Chapter Thirty-Seven: It's Him, Not Him
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Early in the morning.
Shortly after leaving the house to say goodbye to his wife and children, Delov met someone invited by the Lossling Dispatch.
The person who came was an acquaintance of his.
Chawan, once upon a time he was a junior in the Investigation Department of the Royal Capital Security Department.
"Lord Delov, it's been a long time."
In front of the carriage, Chawan smiled and beckoned.
"What a surprising morning, Chavan." Drov stepped forward and nodded and smiled.
"yes, I'm surprised, too." Cha Wan Dao.
Looking Chavan and the carriage behind him up and down, Delov said, "It seems that you have something to do with me." β
"Something's true." Chawan said: "A big man invited you to come to his place. β
"Looks like you're not out of luck." Delov quipped.
"I was called to be sent while I was still asleep, and I don't think my luck was much better." Chawan shook his head and said helplessly.
"Did Lord Lothlin send you?"
"I think Lord Delov is already prepared."
Get in the carriage and the wheels roll forward.
"I really can't believe that the big man actually involved you too." Chavan leaned back on the soft chair of the carriage and yawned lightly.
"I got involved in the matter of Slate Street before you, and I have my reasons." Delov sighed.
"Haha, is it Lord Frenner?" Chavan said with interest.
"Partially." Delov nodded, "How are you investigating there?" When Frenner came yesterday, I heard that things were not going well. β
"It's a little bad." Speaking of serious things, Chawan said with some frustration: "According to our investigation and search, there are no clues about the prisoner at all, there are so many people who come and go every day in the royal capital, it is likely that they have already absconded, and now we are under a lot of pressure, if we can't find anything useful, I'm afraid that the people in our investigation department will suffer." β
Delov frowned and was silent for a while, then said, "I heard that you found something strange during your investigation. β
"Well, I think Mistress Frenner told you about it." Cha Wan said with a solemn expression: "At the beginning, we didn't pay much attention to that clue, but after those people died, the clue became more important, but-"
"The head of the line points to the people in the eldest prince's mansion, so it's not easy to do?" Delov Road.
"Yes, the colleagues who went to investigate have been kicked out, and things have become difficult." Chawan sighed and said: "We don't dare to offend the people of the eldest prince, and the fourth prince's side is even more persecutive, and we are the most uncomfortable to be caught in the middle." β
Delov nodded in agreement, "It seems that you guys are really bad these days. β
"It's not just bad!"
Chawan's tone was a little excited, and then after realizing that he was out of shape, he hurriedly approached Delov's ear and whispered: "This matter is likely to become an explosion of contradictions between the two princes, I heard my brother-in-law say that the two legions stationed in the royal capital have moved, and it has recently been rumored that the king has fallen ill again, and my colleagues in the investigation department analyzed that if this time the matter is not properly handled, it is likely to cause an unacceptable ending." β
"Alasβ" Delov shook his head and waved his hand, "Don't talk about state affairs, don't talk about state affairs." β
When King Garay VII ascended the throne bloodily, he thought that there would be a strong monarch in the Kingdom of Adria, but it backfired, and the king after the ascension to the throne seemed mediocre, and all his actions were in the process of consolidating his throne, as if the bloody events of the year made the king begin to lack a sense of security in power.
The king, who has been on the throne for decades, has not decided on his heir for a long time, and it seems that there is also a reason for the incident back then.
For some unknown reason, the king left the two most capable princes in the royal capital and gave them authority, as if in the eyes of the world as a long test of the king for them, and some people thought that it was the result of the compromise and balance of the king at the instigation of his courtiers.
Now the king is getting old and sick, as if he could collapse at any moment.
The contradictions between the two princes vying for the throne are even more acute, and the bloody incident of decades ago that most people will forget seems to be repeated.
But before the last moment, no one can say the outcome.
An unfamiliar fancy restaurant.
The dining room on the top floor is empty and quiet, and it seems to be separated into two worlds compared to the bustle of the restaurant below.
There was a man at the table near the side of the building, sitting on it and drinking slowly, but his eyes were looking at the crowd of people on the street below.
Getting out of the carriage, Chavan said that Delov had gone up to the top floor of the restaurant alone, for Lotlyn was there waiting for him, waiting for him alone.
Delof was a little unfamiliar with this place, the royal capital was huge, there were many places he didn't know, and this was just one of them.
But it's certainly a bustling place, because the places here are upscale and the crowds are better dressed than anywhere else.
He walked into the restaurant, and the waiter quickly smiled politely and asked, and after a brief explanation of his intentions, he was led to the top of the restaurant.
"There's a guest who has wrapped up the top floor, so no one will disturb your cleanliness."
As they reached the top, the squire smiled and explained the situation and stepped back, and Delof took a deep breath and walked to the man's table next to the building.
"Coming? Sit. Hearing the sound of approaching footsteps, Lossling's eyes still didn't look back.
Sitting respectfully across from Lotlyn, and following his gaze, Delov found nothing special worthy of such attention from the grown-up.
"You know what? Sometimes standing on a high place and looking down at the people below always has a feeling of being on top. Roslin began.
"But when we go down, we're no different from them." Delov Road.
"yesβ" Losslin sighed, "no matter what our status, we will eventually die, even if it is an ancient god." β
"So death is fairest, because everybody dies." Delov sighed along with the words.
"See the hotel across the street?"
"Golden Lady Inn?"
Following Lossling's gaze, Delov wondered.
"Yes, there are still people with guts among the waste in the Royal Capital Guard Department." Lothlyn Drive.
"My lordβ" a confused Drof frowned, he needed an explanation.
"I asked people to monitor and track the staff of the eldest prince's mansion, and those wastes in the investigation department don't dare to offend the eldest prince, aren't they afraid of the fourth prince? Fortunately, there are wise people who have made the choice. Roslin shook her head.
"Is the clue there?"
Delov ignored Lothlin's cynicism about the Investigation Section, after all, it was a place he once loved, and it couldn't be maintained, but it didn't fall into the trap.
"There are some clues, but I need to verify them." Lotlyn looked at the inn in the distance and chuckled meaningfully. "The fourth prince is really annoying, so even these small clues need me to investigate, but it's okay, it's a little more clean."
Intentionally or unintentionally, Delof ignored these disrespectful words and asked, "Can your Excellency tell me the details?" β
Roslin turned his gaze and nodded: "I think Frenner brought you a lot of information, especially when that strange incident involved the eldest prince, I couldn't help but let people pay attention to it, I asked people to secretly follow the eldest prince's staff, and found that he actually went to meet someone secretly." β
"Who is it?" Delov Road.
"A young man who came to the royal capital from another place." Loslin chuckled, "Although I don't know his specific identity, according to the inn's attendants, he is a swordsman. β
"Swordsman?" Delov frowned, he thought of something.
"Yes, a young little swordsman, or rather a little nobleman." Lothlyn Drive.
"My lord, what does this have to do with the clue?" Delov wondered.
"Of course, I asked the people from the Investigation Section to question the rest of Bane's men again, and I got the unexpected news, it turned out that the dead people who followed Bane to collect the debt came back and said that it was a young nobleman who saved the eldest prince, and that his sword was scary, but the people at the time just listened, so they didn't say it when they first investigated and questioned." Roslin said slowly.
"Do you suspect that the case has something to do with the young swordsman, or the nobleman?" Delov Road.
"It's not clear, so it needs to be verified." "Maybe it's just a small method used by those who want to serve the Great Prince, but the chamberlain of the inn said that the young man came back late on the night of Ambofen's death and looked tired, so he found it interesting." β
"It seems that there is indeed a breakthrough." Delov turned his gaze to the inn and muttered, "Even the most insignificant clues." β
"I think there's something else going on like that." Roslin raised the glass on the table and sipped lightly. "Is there any progress you have made there?"
After the words shifted to Delov, he turned his head, and he shook his head a little and said, "There is a key clue missing, but I have never found it." β
His assistant found out, but he didn't.
Delov had always wondered what kind of thing had happened to his assistant at the time that made him so impulsive and excited to keep the murderer.
"I think you can find someone in the Gerddam area, maybe it will help you." Roslin prompted with a smile.
"Who is it?"
"Andyne."
"Who is he?"
"Someone who knows a lot of things in Gottdam."
Delov nodded, it seemed that he needed to go to his colleagues in the Gerddam District for help.
"Huh?" Lotlyn suddenly let out a puzzled voice for Delov to follow his gaze.
In front of the Jin Meilan Hotel, a young man and two beautiful girls dressed in the costumes of Wang Li ZhongyΔng Academy suddenly walked out of it.
The combination of handsome men and beautiful women will always attract people's attention.
"That's him." Lothlyn Drive.
"Him?" When Delov looked closely, he suddenly felt that the handsome young man was somewhat familiar.
"The person the eldest prince's staff is looking for." Lothlyn Drive.
"I think I've seen him." Delov stared cautiously.
"Huh?"
"That's him." Delov took a deep breath and confirmed: "It was raining heavily that day, and when Frenner and I were on the way to the stone street, I accidentally saw him in the rain, and he found me at that time, and those piercing eyes were hard to forget. β
"Probably not him." Lothlin chuckled, his eyes motioning for two mediocre men down the street to follow the three.
"What did you say, my lord?" Delov Road.
"Nothing."
Lorslin shook her head, her fingers gently rubbing the ring between her fingers.
Off-white, ordinary.