black queen hypothesis

Although Vilas hoped to go out after his wound healed, that was not the case.In fact, the next day he received a communication from Sieg about the commission for the Federal Museum of History the day after tomorrow.

Concealer is invisible in the eyes of the sentinel, and Vilas promised not to modify the mental image of other members of Rose Group, so he had to adopt the most stupid method, pressing a Band-Aid on his Adam's apple.

Sure enough, when they assembled at a restaurant box, the flesh-colored baubles were immediately noticed.

"Veras, what's the matter with your neck?" Laughlin was the first to ask, a little nervous. "What did Alva do to you?"

Seeing the eyes of other people writing the same content, Vilas was a little speechless.Didn't he say that Silvio is a pretty good partner? "It's okay," he explained, "I was bitten by a mosquito, it was very itchy, and I accidentally scratched it."

"What, there are mosquitoes in the presidential mansion?!" Harford and Fernandez yelled in disbelief, all in unison, "Is the federal government too poor to even pay for pesticides?!"

"Who knows, it's quite big." Vilas said nonsense.He didn't get serious until he met Sieg's suspicious gaze—seriously opened his eyes and said nonsense—"Anyway, I shot it to death."

Sieg stared at him again, barely paying attention. "Get down to business." She knocked on the table—all eyes immediately turned to her—"As I said before, the site of the Federal Museum of History is being maintained, and some of the collections will be transferred tonight. As usual, they will package and deliver them by their professionals Responsible, we only take care of security. To be precise, we only take care of the security of the underground part."

The Federal Historical Museum is the largest museum in the entire Federation.The three-story football-shaped structure has twelve circular fields on each floor, which are connected to each other by arc-shaped trestles; because each circular field has a self-made gravity system in the center, there are pavilions on the upper and lower sides; in addition, there are Some venues extend underground.

"This is a big commission." Fernandez was a little curious. "Who else did the museum find?"

"Besides us, there are two mercenary regiments with S-level credit ratings and strength ratings, and—" Sieg replied, while looking at them one by one, "Federal Special Operations Forces."

Everyone gasped in unison. "Why haven't I heard of it before?" Harford couldn't help asking.

"I also just received the news." Sig curled his lips, "They probably have some confidentiality considerations."

Harford frowned and thought for a moment. "Although I think the Federal Special Forces is enough for this matter, but..." When he said this, he suddenly smiled, "I can't stand others wanting to give us money!"

Sieg tapped the back of his hand gently. "If you knew that the special forces team was involved, do you think I would accept this commission?"

This is true... the other federal troops are okay, but the special forces team finally broke into the palace of Sils Maria...

Everyone exchanged glances one after another, and the smell of "God knows, the earth knows, you know and I know, but you just can't say it" wafted in the box.Then they noticed that Vilas, who should have been sensitive to this, seemed to be wandering away.

"What are you thinking?" Laughlin nudged him lightly with her elbow.

"...Ah," Vilas regained his composure, "I think Harford is right. This is indeed an entrustment to send money."

There was booing immediately, especially Harford himself. "You don't have to hide it from us," he got up and walked around behind the sofa, put his hands on Vilas' shoulders, "if you mind, just tell me. Anyway, Sig has a diamond heart and won't break it!" After finishing speaking, he squatted down; at the same time, a bright fruit knife flew past his scalp, and then sank into the wall with a thump.

Harford looked at the two hairs that had been cut off on the ground, and then looked back at the still trembling handle of the knife, feeling lingering fear: "Commander, this is too dangerous! Even if you don't consider my life, You should also consider our Crown Prince! Even if you don't even consider our Crown Prince, you still have to consider the compensation to the restaurant!"

But Sieg pretended not to hear.She snapped her fingers, and Fernandez understood, and immediately brought Harford to her.

Faced with the head's face—seriously, Sieg is quite beautiful—Harford was immediately intimidated. "No, no, respected leader, please let me go again!"

Sig smiled, sending a chill down Harford's spine.Vilas and Laughlin watched the two of them amusedly, and Fernandez lost no time to add embellishment: "If you don't die, you won't die. Why can't you remember?"

After such a gag episode, everyone's spiritual guide appeared, and the atmosphere was much more relaxed.

"If it's inconvenient, you must tell me." After "teaching" Harford, Sieg picked up the end of the previous sentence again. "Anyway, the four of us are enough to handle this commission."

"It's really okay." Vilas said, almost swearing, "The special forces are in charge of the main venue, and we are just a branch. If I remember correctly, this transfer of collections does not involve the underground pavilion at all, right?" He looked Looking at Sieg——Sieg nodded slightly, as a reply—"Then maybe you can't even touch the face! It's such a big place!"

The Solomon Owl, which rarely appeared during the day, was perched on his shoulder, and blinked its big golden eyes upon hearing this.

Now, everyone has no opinion.After lunch, Sieg quickly arranged the arrangements, and then the five went to the museum together.But when there were still three miles away from the entrance, Vilas reminded: "The plainclothes of the Federal Special Forces have arrived."

When Harford heard this, he couldn't help but swear. "We are already quite early, but they are even earlier?" He looked at Vilas, a little worried: "How many? Can you fool them?"

After all the information from the extended mental touch was returned, Vilas replied: "Not many, but I saw familiar faces."

It has to be mentioned that the members of the special forces he can recognize are basically from the final battle between the Federation and the Empire, and those who can participate in those battles are all elites.As the commander of the Special Forces, Heathcote didn't take all the elite out of the suborbital to deal with the possible pirates, but he still has a spare place to maintain the safety of the museum?

What on earth is this thinking?Is it because there are enough people in the Federal Special Forces, or is it because the Federation knows of some kind of threat to the museum?

"We cover you to go in." Sieg immediately understood.Because there are familiar faces, it is necessary to consider the possibility that there are other people lurking under the mental barrier, otherwise it is easy to find the flaw of "how can the same person have two appearances".

The other three nodded together.They have already finished running in, and they are familiar with this kind of thing.Half an hour later, everyone successfully arrived at the ground floor of the museum.The staff of the museum gave them a fourth full-body inspection—the first, second, and third times were at the entrance—and then asked the five people to change into uniforms for museum security personnel, and to bring their own projection maps of various pipelines at the bottom of the venue. kind of.

"As expected of a formal commission," Harford shook his coat, tsk-tsk loudly, "It's not the first time I've seen you changing clothes, but can such a high-end uniform be distributed casually?"

"I must remind you that our current mercenary regiment was re-registered in the mercenary union of the neutral planet." Sieg had already entered the locker room when he answered, "As clean as the resume is."

Laughlin and Fernandez have also entered the locker room, leaving only Harford to wink at Vilas - including you, you are also innocent!No one knows that you are the Black Queen, let alone that you are the Crown Prince of the Empire!

Veras smiled at this. "Hurry up and put it on, don't you have to patrol later?"

It is said to be patrolling, but it is actually familiar with the terrain.The underground part of the museum is roughly divided into a central hall and four themed exhibition halls; the museum is normally open to the public in the afternoon, and there are still many tourists admiring it.

Vilas stopped and walked casually among the crowd.He was familiar with Capitol, including the famous spherical museum.Therefore, he focused all his attention on the environment and the tourists, until a familiar figure jumped into his eyes——

In the center of the exhibition hall of the past presidents of the Federation, Silvio stood there: he was meticulous from hair to military uniform, the presidential star map badge on his chest was shining brightly, and the crystal blue full-body stereoscopic projection video did not damage his cold and handsome temperament in the slightest.

"Sivio Alba, the youngest ever President of the Confederation, has since his inauguration attracted public attention unmatched by his predecessors. It is undeniable that his outstanding appearance earns him extra points, But more importantly, he does have an amazing strength that rivals his appearance...

"Alva was born in Sens State. This unknown little planet is located in the sparse star field in the southwest of the Federation. It is desolate and remote. It has been in the Federation for less than 15 years. Because of its unprecedented performance, at the age of 13, Alva, who entered Sensi White Tower for a year, was recommended to enter Capiter White Tower. He quickly adapted to the new environment and gained a high prestige among the students of the same period and even senior students...

"When he left the White Tower of Capiter, Alva graduated as a super-S sentry, which was the first time among all the White Towers in the Federation. Similarly, this laid a good foundation for him to enter the Federation Special Operations Forces, free from Starting from the lowest rank of non-commissioned officer... After perfectly solving the Bomen incident, the interstellar kidnapping and trafficking guide case, and the Trico Nebula crisis, he was supported by high-level military officials, including General Priscissa, who was the commander of the special forces at the time. Highly appreciated, from now on the road to Qingyun..."

The commentary voice of the artificial intelligence tour guide echoes within a range of ten meters centered on the Silvio stereoscopic projection, and the virtual subtitles appear synchronously.The crowd gathered here was obviously several levels denser than those around other president projections, and exclamations sounded from time to time.

Vilas originally planned to listen to one ear, but couldn't help listening to several ears.It wasn't because he followed suit: the official commentary was full of compliments like "outstanding appearance", "amazing strength", and "outstanding contribution". Did Sivio know that?

Well, let's not talk about the textbook-style leader's life trajectory, at least Silvio's face is really nothing to criticize, and so is his figure...

Wait, stop!

Realizing that his thoughts had unconsciously diverged to an inappropriate direction, Vilas hurriedly yelled to stop.The base of his ear was slightly hot, he stretched out his hand to rub it, and walked away quickly while no one was paying attention.