black queen hypothesis

This embarrassing atmosphere of having nothing to say lasted until the special car the two of them took arrived at the Lico Palace Hotel.

"Quin." Before the car stopped, Sylvio spoke first. "Going to start. If you have any questions, just..."

"I know what to do," Vilas interrupted dryly. "Let everyone think we're a couple, huh?"

Silvio nodded, but he still didn't let Vilas go. "No problem?" He confirmed again.

Vilas finally rolled his eyes angrily.Then he looked at the people waiting at the entrance of the hotel, the miniature electromagnetic wave disruptor slipped out of his hand and disappeared, and at the same time quickly and imperceptibly spread out the spiritual touch.

Finally, there is a reaction... Silvio thought, and only said, "Let's go."

Mr. President has never appeared in any public place with his companion since he took office, and the sensation caused by the two getting off the car one after another can be imagined——

"It turned out to be a male guide?"

"Could it be someone related to the previous bruise..."

"Your face doesn't look too good, does it?"

If it weren't for the fact that Mr. President's hearing is far superior to that of ordinary people, these whispers would not only be rolling in the hearts of everyone.

In the middle of a group of people, Capo Rico, the owner of the Palace Hotel and the organizer of this reception, accurately judged the young man in a white suit walking towards him by virtue of his vicious vision of years of ups and downs in the mall. The man is the so-called "potential first lady".

"Welcome to both of you." He took two steps forward, respectfully, "Your presence makes our hotel flourish, Mr. President."

"Hello, Mr. Rico." Silvio nodded slightly.Then he held out his hand to Vilas, "This is Mr. Prince."

The introduction was so terse that Capo could only assume that, as a good sentinel, Mr. President was extremely protective of his guide. "It's an honor to meet you, Mr. Prince."

As soon as the word "Prince" came out of Silvio's mouth, Vilas began to twitch his eyes—of course, in his heart.Directly use the prince as the surname, this is the rhythm of fearing that others will not know that he is the prince of the empire! "I have long admired your name, Mr. Rico."

This answer was calm and flat, coupled with a smile that was neither close nor distant, Kabo was keenly aware that under the unknown appearance, this Mr. Prince was probably hiding something, so he couldn't help but be more cautious. some. "Come in, gentlemen, everyone is waiting for you."

Silvio nodded again, then looked at Vilas, without moving his feet.Vilas immediately realized that the other party was implying that he entered the door side by side, so he had to cooperate.

Surrounded by a lot of eyes that tried to suppress their curiosity, the two walked towards the gate together.At the moment of entering the door, Silvio suddenly stretched out his hand, just blocking Vilas's face.The next moment, Vilas heard the sound of the shutter being pressed.

It is conceivable that no matter who secretly photographs Vilas, all he can get is a close-up of Mr. President's hand.And in this way, everyone began to realize that not only was their guess just now true, but Mr. President might care more about that guide than they imagined.

On the other side of the street, Harford put down the camera in his hand, touched his chin and said, "I didn't expect that the president seemed to act like that?"

Fernandez dismissed this, but Laughlin still frowned.

"If you ask me, this kind of temptation is meaningless." Sieg opened the shutters and vigilantly observed the classical style hotel building obliquely ahead from the gap. "Anyway, let's start the countdown."

As for Vilas, he walked through the magnificent hotel lobby with Silvio and took the special elevator up.When the elevator stopped and the door hadn't opened yet, he had already captured the mental image of everyone in the venue - no more than 100 people, a total of 48 sentries and guides; among them there were only eight guides, the highest level A.

Not even an S rank?He couldn't help asking Silvio.

Sensing the fluctuation of the mental connection, Silvio glanced at him with soft eyes—acting the whole set.

Vilas quickly understood the joints—from Smitz's point of view, as the president, Silvio must not want others to discover his true identity; in this way, it is indeed necessary to screen the participants in advance.

But the other party's eyes... No, starting from the bow tie, Silvio's acting skills are at the level of a movie king!

Recalling the sensation of the Sentinel's fingers running across the fabric of his neck artery, Vilas shivered involuntarily.I hope this will indeed trick the pirate leader into showing up... he thought, then concentrated his mental energy and projected the new image he wanted others to see into the mental picture of everyone else present.Coupled with the electromagnetic jammer, no one can find out who he is even after the fact!

Once again, Silvio felt the power up close—he can guarantee that as long as people have an impression of Queen Neferti's face, people will find that Vilas has a great relationship with her at first glance; however, now Everyone who greeted them, whether they were cabinet dignitaries or celebrities in the business world, their expressions changed from surprise to weirdness at the beginning, although the weirdness was well hidden——

It's not that they're rude, it's that Vilas projected a bad look on them... well, not a good look, especially when there's a handsome guy next to them for comparison.

Guessing the real reason, Sylvio remained calm.After making a short speech, he ignored everyone else and walked towards Vilas with a clear goal. "How is it, are you used to it?"

Vilas put one hand in his pocket, lazily, but this did not affect his discovery that many people were approaching them. "good."

At this moment, the waiter approached with a tray, and he picked out a glass of light lemon sherry.But before reaching his mouth, a hand stopped him——

It's Silvio.

Vilas glanced at him lightly.Are you afraid that I'll make a mistake by drinking?

Silvio didn't expect the other party not to see what he meant.That's right.

"Sentinel," Vilas said flatly, with a half-smile--this alcohol is far from enough to numb my nerves; I'm a guide.

Silvio didn't quite agree.But the other party said so, he could only let go, and then watched the clear wine make those thin lips even more bright red——

Oh damn.

He turned his eyes, but caught the increasingly surprised expressions on the faces of the others.Those people didn't know what the two of them were communicating in private, so the scene just now looked more like... Vilas ate him to death?

Thinking of this, Silvio took another look at Vilas.The other party's response to this was to raise his glass and smile at the same time——

Revenge, this is definitely revenge against that pair of underwear, bare|naked|naked|!

These eyes and smiles were dark and turbulent, and Nai He turned into flirting and flirting in the eyes of everyone.Under this misunderstanding, Silvio had to bear all kinds of meaningful looks when he introduced Vilas to them.

When the timing was almost right, Kapo, Bacall and Union approached them.After a simple greeting, Union was the first to speak. "Before today, I always thought that those gossip news were just gossip news." He said, looking at Vilas nonchalantly, "I didn't expect it to be true."

Vilas smiled back. "Before today, I did not expect to know such a great man as you, Mr. Minister."

It didn't sound right at the beginning, and Capo hurriedly smoothed things over. "It means that this is the will in the dark, gentlemen!"

Union raised his eyebrows. "I'm really curious—would you mind if I ask, how did the two of you get together?"

Vilas looked at Silvio and found that the other side was also looking at him. "Speaking out may make everyone laugh," he shrugged slightly, "It's just that we don't know each other."

No one expected him to be so direct, and he was embarrassed for a while.

Capo once again provoked the important task of enlivening the atmosphere.He chuckled dryly. "So that's a nice mistake, isn't it?"

Vilas smiled. "Yeah," he said, throwing a look at Sylvio, "If I knew I could find my sentinel with a single punch, I should have done it long ago!"

It sounded even weirder.Everyone's faces were strange and inexplicable, especially Bacall - he had a dumb face, and he just wanted to disappear in place.Seeing that a large group of people were bewildered by Vilas—it was acquiesced by the President of the Federation—he felt a sharp pain in his temple.

There was no change in the expression on Silvio's face, but in his heart, he warned - pay attention to the scale, Quinn.

You finally couldn't take it anymore?Vilas flew over lightly. "Anyway, since I seem to have caused a lot of trouble—" He immediately changed his words, and at the same time pulled Silvio's neck down, and kissed the side of his once bruised left eye, "I'm sorry for this matter." I'm sorry, dear Silvio."

At the same time, he asked with a spiritual connection—are you satisfied with this scale, Mr. President?

It cannot be said that there is no provocation.

Almost all eyes were on the two of them, and it was no wonder that there were gasps of air-conditioning in the venue.Bacall turned pale, and Union turned dark——

Because Silvio not only indulged Vilas's intimacy, but even hugged him in his arms, capturing those still glistening lips without hesitation—

Not far from my measure, dear Vilas!