If the headless male corpse is really Kublai Khan, the black cauldron of the Tang Dynasty is decided, and the focus of the saint should be on how to deal with the relationship between the two countries, if the headless male corpse is not Kublai Khan, they naturally don't need to worry. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

For Qin Ran, the game of the people behind the scenes is worth exploring, what kind of painting does the planner want to show?

But she was not in a hurry, and in the eyes of the saint, she became a traitor, Qin Ran saw that he was impatient, so he pointed to the pool of blood on the ground and explained in detail.

"Relatively speaking, the smell of human blood is particularly strong, with a salty smell, there is a smell in sheep blood, chicken blood will be more sassy, and pig blood will stink, because I often come into contact with corpses, and with experience, I think the blood under the corpse may not belong to the deceased."

Without advanced scientific and technological means, most of the cases are indeed solved half by experience and half by guessing.

"Prince Meng is not dead?!"

Zhilin showed a surprised expression and asked, and he hurriedly covered his mouth.

"Blood should not be human blood, but it doesn't mean that this headless male corpse is not Kublai Khan."

Her words are like a basin of cold water, pouring people from head to toe.

Qin Ran was silent, the room was quiet again, and several people fell into silence together, like a big stone pressing on his chest, making people more and more breathless.

Although she alluded to the headless male corpse as Kublai Khan, however, after thinking about it, the Holy Lord took a small step closer to the corpse, pointed his index finger at the male corpse in a pool of blood, and continued to ask.

"Since it is not human blood, this corpse is not necessarily Kublai Khan! Right? The murderer must have wanted to hide the true identity of the deceased, otherwise he killed someone, why would he deliberately pour inhuman blood on the ground. ”

"The murderer fell to the bloody ...... of this place"

Halfway through her words, several people looked up together, holding their breath.

"He thinks it's funny and interesting, and it's not impossible that he has to get someone over. Murder in the palace, the deceased is still his prince, what the murderer did must have been premeditated, every step the murderer chooses to do, has its inevitability, premeditated, carefully operated, of course, we can't rule out chance, for example, happened to see a vicious dog barking at him, he killed it, and then improvised to pour the dog's blood on Kublai Khan......"

"Dog blood...... If he did it on purpose, is he saying that Kublai Khan left dog blood on his body and called him a mongrel? ”

The farther and farther this analysis went, Jin Zuo's face was almost unbearable, and the saint looked at her with doubts in his eyes, Dali Temple Sicheng was born from such nonsense?

There was only Zhilin in the corner, and no one noticed that when Qin Ran finished the last paragraph, he shivered coldly, and hurriedly lowered his head, his face was completely bloodless.

As for Qin Ran, she walked around the corpse, picked up the silver hairpin in the pool of blood, and compared it with the hairpin in her memory, and in an instant, Qin Ran's gaze deepened.

"What's so special about the silver hairpin?" Seeing her staring at the hairpin stunned, the saint asked.

As soon as they entered the house, both Sheng Shang and Zhilin noticed the silver hairpin, but because it didn't look special, and besides, it was soaked in a pool of blood, so the two of them tacitly didn't mention the silver hairpin.

The silver hairpin in the pool of blood - so obvious that everyone would like to believe that the murderer left it on purpose rather than the murderer forgot it here.

"Holy Lord, this story is not short, you first listen to Feng Shaoqing and Jin Shangshu's advice, and then make a judgment."

As soon as the words fell, the saint looked up, only to see a father-in-law running into the courtyard and saying that the Shaoqing of Dali Temple and the book of the Criminal Department had arrived.

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Taiji Palace, Liangyi Palace.

Sitting on the dragon chair with one hand spread out on his right leg, the other hand dragging his chin, and his fingers pressed to the position of his temple, he looked quite a headache.

Facing several close ministers in the hall who were fiercely discussing how to deal with this emergency, Sheng Shang simply closed his eyes, his eyes were dark, and a scene unconsciously appeared in his mind - before, after Feng Yun and Jin Yanzhi arrived, Qin Ran took the initiative to avoid the scene before he could speak.

She seemed to have seen through all his intentions.

Thinking of Qin Ran's calm appearance, and thinking of the story in her mouth, Sheng Shang seemed to be restless, something was getting out of control, and he felt more and more that he couldn't see through it...... And it's not just her who can't see through it.

Raising his eyes, the corner of the Shengshang's eyes swept to the side of Zheng Guogong Song Shikun and the general of the Anbei Army Hua Yanjun.

"What do you think?"

As soon as the saint spoke, the slightly noisy Liangyi Hall fell silent, and several people followed his gaze to look at Song Shikun.

"Holy Lord, according to the ministers, instead of covering it up, it is better to let them check it generously!"

Song Shikun faced the pilgrimage, one hand pointed to the north, his face was solemn, his body exuded an awe-inspiring aura, and his voice was as loud as a bell and drum.

"My Tang Palace is heavily guarded, how can I easily blend in with the young people? Last night's attack, today's assassination, may be the assassin hiding among the foreign envoys. ”

Speaking of the foreign envoy staying in the palace, Song Shikun paused slightly, at the beginning, even he suggested that the saint should not make such a decision, the saint would not think how much trouble this would bring to the Tang Dynasty? In front of so many people, Song Shikun didn't want to say anything more, he withdrew his hand and continued.

"Isn't it to frame our country and provoke contradictions between the Tang Dynasty and Mongolia? ! Speaking of contradictions...... Isn't Mongolia eyeing me north for a long time? ”

The saint looked at Song Shikun and sighed in his heart, he has been like this for many years......

smiled helplessly, with a smile sandwiched with the meaning that only the saint himself understood, he knew that Song Shikun had always belonged to a type of person who was not afraid of shadows, and the complexity between countries and between the government and the opposition, where could he think clearly.

"General Hua?" With a turn of his gaze, the saint looked at the person beside Song Shikun.

"Holy Lord, the so-called soldiers are not tired of cheating."

Skipping the stage of acknowledging the facts, he was thinking about how to deal with the situation at hand, dealing with treacherous Mongols for many years, and he advocated the use of roundabout tactics.

"We must not admit this matter until the investigation is clear."

"Brother Hua?" Song Shikun spoke up, obviously disagreeing with his point of view.

Acquiescence, not the same as recognition?

"Zheng Guogong." The saint shook his head and motioned for him not to speak yet.

Song Shikun wanted to speak and stopped, but finally put his face aside.

"Feng Siqing, Jin Shangshu, you two have seen the headless male corpse, tell me your opinion."

There were several people in the Liangyi Palace, only Feng Yun and Jin Yan entered the palace early to see the body of Prince Meng, after all, the two have been officials for many years, and the saint trusts their actual experience more, and letting Qin Ran go to the scene in advance is also that the saint knows the difference between young people and old fritters in officialdom.

Young people, dare to say and do, the twists and turns of the old fritters will go more.

As soon as he was named, Feng Yun, the old fritter of the officialdom, Shaoqing of Dali Temple, immediately became official. "I'm not going to rob young people of my old man's work."

Hearing this, Jin Yanzhi looked at the saint.

"Return to the Holy Majesty. Due to the failure to find strong evidence in the room where the crime occurred, it is temporarily impossible to make corresponding speculations based on the situation at the scene, but Wechen believes that we should start from the following aspects. First, the case should start with the corpse, the corpse has no head, only judging from the clothes of the prince of Mongolia before his death, it cannot be simply determined that the deceased is the prince of Mongolia, but in any case, if a person dies, it is impossible for a person to disappear in the palace for no reason, and the identity of the deceased should not be difficult to identify. Of course, if the deceased himself did not belong to the palace, it also set the direction for this case. Second, as Zheng Guogong said, this matter is very likely to be framed by other countries, so Weichen believes that the news should be blocked immediately, and the foreign envoy should be prohibited from leaving the palace to carry out an investigation. ”

"In three days, can there be results?" It is a matter of foreign envoys, and it cannot be delayed indefinitely, and the Holy One has to meet the deadline.

Jin Yanzhi glanced at Feng Yun, who was smiling, and responded, but his voice was a little muffled.

"Do you need Jingzhao Mansion to help?"

"Holy Lord, the more people who know, the greater the risk of this matter." Although Jin Yanzhi knew that it was not a bad thing for multiple Jingzhao Mansion Governors to share the responsibility, he could not be sloppy at this juncture, since the Holy Lord only found a few of them, the meaning was naturally not to make extraneous branches.

Shengshang nodded in satisfaction, and Jin Yanzhi couldn't help but ask more.

"Over there?"

For all major cases, the Yushitai and the Criminal Department and Dali Temple formed a joint trial of the three legal divisions, Feng Yun and Jin Yanzhi were there, and the old man of the Yushitai doctor was sick and couldn't get out of bed, and Song Tianyan was not in Chang'an.

Before the saint could speak, someone answered.

"Alas, those Confucian officials...... Don't mess around, let's figure out what's going on. ”

The person who said this was Feng Yun.

The saint looked at Feng Yun and said 'um', which was considered to agree with his statement.

At this moment, Zhilin suddenly approached the saint and whispered in his ear, and the faces of several people changed suddenly when they saw the saint.

"Let them in!"

Several people in the hall looked up and looked out of the door, but they didn't see anything, but first heard a howl, and the man cried in Mongolian mixed with some messy Chinese about his miserable experience.

The visitor walked into the Liangyi Hall with a handful of snot and tears, and when he saw the ministers in the hall looking at him with strange eyes, the Mongolian envoy wiped away his tears and immediately turned his face to the saint above the main hall.

"Dear Lord of the Tang Kingdom, even if it wasn't for your country that killed the prince of our country, you can't put me under house arrest and prevent me from returning to China to report my funeral?!"

As soon as the Mongolian envoy spoke, he was accusing Datang, and the saint on the dragon chair frowned, and Li Sheng, who followed the Mongolian envoy into it, angrily reprimanded.

"Shut up! What are you talking nonsense, you donkey? ”

Li Sheng has a hot temper, he will say whatever he thinks, usually, several ministers feel that Li Sheng's impatient temperament is not good, and today on this matter, several people suddenly felt very happy, and everyone looked at Li Sheng and saw him continue.

"Something happened to Kublai Khan, why did it depend on Datang? Mongolian envoy, when you go abroad, you represent Mongolia, you have to be cautious in your words and deeds! ”

"Humph!" The matter has come to this point, the Mongolian envoy is not afraid of anything, the big deal is that the fish is dead and the net is broken, anyway, if the prince is dead, he will not be able to escape when he goes back. "What I'm telling is the truth, the prince had an accident in the palace of the Tang Kingdom, and died so miserably, you don't allow me to bring back the prince's body, and I don't allow me to return to Mongolia now, do you want to kill me? Lord Tang, today, you have to give me an explanation! Give Mongolia an explanation! ”

The envoy's emotions became more and more intense, and the Holy One calmed down.

He looked at the three people in the audience, in addition to the envoy of Mongolia, Li Sheng was also excited, and the crown prince Li Hao was still calm as usual.

Previously, Zhilin had told him that Li Hao and Li Sheng met the envoy of the Mongolian State who was muttering about meeting the Holy One on the way, so they brought him to the Liangyi Palace. Regarding the Mongolian envoy, because at dawn, the Mongolian envoy found the headless male corpse, and fainted in fright, and he woke up and immediately made a big noise, eager to be known to everyone - the Tang Dynasty murdered the prince of Mongolia, and the war between the two countries was about to start!

"Special Envoy, please be uneasy."

At this time, the crown prince Li Hao came forward.

"Rest easy? The prince is dead, and I will not be able to protect my head when I return home, how can I be a little restless?! Let me go back and hand me over the murderer at once!" ”

Hand over the murderer right away?

Everyone in the hall knew that they couldn't do it, not to mention, the special envoy of the Mongolian State who deliberately embarrassed people, he gave Li Hao a dismount.

Following his words, Li Hao continued.

"Envoy, do you have any doubts?"

The Mongolian envoy was the first to discover the headless man's body, and he stayed in the courtyard all the time, and although the rooms were different, it was highly likely that he knew some information that was very important for solving the case. Li Hao's questioning made several people in the hall focus their attention on the envoy, especially Shang Shujin of the Criminal Department, who looked at Li Hao's eyes with appreciation, compared to Li Sheng, Li Hao is a capable and practical person.

On the side, Li Sheng raised the corners of his mouth without a trace, and his eyes flashed.

"Doubt? There is no doubt at all, the person who brutally killed the prince must be the little prince of the Qin Kingdom, Zajik Dortu! ”

The envoy of Mongolia swore an oath, turned over the affairs of the pavilion and talked about it for a long time, dug up the large and small festivals between the two and talked about it for a long time, and finally got to the point - late last night, Dortu went to their courtyard and almost fought with Kublai Khan!

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Leaving the Liangyi Palace, the saint asked Feng Yun and Jin Yan to go to the imperial study.

As soon as they entered the house, the two of them saw that Jin Zuo and Qin Ran were already there, and the saint sat down and asked Feng Yun to take a charter, not allowed to play Haha, Feng Yun smiled and squinted, and said.

“…… The biological mother's identity is humble, the prince of Qin, Dortu, has not been favored much by the king of Qin in Qin, the king of Qin has been in poor health recently, and the princes of the Qin royal family have long been ready to move, among them, the strongest is the eldest prince, therefore, this time in Tang, Dortu has suffered several attacks, it should be that the Qin state has begun internal fighting, and some people want to take this opportunity to get rid of Doltu. ”

"Holy Lord, we should take advantage of the situation and move eastward."

"Oh?" The saint wanted to laugh for a while, but felt that the occasion was wrong, so he endured it again.

"Last night, Dortu, the prince of Qin, did have a foreign embassy to Mongolia, and after Kublai Khan was attacked for the first time, the attacker cut off the arm of one of the Mongolian guards, and many guards saw Dortu appear in the courtyard." Feng Yun already knew about the situation in the Foreign Embassy. When I asked him what was going on, he said, come out and see the excitement. With these words, Kublai Khan was so angry that he picked up a stone bench and threw it at him. ”

"What do you mean......"

"Push the boat with the current." Clapping his hands, Feng Yun said. "Since the Mongolian envoy thinks that Dortu killed Kublai Khan, it is better to let public opinion turn to Dortu first, and we should investigate and do what should be done."