Chapter 282 Who Else?

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"It's your turn." Alan Wilson looked proud. Heidi Lamarr would be finished next. The outcome was determined. He couldn't help but exclaimed, "I heard that Miss Heidi was a top student when she was in school. It seems like he’s not proficient in everything.”

Hedy Lamarr's situation on the chessboard is quite unfavorable, and this is not a problem that can be solved by regretting one move.

Alan Wilson was very relieved to see this situation, "I have worked in British India for many years and I have learned a little bit."

"What does this have to do with your work in British India?" Hedy Lamar rolled her eyes, her eyes filled with an indifferent light. This look was very similar to Vivien Leigh's when she was dissatisfied.

Ellen Wilson, who has actually met a lot of celebrities in real life, feels that the gazes of these Hollywood actresses have different characteristics. Maybe this is the key to the actresses who have come from the black and white film era to stand out.

Isn’t it that the screen is after talking eyes? This should be the reason.

Hearing Hedy Lamarr's rhetorical question, Alan Wilson held a glass of juice and said, "The origin of chess is in ancient India and spread to Europe through the Arabs."

"You said it originated in ancient India?" Although Hedy Lamarr was a top student when he was in school, this kind of thing happened to be in his blind spot as a science student, adhering to the unreasonable and stubborn attitude. , dismissive of Alan Wilson’s popular science, “It’s like it’s internationally recognized…”

"Except for the Chinese, it is almost internationally recognized." Alan Wilson said happily while not forgetting to recall that the theory of origin in China may have to wait for the publication of Yugoslavia's paper. I don’t know if that scholar was born or not.

Basically, it is an international consensus that chess originated in ancient India. Dice, at least until the unearthed cultural relics of ancient Egypt were discovered, had no reason to overthrow ancient India.

Who would have allowed Alan Wilson to do so many amazing things in India in the past six months? He can even boast about myths and stories, and things that are well-documented, but he has yet to boast about ancient India.

Although Hedy Lamarr is a movie queen, Alan Wilson, who is addicted to cocoa and high, doesn't care about that. Hedy Lamarr has a lot of connotations in his words.

"Do you treat Vivian like this too?" Hedy Lamarr interrupted angrily, "Not a gentleman at all."

"I respect Ms. Vivien Leigh very much, but let's talk about the matter, Miss Heidi, please don't make trouble unreasonably." Alan Wilson replied nonchalantly. He felt that the matter was almost over, so he was ready to bring the topic to the frequency hopping patent...

Just as he was about to speak, Hedy Lamarr said angrily, "That's so respectful, even to the bed."

"Miss Heidi can really joke." Ellen Wilson, whose train of thought was interrupted, was stunned for a moment, then stabilized his mind and denied, "I am just a civil servant in the colony, and there is an age gap. Ms. Vivien Leigh is so famous, and I am unknown. They are basically two people. People from this world would never think of them together..."

"I saw you coming out of Vivian's apartment before dawn." Hedy Lamarr interrupted Alan Wilson's change of subject, "What were you doing all night? Doing your hair?"

"Uh, eh?" Alan Wilson's defensive words were stuck in his throat. He hesitated for a long time, his face changed, and his eyes also changed, "Miss Heidi, as a public figure, I have to be responsible for my words. I am very I sympathize with your situation, but spreading rumors is not advisable. In New Delhi, it is too easy to make a person disappear. I am thinking about this issue very seriously now, only the mouth of the dead is very strict."

Hedy Lamarr's eyes suddenly became sharp, but when she met Alan Wilson's dangerous eyes, she felt a thump in her heart, Ha! A man who can fall out faster than turning the pages of a book!

With an uncertain expression, Alan Wilson looked at the most beautiful woman in Hollywood in the eyes of some people, thinking about how to block her mouth, whether it would be better to avoid causing death or not.

"You just wanted to kill me? You're not old,

The heart is quite cruel. Hedy Lamarr also pretended to be calm and said, "Do you think I am the only one who sees it?" None of the celebrities who came here this time are good at acting. In other words, I have no acting skills, so I am outspoken. "

"Miss Heidi has a pretty good understanding of herself, and she also knows that in the eyes of others, you are just a vase." Alan Wilson smiled angrily, thinking about the truth that was evident in the other person's mouth.

After staying in the colony for a long time, especially since Pamela Mountbatten was away, he was a little carried away now. He almost forgot his last name. Suddenly he smiled gently and said, "The matter between me and Vivian, and Heidi It has nothing to do with the lady. She will not stand in your way. You are a Hollywood star and the competition is others, not her. If you threaten me with this matter, it will do no good to either of us. British India is so dangerous. , those Indians with brains the size of walnut kernels can do anything, especially women.”

"I suggest that we each take a step back and have a good talk as friends." Alan Wilson stood up, diligently poured a glass of juice for Hedy Lamarr, and said softly, "There is no need to make the atmosphere too stiff."

"Thank you, I was able to stun the maid before running out of Austria." Hedy Lamarr said this first. Just when Alan Wilson frowned and sighed that it was difficult to deal with, he stretched out his hand. I picked up the juice and drank it in small sips. My Adam's apple was surging and it was so beautiful.

Although it is not suitable for the current situation to be soft-hearted and hard-working, Alan Wilson can't find other words to describe him when he speaks tough words and cooperates with actions. Hedy Lamarr has proved with practical actions that I can also talk and I can be patriotic.

"A star like Vivian actually has a relationship with you. What can you give her?" Hedy Lamarr said with curiosity, "To make her so devoted, she has money and reputation."

"On the contrary, her money is only considered rich in the eyes of ordinary people, but in fact it is not much. Reputation also depends on how you look at it. An actor's fame is not equal to reputation. Don't take the actions of many men who are greedy for your body as reputation."

Wagging his index finger, Alan Wilson corrected Hedy Lamarr's misunderstanding, "How else could Betty stick to the shareholders of U.S. Steel? You are far from real influence."

This is the first time Hedy Lamarr has had contact with the British King. She understands everything and understands why Alan Wilson is the man behind the British treasure.

Even Alan Wilson is very optimistic about his own frequency hopping patent, believing that it is an invention that changes history, which is in sharp contrast to the fact that the United States does not pay attention to itself.

Unconsciously, Hedy Lamarr opened up and talked about many issues that had troubled her for a long time. "Americans look at actresses very superficially. They saw my beautiful face."

"Most Americans are like that." Alan Wilson felt the same and played with the queen on the chessboard. "How can the queen on the chessboard be so important? If Miss Heidi can become a reliable friend, I am willing to contact Locally, practice your patent. If it succeeds, in addition to the aura of stardom, you will also have the aura of an inventor. According to the Far East, it is called having both ability and political integrity. It may not be able to make up for your lack of acting skills. class, but your future will definitely be much better."

"Alan, are you really optimistic about the frequency hopping patent? Vivian also asked this question, did she ask it for you?" Hedy Lamarr remembered that Vivien Leigh had asked about it when she was still in Los Angeles. Regarding the frequency hopping patent, everything was clear when compared with the man in front of me.

Alan Wilson nodded, admitted Hedy Lamarr's speculation, and expressed his willingness to contact local companies to help Hedy Lamarr realize her dream, "However, Vivian's matter still makes me have doubts."

"As long as you can help me, you can ask for any conditions." Hedy Lamarr said eagerly, "I can help with research at my own expense."

"I'm not short of money." Alan Wilson shook his head and said, "Money is just a tool to realize your dreams. Vivian didn't ask me to help her because of money."

Hedy Lamarr stood up suddenly. She understood. Either she didn't notice it or she was complicit.

Just as he was thinking this, the phone rang in the apartment. Alan Wilson stood up and answered the phone under the aggrieved eyes of Hedy Lamarr, "Assistant Alan, who are you?"

"Ellen, the shower in my apartment is broken, can you help me find someone to fix it?" Joan Crawford's voice came from the microphone, "You can't help me with this little help, right?"

"No problem, I'm more than happy." Alan Wilson promised into the phone, "I'll contact the person right away."

"Maybe the problem is not serious. You come here first." Joan Crawford said reluctantly, "What are you afraid of? You are an adult, how can I eat you?"

How does it feel like you are repairing a computer? However, Alan Wilson still nodded in agreement, glanced at Hedy Lamarr, and had to say that he now had a bold idea, very bold.

Why can’t we catch all the Hollywood besties in one fell swoop! British India was its own territory anyway.

The similarity between Joan Crawford and Bette Davis is that they have a pair of cold eyes. This kind of eyes is very unfriendly. Even when they are ordering people, they seem to be ordering them. people

"The design patterns of these apartments are very similar. I don't know if anyone has lived there before." Joan Crawford folded her arms in front of her chest, looking condescendingly, looking at Alan Wilson who was squatting there to inspect.

"No one has stayed here recently. You are all guests. How could I treat you like this?" Alan Wilson said without looking back.

"That's strange." Joan Crawford's light voice came, "Why are there men's slippers in Vivian's room?"

This immobilization spell directly caused Alan Wilson to turn around slowly, and said in an unknown tone, "It is really a miscalculation of the Allied Powers that you do not become spies."

"You? Who else?" Joan Crawford was shocked. Apart from herself, a star who worked hard from the bottom to reach her current status, is there anyone else with such meticulous observation?