A house doorway.

A group of officials stood guard here.

The official uniforms they wore were different, including those from Dali Temple, the Criminal Department, and Qingzhou Mansion. They seem to be together, but they are distinct from each other.

In the main hall of the house, there are three people sitting around.

Wang Lun, the secretary of Dali Temple, Cai Jinghai, the secretary of the Criminal Department, and Yin He Chong of Qingzhou Mansion, are discussing the case together. Although much evidence had been found about the assassination of the crown prince by this time, it was not optimistic. All kinds of clues show that some people are secretly planting false accusations and trying to fish in troubled waters.

The pressure on the three of them was extremely high at this time, and several overseers above the court had already begun to move, eager to pull them off their horses immediately.

One is not in a good position, and has already begun to write.

There is not much time left for them to solve the case, and if there is still no progress in the case, I am afraid that they will have to submit their resignation and return to their hometown.

"What do you think, two adults?"

He Chong smiled, looked at the two of them and asked. He didn't seem to be in a hurry at all, and he didn't seem to feel the slightest pressure from the situation.

"There's clearly someone confusing the public."

"Obstruct our investigation route."

Cai Jinghai, the secretary of the Criminal Department, had a solemn face, ignoring all the clues found in the house in front of him.

"Beiyan should not be the real culprit behind the murder of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, this official feels that it is obvious that someone is leading us by the nose. Of course, Beiyan's suspicion of committing the crime cannot be easily ruled out. No one can guarantee that they have nothing to do with the case. ”

Wang Lun, the Qing of Dali Temple, is the most aggrieved person. The fall of Li Tang's crime allowed him to catch up. Before this position is secured, there is a danger that it may fall at any time. There is endless pain in my heart, but there is no one to tell.

"Actually."

"Sometimes, a verdict doesn't necessarily require hard evidence."

He Chong suddenly let out a word, which made the eyes of the two people on the side light up instantly. Yes, they are always entangled in the evidence on the surface, but the person who killed the prince is obviously not an ordinary killer. They have a very well-planned plan and extraordinary skills.

How many people can meet such conditions?

"What do you mean?"

The two of them looked at him together and asked him tentatively.

"The officer didn't say anything."

He Chong stood up and walked straight out the door.

His meaning had been vaguely expressed, and he didn't care if the two of them could understand it.

The people who can kill the prince of Great Qi are only a few objects that can be suspected. Eliminate them one by one, and the answer is already on the horizon. Why bother with the evidence in front of you? In the heart of the saint, it may have already been mirrored. It's just that I don't know what he is thinking.

The crown prince Su Zhe is actually dead when he dies.

It doesn't seem to be that important.

*

Not far from the house.

There is a small noodle shop.

Two people with hats on their heads are eating noodle soup. From time to time, I raised my head and glanced at the house not far away.

"Childe."

A man with a little pockmarked on his face hurried towards them, and when he came to the front of the two, he sat down directly, and whispered to one of them.

"The little ones quietly follow them."

"They found a house not far from here, with a dozen people in total. They are all very good, and I am afraid that they are no less than small. ”

Zhang Sanma lowered his voice and said to him.

"Oh?"

"That's kind of interesting."

"As I expected."

Su Li nodded slightly, not surprised by this.

"Childe."

"How do you know? They will be secretly watching the progress of the case. ”

Xiaoluo took a sip of the noodle soup and asked him curiously.

"Huh."

"Because they are the real culprits behind the scenes."

"If it was a simple assassination, they would definitely not pay attention to the subsequent development of the situation, and I am afraid that they would have fled long ago. But they are completely different, they are determined to set up the blame, so they tend to pay more attention to the facts of the case than the person who solved the case. They are desperate to know whether what they are doing has achieved their ultimate goal. ”

The soup bowl in front of Su Li was empty, and the noodle soup made here actually tasted very good. Ordinary street snacks are often good and inexpensive.

"Let's go, let's go and have a look."

"Who are they?"

Su Li stood up and took the lead in leaving the noodle shop.

"Shopkeeper, the silver is already on the table."

"No need to look for it."

Xiaoluo hurriedly took out a piece of broken silver and put it on the table. He stood up at the same time as Zhang Sanma, and then followed his footsteps closely.

"Thank you, guest."

"The guest officer walks slowly."

When the shopkeeper heard this, he immediately smiled.

Nowadays, there are not many people who are so generous.

*

It's only a stick of incense that has passed.

The three of them had come to the door of a house with a closed door.

"Childe."

"Would you like to go in and take a look?"

Looking at the closed door, Xiao Luo asked him.

"No need."

"Xiaoluo, you personally run the dark guard."

"Tell them the news that there is a real culprit behind the scenes. Let's just find a place nearby that is not easy for people to find and watch the play quietly. ”

Su Li shook his head lightly and instructed him.

"Yes, Childe."

Xiao Luo nodded lightly when he heard this, then turned around and hurried away.

Su Li's eyes looked around casually, and found that not far from here, there was a two-story teahouse, if you sat on the second floor, everything near the house could be seen.

Yes, it's a good place to watch a play.

*

Secret guard, that is, secret guard.

Qi Taizong was established in the eighteenth year of Yonghui.

The Yamen is located near the east gate of the Great Qi Palace.

"Whoosh."

"Who?"

A whistling sound suddenly came, causing the guards guarding the door to let out a loud shout.

Saw.

A dagger glowing with cold light.

Nailed deep into the plaque at the door.

*

"I've seen the vice-governor of the city."

A dark guard came briskly and bowed to him.

"What?"

Link, the deputy overseer of the Dark Guard, asked him expressionlessly, without raising his head.

He and the overseer Yang Shen took turns during the day to ensure that there was always one person left in the palace to protect the safety of the saint. Today, he is on duty in the yamen.

"Vice-Overseer, look."

The Dark Guard's hands were held high, and in his hands there was a dagger and a small note.

"Huh?"

After taking the note and reading it, Link frowned and remained silent.

Sitting on the Taishi chair, I began to think.

What is the purpose of this messenger?

"Enter the palace immediately."

"Tell the Overseer about this."

After a few breaths, he commanded the Dark Guard below. How to act, it is up to the superintendent Yang Shen to make an idea. Moreover, such a great event must also be reported to the Holy Father.

As for the truth and falsehood of what is said on the note.

He had already believed seven points by this time.

"Yes."

"Humble resignation."

The secret guard also knew that this news was very important, so he didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly bowed down to receive the order and turned around and walked away quickly.

Link sat for a long time and was silent, a little irritable in his heart.

Who is the messenger?