Chapter 680: I’m more useful than God

This kind of thing can be big or small, he is cautious and cautious to do, in front of this British limited edition luxury car is certainly can bring any man a great sense of achievement, but at the same time the risk and opportunity coexist, if not good, the progress of the heart will come to a screeching halt.

But Alan Wilson and dare not be too tough, although he always said that Princess Margaret is not an important member of the royal family, but that is just a flowery mouth, is not the royal family has its own set of judgment standards.

He was afraid! Princess Margaret’s eyes flashed with a touch of triumph, this discovery was enough to make her happy. This asshole still had something to be afraid of.

“Be honest!” Alan Wilson lowered his voice, presenting a standard colorful tone.

The undercurrent was lacking, but for once Princess Margaret was quite obedient and really didn’t make the next move.

Not long after Pamela Mountbatten came out with the key, took her husband’s arm and moved to the Emerald House, Allen Wilson in the Emerald House was built, has not been carefully looked at. This was also the first time!

“It’s a pity that the Amber House in Imperial Russia has disappeared, or I’d really like to see what it’s like.” Alan Wilson had the feeling that it was a matter of benevolence as to which was valuable from the raw material, amber or emerald.

“If there are drawings, consider making a copy of one.” Pamela Mountbatten listened with interest, but then said with some regret, “It is estimated that only the Soviets keep pictures of the amber house, we want to understand can not be easy.”

“Indeed not easy!” Alan Wilson walked around a corner and saw the harvest of this trip to the Middle East, cuneiform clay tablets, it doesn’t matter if you don’t know what it means, it’s fine to have the feeling of being unknown.

“Might as well ask for some gold, these clay tablets aren’t much use.” Princess Margaret commented seemingly wisely.

“This can be much more valuable than gold, there are tens of thousands of tons of gold in the treasuries of various countries, but this kind of mud boards can’t be so much.” Alan Wilson walked in front of the clay plate, his face was full of excitement, the feeling of Tuanfang seeing the ancient Egyptian artifacts, he is now feeling it.

China’s museums actually have ancient Egyptian artifacts, or national treasures level artifacts, to know that this can not be through normal channels to get, China is not like the British colonized Egypt, looting is not possible.

China’s domestic ancient Egyptian cultural relics and the late Qing Dynasty Duanfang related to the late Qing Dynasty sent five ministers to Europe and the United States to study constitutionalism, including Duanfang. This Duanfang is a cultural relics enthusiast, in Europe on the way back home, he stopped by Egypt.

At that time, Egypt is not as good as the Qing Dynasty, but even more chaotic, all kinds of thousands of years of precious cultural relics are taken out of the public sale, and also extremely cheap.

As a cultural relics enthusiast Duanfang changed in Europe to investigate the coyness of the Egyptian heavy attack, swept a large pile of ancient Egyptian precious relics, including but not limited to the nineteenth dynasty of ancient Egyptian painted coffins, as well as some of the monuments a large number of valuable cultural relics. Later, he brought all these cultural relics back to the country.

After that, a part of Duanfang’s collection became the collection of the National Museum. After all, it was a legal sale, and the Egyptians could not say anything.

Seeing these clay tablets brought from Iraq, Allen Wilson directly found the feeling of Lord Zhongtang.

“It’s too bad that the ancient ruins of Southeast Asia are within Indonesia, or I could have moved some back.” It took a long time to retrieve his gaze from the clay tablets, Allen Wilson said with a regretful look on his face.

“I heard you mention it, it seems to be a tower.” Pamela Mountbatten nodded her head and began to borderline persuade, “Honey, not so much, really.”

As a wife, Pamela Mountbatten understood very well what her husband’s virtues were, and if the idea was ingrained, there was no certainty that it would be paid for at some point.

“It’s nothing, it’s really not the time to mess around with getting it, if it was ten years ago there could have been salvage excavations.” Alan Wilson defended his idea by replacing theft with salvage excavation, “Don’t you think the Egyptians and Iraq should be thanking us, how would they know where the remains of these ancient civilizations are if we didn’t dig? Although some of the artifacts have entered the collection of the British Museum, but these artifacts can see the light of day, no credit but also hard work, right?”

The eighth wonder of the world, the Borobudur Tower, is in the hands of Indonesia, and Alan Wilson expressed his pain in no uncertain terms.

Borobudur Tower is indeed Indonesia’s version of the eighth wonder of the world, the so-called ancient wonders recognized seven, so the eighth wonder became a publicity discourse, especially in attracting tourists, the different eighth wonders came out, including but not limited to Cambodia’s Angkor Wat, Indonesia’s Borobudur Tower, India’s Taj Mahal, and the Amber House and so on.

“Anyway, I still want to set up the Emerald House.” After turning around, Alan Wilson dropped this line, signaling the failure of Pamela Mountbatten’s exhortations.

Allen Wilson was still going to perform banditry from all over the world to snatch back the goodies he had his eye on.

“What am I going to do with the ivory I brought back from Africa?” Allen Wilson, who followed his wife out of the Emerald House, was still chanting.

“How about making an ivory bed?” Pamela Mountbatten, with her hand on the small of her back, had indicated who she was going to serve.

“Good idea!” Alan Wilson’s eyes lit up, appreciating his wife’s idea everyone.

At this moment, Allen Wilson’s heart was full of heavy responsibility, and at the same time, he felt that this era had failed him. If he wanted to fish for a legal robbery in, he could only wait for the collapse of the Soviet bloc.

The current priority is to first fix his princess sister-in-law, this British limited edition luxury car can still return to the right track, Allen Wilson felt that it can still be salvaged and salvaged.

“Do you know that, once your current behavior is exposed, it has a major negative impact on the royal family.” Allen Wilson pinched his hands on his waist and condescendingly angrily rebuked Princess Margaret.

It was also in the middle of the Emerald House, where Pamela Mountbatten was still present, that he was not in a good position to educate the princess.

“What are the important implications? The Queen is my sister, who would idly mess with me.” Princess Margaret tilted her face and muttered defiantly.

“I am a married man! I can’t apologize to my wife. Especially to you, admittedly, every man would like to have such a fantastic experience, but my reason tells me that it’s no different from sleeping with a landmine in your arms.”

Alan Wilson, thinking in terms of riskiness, advised Princess Margaret to behave herself; the Princess was still young and couldn’t hold it.

Princess Margaret’s disbelief was already showing on her face, muttering, “You didn’t duck when I kissed you.”

“Yes didn’t duck!” Alan Wilson corrected righteously.

“Just didn’t duck!” Princess Margaret grunted softly, “That’s something you’re afraid to admit, very disappointing.”

“Even if I didn’t dodge, I still have my considerations.” Alan Wilson was not dwelling on these details, “You should consider Pamela’s feelings, when she was with me, a clean little girl.”

Princess Margaret froze, and then retorted in shame, “Are you saying I’m not innocent? I haven’t been touched by anyone else either.”

Alan Wilson stared straight at Princess Margaret, carefully looking up and down questioned, “Really.”

In all honesty, he had just come close to having the urge to inflict the limited edition limousine, only to suppress the dangerous thought.

Alan Wilson thought to himself that the evil thoughts he had just had went unnoticed, but just that he thought so, Princess Margaret had just felt, clearly, that flash of an evil gaze. It was as if every inch of skin on her body had been swept away.

The only possibility of preventing the situation from getting out of hand in this case depended on exactly where Alan Wilson’s own moral high ground was, and there was no point in talking about it much.

At night, Hawksin Emerald House Manor, Pamela Mountbatten looked up at her husband with tears in her eyes, and pitifully said, “You’ve gone too far, which one comes back so vindictive, I’m your wife.”

The hideous flinging of the stick in front of her eyes had indicated the current state of its owner, Pamela Mountbatten was aggrieved, once will do, and come back?

“I’ve got to be on my best behavior, or you won’t suspect me of anything with Turing.” Alan Wilson condescending, with a commanding tone, “Come on, this is my power as a husband.”

Princess Margaret’s mouth, the most evil man in the world, now wanted to do a little bit of evil, which was not excessive.

Returning from Hawksin Manor, Alan Wilson sympathized with his wife’s hard work and didn’t continue. After all, there was life in his belly, and he couldn’t do anything about it now.

About and Her Royal Highness things, currently in the Munich agreement, can do well water does not offend the river water is good.

Returned to London Allen Wilson, incidentally visited Turing, said this matter has been suppressed.

This time to see Alan Wilson’s Turing, some embarrassment, seems to be because his own secret is no longer a secret feel ashamed, “this time you couples helped a lot, otherwise I will certainly be tried.”

“Matheson, I have nothing against your kind, in fact I believe that it is possible to make peace with each other. You may be a niche circle, but most people just need to stay away from it. Judgment and all that is too intense. Although God is all-knowing and all-powerful, when he created mankind, it’s impossible for all of them to be so perfect according to God His Elder’s standards.”

“Alan, I feel as if you yourself are God when you say these words.” Turing was still grateful to Alan Wilson, or else this one wouldn’t have passed so easily.

“Saying that you may not quite believe it, in this place of London, my words may work better than his old man.”

Alan Wilson said with a joking color, “Of course, if at the right time, we will take the problem of your kind out of the category of regarded as a crime, I believe it is still not a problem.”