, uncle is your son!"

Elizabeth's heart was still a little hesitant.

"When he betrayed the country, he was already not."

Mary's tone was decisive.

"Mei, this kind of thing needs to be discussed by the parliament and the prime minister, if you rashly kill them..."

"This is a state affair, but it is also our family affair." If he really wanted to die, he wouldn't have to wait so many years. It is precisely because of the royal family's face that he cannot be publicly executed, but he cannot be let go like this, let him go to his father with repentance!

"I see, although this is by no means the right way to handle it, but I am very interested, after all, what I hate the most is betrayal." Then I'll go, hehe, tomorrow the headlines in the newspaper have already been booked!

Accardo turned and strode out, with an incomprehensible smile on his face, he understood that since he had told him something shady to his face, it was most appropriate for him to do it.

After the two could no longer see Accardo's figure, Elizabeth spoke faintly.

"It's foolproof, right? Grandmother, are you warning me with this? As long as you tarnish the face of the royal family, even if it is your own son, you will not let it go. Want me to take care of Margaret?

"This is not a threat, dear Lili Bai, you are the king of this country now, although there is no real power, but Accardo will obey your arrangement, this is a cooperation." I am now slowly handing over this decisive force to you. "

......

The next day, inside the residence of Mr. and Mrs. Edward, they were found dead in their room. The Duchess of Windsor, who had always dreamed of becoming queen, was decapitated and fell in a pool of blood. Edward was even more miserable, with a spear nailed to both arms and chest, and the spearhead was deeply nailed into the wall, so that his body formed a cross posture, and blood almost stained the entire wall.

On the ceiling there is a line written in blood: Traitors will not forgive!

The police quickly intervened in the investigation, but there was no progress, after all, they could not think of anyone who could sneak in quietly, without leaving the slightest trace, and carrying three spears of nearly three meters. And with such great strength, you can cut off a person's neck with a sharp weapon with one blow, and pierce the spear into the wall more than three inches. The line on the ceiling is even more difficult to understand, and no one knows how the murderer did it without accepting any tools.

"Sister, what are we doing here?"

Margaret looked at Elizabeth curiously.

"Sister, do you know what the name of this palace is?"

"Of course, Merupado Palace, after all, no one has entered this palace since it was built."

"Then do you want to go in and take a look?"

"What, really?"

A flash of excitement flashed in Margaret's bright eyes, and she felt some excitement.

"It must be true, but the maids and servants don't have to follow, we just go by ourselves, there are some things in this that are not suitable for exposing to the public."

"I understand, then let's go now."

Looking at the back of the brisk Margaret, Elizabeth's eyes were faint, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

......

"Sir, the person you want me to pick has already been picked."

"Let her in."

"Yes."

A blonde girl walked into the house, and despite her young age, she could still roughly see her beautiful face when she grew up.

"Is she?"

"Yes, she is the best in this class."

"Yes, she's very confused."

Accardo looked at the girl's fair face and praised.

"Kid, what's your name?"

"Mary Clark."

"Mary? Hehe, your name reminds me of a friend of mine. Introduce yourself.

"My father died in World War II, my mother was Japanese, and my only relative at the moment is my sister."

The girl's narrative can be described as extremely concise and calm.

"Any idea what your duties are?"

"Become a sharp knife in MI6 and serve the motherland."

At this time, Accardo had already left his seat and slowly walked to Mary.

"Well said, since that's the case, let me introduce myself as well. I'm the supreme commander of MI6, you can call me 'Black Rain'.

Mary's pupils trembled violently, and her body subconsciously straightened. She naturally heard about the trump card of MI6, who is extremely mysterious and terrifying to the enemy. It's just that she didn't expect the other party to be so young, no, it should be said that this may not be his true face.

A killer who never misses a shot hidden in the night, you're dead before you see his face.

This is what the enemy says about him.

"I started the program by selecting children up to 12 years old to train in order to infiltrate the crowd for intelligence gathering, assassination and other tasks. Of course, this plan must not be disclosed to the media and will not be accepted by the world. So you are the first and probably the last. You're the best of them all, don't let me down, okay?

Accardo's voice is low and soothing, like classical music, but it gives people an inexplicable sense of oppression.

"Yes, sir."

"You don't have to be too nervous, for this plan to be really feasible, I will teach you personally, so let's call it another name."

"Teacher..."