Although Ada is the only female minister in southern Africa, the only one who is qualified to sit next to Roque in front of Kitchener and Ade is Phyllis.
Phyllis is indeed impeccable. Her performance has always been worthy of the title of "Mrs. Nyasaland" and she is deeply loved by the people of Nyasaland. Kitchener and Ade are also very satisfied with Phyllis.
, the current situation in Nyasaland is also due to Phyllis.
Probably before coming to visit Roke, Kitchinna and Ade had already learned about Roke's condition through the doctor, so they were both very relaxed. In southern Africa now, it is really impossible to leave Roke, not only for Nyasa
For Lan, for the whole of southern Africa, Rock's significance is equivalent to the magic needle of the sea. After the news spread that Rock was hospitalized due to illness, countless people could not sleep at night, and countless people celebrated.
In the Tomlinson Manor on the outskirts of Cape Town, a dinner was going on. The theme of the banquet was to celebrate the 60th birthday of the owner of the manor, Pilov Tomlinson. However, many people knew that Pilov Tomlinson’s birthday was
It's a month later, so this banquet is a bit inexplicable.
Half a month ago, Pilov Tomlinson had just resigned as a member of the Cape State Assembly, citing health reasons. However, looking at Pilov Tomlinson's glowing face and full of energy, he must be in good health.
"Hahahaha, I'm very happy today, so I just find a reason to get together with my old friends. It's rare that we are so happy, God Save the King -" Pilov Tomlinson proposed with a toast. He said "God Save the King" is the British
National anthem.
The British national anthem is very interesting. If the Queen is in power, such as the previous Queen Victoria era, the name of the British national anthem is "God Save the Queen". If a king is in power, such as the current King George V, the name of the British national anthem is changed to "God Save the Queen".
"King", all "she" in the song will be replaced by "he".
"God save the king——"
"God bless--"
"cheers--"
Among the chaotic responses, one voice was particularly discordant.
"Traitors to the British Empire deserve hell!"
The banquet hall was suddenly silent, and even the accompaniment band lost its rhythm.
"George, you've had too much to drink -" Pilov Tomlinson looked cheerful like a clown in a burlesque show.
George also resigned from the Cape State Assembly half a month ago for the same reason as Pilov Tomlinson, both for health reasons.
However, unlike the 60-year-old Pillov Tomlinson, George Thomas is not yet 40 years old and does not look like he is in poor health.
"I'm not drunk, gentlemen, you know what I'm talking about, right? Now some people are trying to split the British Empire. They are undoubtedly traitors to the British Empire. Those of us who are loyal to the British Empire are being persecuted.
, I know why you are silent, I am not afraid, I will leave Cape Town for London tomorrow and tell the adults in London what is happening in southern Africa." George Thomas spoke clearly and did not look drunk at all.
The other guests attending the banquet looked at each other in confusion. Some people had already put down their cups and secretly moved to the door. God knows if there are agents from Brad's office in the banquet hall. If there are, then everyone who attended the banquet today will be unlucky tomorrow.
"George, if you really want to leave, you have to think about us poor people who have nowhere to go -" Someone immediately said bluntly that George Thomas's behavior was indeed abominable, Pilov Tom
Lin Sen also looked ugly.
"Haha, Charles, do you think you will be fine just by paying back your taxes? Don't be naive. You, me, and all of you will only die if you continue to stay in Cape Town. Southern Africa is no longer
It’s the southern Africa of the British Empire—” George Thomas was already crazy. He was not complaining but flipping the table.
"If southern Africa does not belong to the British Empire, then whose does it belong?" A middle-aged man with gray hair was very interested and looked forward to George Thomas.
"Haha, no matter whose it is, it doesn't belong to you Americans. Are you satisfied now?" George Thomas still had a bottom line on this issue. Real British people absolutely do not like Americans.
"It is so regrettable and embarrassing to hear such words from a gentleman -" Barnet Harry said this without any embarrassment on his face.
Southern Africa and the United States have established diplomatic relations at the ambassadorial level. There are U.S. embassies, consulates or offices in major cities in Southern Africa. Barnett Harry is the U.S. Consul in Cape Town.
"George, you drank too much. Go back and have a good sleep. It's a new day when you get up tomorrow." Pillov Tomlinson couldn't let George Thomas continue to go crazy, otherwise the banquet would become the Last Supper.
.
"I don't have much at all, Pilov. I know what you are thinking and the reason for your banquet today, but you are like this and it will not help at all to change your situation. Are you willing to resign as a state representative like this?"
position, have you been excluded from the center of power since then? You have been a Cape State Member of Parliament since the day the federal government was established. You have served the federal government conscientiously for 20 years, but now you have ended up like this. Your enemies are giving orders in the state government, but you
Hiding like a mouse in a manor on the outskirts of Cape Town, partying all night long because someone is hospitalized due to illness, I feel sad for you, pathetic!" George Thomas was completely torn apart, and Pillov Tomlinson was so angry that his hands were
trembling.
"Asshole, you are really crazy, come on, get him out, get him out -" Pilov Tomlinson's face was ashen. It was obviously a birthday party, not an all-night party.
Immediately, several people came over and hugged George Thomas and walked out. George Thomas struggled desperately and roared crazily.
"You are all cowards - cowards - someone put a knife on your neck - you don't dare to resist - go to hell - you all deserve to go to hell -"
The sound gradually faded away and became inaudible.
Pilov Tomlinson tried his best to smile and raised his glass again: "This guy is crazy, let's continue to drink-"
Some guests still raised their glasses in response, some put down their glasses and frowned, and some even left the hall without saying goodbye.
Pilov Tomlinson suddenly felt sad and desolate in his heart. Sure enough, the tree fell and the hozens scattered.
"Mr. Pillov, I think I have to take my leave. I wish you good health again -" Barnett Harry is still personable. As a diplomat, Barnett Harry has diplomatic immunity. No matter what,
, it has nothing to do with Barnet Harry.
"Thank you for coming, Barnet. Let's have tea together another day -" Pilov Tomlinson was polite and thoughtful. Don't get me wrong. "Drinking tea" here refers to traditional British afternoon tea, not going to
Drinking tea at the police station.
Police stations in Southern Africa do not provide services such as tea or coffee. When you go to the police station to do business, it would be nice to be given a cup of boiled water.
As for the criminal——
What are you thinking about? You’re still drinking tea. Do you want some chili water?
"Mr. Pillov, I have to say goodbye too -" More people followed Barnet Harry to say goodbye, and soon only Pillov Tomlinson and his friend Brand Schaer were left in the banquet hall.
gram.
"What's wrong with people nowadays -" Pilov Tomlinson sat in the main seat with a slumped expression. He was really at a loss what to do in southern Africa right now.
"Piloff, there should be fewer gatherings like this in the future. Mr. Cecil Rhodes is not Dr. Starr Jameson, but his surname is Rhodes——" Brand Schalke
He is a shareholder of the Cape Town Ocean Trading Shipping Company. He also runs a fishery company and is the raw material supplier of the Rhodesian Food Group under Stoudemire's name.
"Even if Cecil Rhodes was alive, he wouldn't treat us old guys so ruthlessly, would he?" Pillov Tomlinson acted roughly, tearing off his tie and throwing it to the ground, leaving the collar of his shirt untouched.
The button then fell apart.
"As you said, we are all old guys. Even Marshal Kitchener and Lord Harewood have completely retired. It's time for us old guys to call it a day." Brand Schalke is actually not old yet.
He is not yet fifty years old.
"I'm not seventy years old yet!" Pilov Tomlinson still wanted to save himself, feeling that he still has the ability to continue to shine.
Brand Schalke smiled and said nothing. He had already said what needed to be said. If the mouse tail juice was used, then Pillov Tomlinson could still survive. If he continued to jump repeatedly, even if the queen was resurrected, he would not be able to save him.
Pilov Tomlinson.
What Brand Schalke and Pillov Tomlinson didn't know was that George Thomas did not board the ship that left Cape Town that night. Just moments before boarding, several Justice Department detectives
Officers stopped George Thomas' car on the dock.
"Mr. George Thomas, we have a case here that requires your cooperation in the investigation, so your vacation has been cancelled. Please come with us to the Ministry of Justice." The detective from the Ministry of Justice was polite, but his attitude was not to be refused.
"What case?" George Thomas was sober in an instant.
"No comment!" The Justice Department agent looked seriously and looked at George Thomas with cold eyes.
"I am a citizen of the British Empire. You can contact my lawyer first." Only then did George Thomas realize what it meant to speak out.
The leading Justice Department agent didn't waste any time and went straight to George Thomas' car door.
"Drive, drive quickly, get out of here -" George Thomas desperately grabbed the door handle and urged the driver frantically.
But he didn't want to think about where he could go even if he ran on the pier in Cape Town, or whether he could swim back to London.
"George Thomas, give up your useless resistance immediately, otherwise I have the right to impose coercive measures on you -" Several Department of Justice agents drew their guns at the same time.
George Thomas was sweating profusely. Before he could think of a countermeasure, the driver had quietly opened the door and raised his hands.
