After Lebezovsky asked a few more inconsequential questions, he probably felt that he had asked about the same amount of questions that he should have asked, and he had almost understood what he should have understood, and the rest, which Schikov did not know, he asked in vain, and what Schikov did not want to say, he could not ask.

So, after a few words, he politely got up and said goodbye.

This was the end of the conversation with Schikov.

And after the conversation with Schiv, Lebezovsky rushed back to the prime minister's house as soon as possible.

After returning to the Prime Minister's Mansion, the old Prime Minister carefully weighed the words between him and him at the Schikov Mansion today, and finally came to the conclusion that there was no flaw in the words, and there was nothing wrong with Schikov's answers.

Everything looks normal, and everything also indicates that there are no problems with Schikov.

Is that really okay? Lebezovsky didn't think so, and his intuition told him that there must be something wrong with Schikov, but he hadn't found the flaw in his body yet, and he had to spend some time patiently looking for it.

However, Schikov has always been clean and clean, and it is not easy to find flaws in him, and Lebezovsky did not have any good solution to this problem for a while.

Once again, the progress of the case is in a difficult situation.

Seeing that the January period promised by Lebezovsky to the tsar was coming soon, but the whole case was still in confusion, the old man was also a little anxious.

And at this moment, another major event happened, which made the originally somewhat complicated case even more complicated.

This also made the master encounter a new problem again.

And the big thing that happened was that someone tried to assassinate Zhukov in prison.

This is not a trivial matter, the assassination of the crown prince is a big thing, even if he is a suspect. It can't be said that you can kill it, it's really lawless, which is tantamount to directly contempt for the dignity of the law, and even more so as to regard the right of the future as nothing.

Looking at the assassination of Zhukov, it was completely for the purpose of putting him to death, and this commander obviously has irreconcilable contradictions with Zhukov.

Lebezovsky heard about this. The clouds have always been light and the wind is clear, and when Mount Tai collapses in front of him and his color remains unchanged, he can't help but change his color, and even cold sweat comes out.

How can this be justified, the assassination of the crown prince is simply too perverse, Lebezovsky was furious.

As soon as he received the report, he immediately put the matter at hand and rushed to the place where Zhukov was being held.

He had to get to the bottom of the matter, and he couldn't let the murderer go unpunished.

When he rushed to prison. Zhukov had been moved to another cell and was kept under strict protection, and the tsar had decreed that no one should be allowed to visit him, and of course, Lebezovsky, as the organizer of the case, was not forbidden.

So. He met Zhukov for the first time.

Zhukov has lost a lot of weight compared to the last time he saw him. The whole body has lost the sharp angles of the past, which shows that the edges and corners of this period of prison life have also been smoothed out a lot, and they no longer look so sharp, giving people a much calmer feeling, but Lebezovsky can clearly sense it. There is always a faint melancholy looming in his eyes.

Zhukov's man seemed to be in good spirits, and the assassination itself seemed to have little effect on him, and he didn't take it too seriously, which is also easy to explain, he was the one who commanded thousands of troops. He has seen too many killings, and he has seen enough blood, and for him, that is pediatrics, it is normal, he is not afraid of these.

However, what Zhukov is most afraid of now is that he will not be able to wash away the resentment on his back, and he does not want to suffer this dumb loss.

However, now that he is in prison, and the Tsar has issued a strict order that the case must be thoroughly investigated, if the murder of the maid is finally proved to be related to him, the Tsar will definitely punish him severely, and according to the current progress of the case, everything is very unfavorable to him.

Zhukov was anxious, but there was nothing he could do, he was not free, he could only be in a hurry.

And now, at last, someone came, and it was Lebezovsky, who knew that the old prime minister had been ordered by the tsar to host the case, and since he came, there must be something to say, and Zhukov could not help but rejoice in his heart.

Speaking of the opportunity to defend himself, he did not know whether he should thank the person who assassinated him, and it was this assassination that gave him the opportunity to talk to Lebezovsky and express his grievances.

He believed that Lebezovsky would give him this opportunity to defend himself.

So, he had to take advantage of this opportunity.

Then, the two finally met with different purposes.

And this is also the first meeting between the two since the incident.

Originally, Lebezovsky did not want to come to see Zhukov until the facts of the case were known, but this assassination made him have to come to find out the situation.

And taking this opportunity, he also wanted to have a good talk with Zhukov, the case has developed to this point, and many things about Zhukov must be revealed first, and he has to listen to Zhukov himself.

At the beginning of the meeting between the two, the etiquette greetings were inevitable, and Lebezovsky had a trace of apology in his heart, to be honest, the reason why Zhukov was involved in this murder case, Lebezovsky also had a certain responsibility, if he hadn't dragged Zhukov to the drinking party, perhaps, this murder case could have been avoided.

It is precisely because of this that Lebezovsky has always harbored a trace of guilt in his heart, of course, not for the real murderer, but for the consequences of his own actions, which, of course, did not affect his most correct judgment on the case.

The public is public, the private is private, and private feelings cannot affect a fair judgment.

"General Zhu, I want to ask, did you kill the person?" Lebezovsky stared into Zhukov's eyes and said solemnly.

As soon as they met, Lebezovsky brought up the topic in a straightforward manner.

It's nonsense, but you have to ask, at least you can sniff out something he needs from between the question and answer.

"It's not." Zhukov shook his head and said simply.

He did not kill man, he was reproached.

He didn't want to be a grudge.

In fact, according to Zhukov's usual temper, he would not suffer from this resentment, but for some time, he has quarreled and quarreled, but no one paid attention to him, and the tsar ordered him to be put here alone, locked up here, as if to fend for himself, until he had enough quarrels, enough scolding, and exhausted his strength, he calmed down.

No more noisy, no more noisy, it seems to be waiting for the final result.

Of course, for Zhukov, this period of his life behind bars has also made him more mature, if only in this sense, he has to thank this prison disaster for the training, of course, provided that he did not kill people, he can still be free.

"Okay, so do you know who's going to kill you?" Lebezovsky continued to speak in a businesslike tone.

I didn't listen to what the person said in person, everything is a floating cloud, and only when the person said it in person, then we can judge the truth and falsehood, right and wrong according to what they said.

Lebezovsky is now trying to learn the truth of some facts through his conversation with Zhukov.

"I don't know." Zhukov still shook his head and said.

He really doesn't know, he doesn't know anything, he resents it.

He's going to kill a little maid, how could it be.

"So what useful information can you provide to prove that you are resentful?" The old prime minister is still following the procedure of handling cases.

There is always a question to be asked, and there is no escaping it.

However, if Zhukov can provide some useful information, he may not be able to get away with it.

But he only heard one word.

"I'm resentful." Zhukov poured bitter water like an authentic one.

He wanted to say this in front of relevant people for a long time, but he didn't have the chance, and now he finally said it.

And when he said it, he seemed relieved.

He felt a lot more comfortable in his heart.

"What evidence is there?" The old prime minister still said in a routine tone.

Evidence, which is the key element to prove innocence, must speak according to the evidence.

As long as Zhukov can give evidence that he did not kill anyone, then it is all over.

However, can Zhukov give it? Apparently impossible.

"I didn't." Zhukov said.

As expected, he couldn't.

And in addition to shaking his head, he can only shake his head.

"If there is no evidence, then how can you prove that you are resentful." Lebezovsky asked rhetorically.

The words of the old prime minister are very frank, but they are also true.

"I ......" Zhukov was speechless.

Can he still be locked up here if he has evidence, nonsense!!

In normal times, he would have scolded, but now, he can only endure it.

"Do you know the deceased?" Lebezovsky then asked.

Lebezovsky felt that he was not asking superfluous.

"I don't know." All Zhukov could do was shake his head.

And after such interrogation for some time, Lebezovsky did not receive even a little useful information about the case, whether Zhukov was guilty or not guilty, everything still could not be concluded.

Lebezovsky still had to continue his search for the truth.

However, his trip to prison was not entirely fruitless, and before he left, Zhukov suddenly came to his senses and provided a clue that allowed Lebezovsky to find a way to continue his pursuit.

"Do you know who your assassin is?" Lebezovsky asked.

"I feel like it was a deliberate murder." Zhukov said.

"How so?"

"Intuition."

After some answers, Lebezovsky left. (To be continued......)