November 20, 1992, 4 p.m.

The phone on the desk rang, and Boss Cha frowned. This was an internal phone and it only rang a few times throughout the year. It would only be transferred if it was something very important.

He put down the things in his hands, rubbed his hands on his face, and then picked up the receiver. As soon as he coughed, Alan's extremely hoarse but recognizable voice came from the receiver.

"Your Highness! It's me... Allen, it's too difficult to call you, Your Highness..."

"Just tell me if you have something to say!"

"Ahem... Your Highness, this is the case. I want to go to France for a few days. I heard there will be a show these days... I want to ask you if you need me for anything these days? If not... I will leave this afternoon."

"?"

Boss Cha didn't react for a while to figure out what Alan's call meant.

This situation has never happened before, let alone this kind of behavior of asking for leave. He basically has no requirements for Allen. Occasionally, if there is an emergency, he just calls him to come back. Why today...

Suddenly, Boss Cha reacted abruptly. Alan's words were full of hidden meaning. He just said that if everything was fine, he could leave this afternoon?

Is this the method I told him last time to remind him before he takes action?

Thinking of this, Boss Cha took a deep breath and pretended to be impatient and said, "It's the end of the year and there are a lot of things to do. Don't waste time outside. If you want to relax these few days, go ahead. Don't delay the closing of Congress next month."

"Hahaha...Okay, Your Highness. I'll be leaving soon. If there's nothing else, I'll hang up."

Boss Cha hung up the phone without saying a word, too lazy to listen to Alan's playful smile.

After hanging up the phone, the study fell into silence again. Boss Cha looked at the documents on the table with flickering eyes. Allen had just emphasized twice that he was leaving, and the second time he said he would leave in a while, so...

He wanted to call someone, but after thinking it over, Boss Cha pulled the bell again and asked the servant on duty outside the door to come in.

"Go call Capel over and tell him that I don't like the mural in my room and ask him to take a look at it for me."

"It's Your Highness!"

…

The Queen is relatively traditional. Her favorite decoration style is simple and ordinary home style, which is low-key, luxurious and meaningful.

But when it comes to murals, she was very stubborn and insisted on using wallpaper.

Now that technology is advanced, many places use wall cloth when decorating. First, this material is cheap, and second, it is relatively healthier than wallpaper. Wallpaper requires a lot of adhesive, while wall cloth requires some new environmentally friendly materials, and formaldehyde emissions are better controlled.

Moreover, wall cloths are of better quality, more resistant to dirt, and easier to clean. Generally, people who are more particular will use wall cloths for decoration.

Poorer families just use latex paint, or even just apply a layer of lime without paint. It all depends on their financial resources.

…

But the Queen requested that all the wallpapers in her home must be made of traditional handmade wallpapers produced in Italy. The paintings on the wallpapers must also be hand-painted by famous artists, and even the patterns on them are mostly based on classic scenes from the Bible.

Anyway, being in this house, the surrounding walls are okay, just plain patterns, but the pattern on the ceiling is exaggerated, with angels and the like. When you look up, it feels like you are in heaven. Boss Cha doesn't like these very much, and now he uses this as an excuse to temporarily modify the pattern in his room.

Anyway, he is the renovation director now, so he still has some power.

In order to select the pattern he liked, Boss Cha called Butler Capel shortly after hanging up the phone. After a brief discussion, Boss Cha decided to meet the painter in person to express his ideas in person, and today he would "leave work early".

…

When the royal-style Rolls-Royce passed the gate of Windsor Castle, an inconspicuous Corolla car tactfully stopped at the door to make way.

Boss Cha subconsciously glanced at the car through the window. He had a hunch that the car was a little different, weird, but he couldn't tell what was weird. Thinking of this, Boss Cha snorted, leaned back, closed his eyes and rested, not thinking about it anymore.

…

Sharp Clark swallowed and watched the crown prince's car pass by him. To these people, he was like an ant in the mud... so small that he was not even enough to attract their attention. Let alone the crown prince, even an earl like Allen was sometimes an untouchable ceiling for ordinary people.

And now... he has returned to the Earl's Mansion. As long as he completes this mission well, his family and his children will be able to obtain benefits that are enough to change the fate of their family. This benefit is something they cannot obtain even after struggling for generations.

As for Clark himself?

Turning his head slightly... watching the Rolls-Royce that the Crown Prince was riding in going away along the long forest road, Clark took another deep look at the sunset in Berkshire at 5 pm... This was the second time he saw the sunset after returning to Great Britain. The sunset in Great Britain... is more beautiful than the sunset in Australia!

…

"Mr. Cooper..."

The guard at the checkpoint held his belt with one hand and called out to Clark with a smile. He was used to such situations. He happened to see the Crown Prince's car when passing by, so it was nothing to take a look. Many people would never have the opportunity to see the Crown Prince at such a close distance in their entire lives, so such behavior was very common.

"I'm sorry, I looked at your highness twice. Do I need to show you any ID?"

Although Clark's words were humble, the expression on his face was a little stiff, even a little embarrassed.

The person he is replacing is called Cooper, a wallpaper master with 40 years of work experience. He is a professional wallpaperer. To be able to come to Windsor Castle to participate in the restoration work, one must have at least 15 years of work experience and a clean family background, etc.

He is now playing the role of an old craftsman who is not good at speaking but works diligently.

"It's okay. Thank you for your cooperation. After passing this door, you just need to cooperate with the inspection at the round tower. I wish you a smooth work tonight, Mr. Cooper."

"OK, thanks."

After receiving his ID, Clark put the car in gear and started it, finally passing the first checkpoint in the castle.

…

Clark's ID was thrown on the passenger seat. Except for the name Cooper and his wallpaper installation work experience, all other information was true!

Even this certificate is real.

Master Allen is a particular person and disdains to use fake ID. He would rather use real ID if he has to.

The "fake passports" he provided to the bodyguards were all obtained through official channels and were real documents.

The same goes for Clark's ID. It shows a photo of Clark with makeup on, not a photo of the original owner, Cooper, who was taken to an unknown place.

The reason for putting makeup on Clark is not to make him imitate someone, but to make him look different from himself. This is a very abnormal and illogical operation method.

No one would have thought that a real "criminal" could come here openly with real ID, and when he is done, all the evidence will disappear and nothing will be left.

…

During the day, the repair work in the castle tends to require light or is more delicate work, while at night, many workers who work during the day rest, and this is when some workers responsible for other work are needed to take over.

It's not that we have to work overtime and at night, but the construction schedule of the Queen's Windsor Castle is very tight. We have to make the most of the time and complete the renovation in a short period of time. It's almost the end of the year, and not only will the Queen live here, but many formal large-scale events will also be held here.

Work like pasting wallpaper would be very time-consuming if done during the day and would affect other people's work. During this period of tight deadlines, there were fewer workers in the castle at night, which made it very suitable for pasting wallpaper.

…

After passing four checkpoints, even at the last checkpoint, Clark could only park the car at a specific location, carry his tool bag, and follow the servant who led the way to the castle on foot.

I observed the surrounding environment briefly and found that the environment here was roughly the same as described in the information.

Clark was carrying his tool bag, which contained all the handy tools prepared by each worker. These were the things that had been checked several times and were allowed to be brought in. Other wallpapers and materials that would be needed were also prepared in it. The workers could go to work and after they finished, they would have to undergo more rigorous inspections.

…

The Oak Room is the nickname for the living room connecting the Queen's bedroom and Prince Philip's bedroom.

Most of the furniture here is made of oak, so it is called the Oak Hall.

The total area is only about 40 to 50 square meters, which is a small living room. It is decorated very "simplistically". There is a mural of the Virgin Mary on the ceiling. There are many display cabinets in the whole living room. There is also a Dolce custom-made Gothic upright piano in the corner as a response. This is an antique piano that is more than a hundred years old. The whole is made of oak carvings, and there is a carving of the birth of the Virgin Mary giving Christ's child.

It echoes the mural.

There is also a decorative wine cabinet in the other corner, with red wine on the left and some strong liquor such as whiskey on the right.

Since these wines are for decorative purposes, they are not usually drunk. They are all "ordinary wines" that are only a few decades old. After Clark arrived at the place, he took the tools and measured and observed the surrounding environment, which was almost the same as described in the information.

The servant who led the way led him here and then left. There were workers everywhere, and the servants would not stare at him. Because the wallpaper in the Oak Hall was going to be changed today, Clark was the only one working in the entire living room. As for the guards...

I only pass by here once every ten minutes.

Glancing at the clock on the wall, Clark thought secretly and calculated the time. There were still 7 minutes before the guard came to patrol next time. In other words, he had 7 minutes to prepare and then take action after 7 minutes. In this way, he would have another 10 minutes to act!

…

I took a closer look at the wine cabinet. It was made of solid wood with a large base. If no one pulled it hard, it would be very sturdy.

But today, this wine cabinet is Clark's most important helper!

He took out the tools from the bag and prepared the wallpaper. He also placed the necessary natural biological glue and paint in a convenient place. While pretending to tidy up the wrapped wallpaper, Clark recalled today's plan.

From the moment he entered Windsor Castle, he had no way out. He could only succeed and not fail!

Moreover... His Excellency the Count asked him not only to succeed, but also to complete a task that would test his personal perseverance and would determine the success or failure of the entire mission.

He needed to act out an accident in which a wine cabinet was accidentally knocked over, igniting the broken pieces of wine that spilled on the carpet and caught fire.

After starting a fire, he must do his best not to make any noise, not to attract attention from those around him, and to delay as much as possible, so as to ensure that the fire gets bigger.

And... after doing all this, in order to leave no evidence, Clark had to pretend that his legs were crushed by the wine cabinet, with no way to escape, and then... be burned to death!

The most difficult part was that he not only had to make up his mind to burn himself, but he also had to try his best to ensure that his face was burned. In this way, his identity could not be recognized by his appearance, but could only be deduced through the ID registration and the oak room where he was.

Not only did he have to set the fire, he also had to commit suicide. Only in this way could he complete the task assigned to him by the Earl!

There are benefits... a lot of them, but there is no free benefit in the world. If you want to get enough benefits, you have to pay enough price first. The future turnaround of their Sharp family depends on Clark's life.

But... Clark is old, and he has lived enough in this life. Before leaving, he can return to the Earl's Mansion, be received by the Earl personally, and be assigned a mission. He is already satisfied. He no longer cares about his life. He wants to follow the example of his ancestors and serve and be loyal to the Hill family!

…

Following the sound of footsteps, two castle guards in traditional costumes walked into the living room meticulously and stared at Clark who was squatting on the floor packing his things. Another guard deliberately checked Clark's ID, then said goodbye to Clark with a smile.

After the guards left, Clark's heartbeat began to speed up rapidly. With a dexterity that was not appropriate for someone of his age, he picked up the wallpaper cut from the ground and rolled it into a long, strong "rope". Holding the long rope made of wallpaper, Clark used all his strength to slowly move the wine cabinet so that he could pass the rope made of wallpaper through the back of the wine cabinet.

It is still very difficult to push down the solid wooden wine cabinet by one's own strength, but it will be much more convenient if one uses tools, stands in front of it and pulls the rope tied to the top of the wine cabinet backwards.

…

After tying the rope, Clark carefully took out a few bottles of Scotch whisky from the wine cabinet on the right. The whisky produced here is of a very special variety with a very high alcohol content. The highest is 90 degrees, comparable to Russia's life source vodka.

This thing is usually placed here as a decoration, but now... it is the best initiator.

Holding the mouth of the whiskey bottle, Clark wrapped a layer of plastic film around the whiskey, then took the wooden handle of the hammer and gently smashed the bottle. The sound made throughout the process was minimal.

Carefully removing the plastic film and dispersing the glass shards, Clark took the broken bottle and began to pour wine on the carpet.

All-cashmere carpet...not only absorbs water, but also helps combustion!