February 20th. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe weather conditions today are extremely bad, the cool breeze has been blowing non-stop, and the sky is extremely hazy. Although the temperature has warmed up significantly in the past few days, after a heavy rain last night, the early morning in the imperial capital was unusually cold.

Melwiitz had already arrived at the Imperial Council Hall on the south side of the Royal Palace, and the main hall had gathered early in the hall of ministers waiting for the performance. Melwidz was on top of the throne, and after the government decisions were processed, Arena was never seen.

He opened his mouth and asked the ministers, "Why is the auxiliary king not here?" As soon as the words fell, the door of the main hall was slowly pushed open. A figure caught Meriwitz's eye, and it was Arena in a brocade robe.

Arena walked gracefully, smiled, and spoke in a tepid voice: "Why, when did the king of the town become so concerned about this king?" his voice surrounded the huge main hall, and the ministers inside saluted Arena when they saw him enter, and among the courtiers who saluted was the Marquis of Levon Quirid, who had returned to the imperial capital from Tianju City the previous evening.

Melwiitz didn't need to think about it to understand why Arena was late today, obviously because he was angry about being demoted to the throne.

When Arena walked slowly and gracefully to the bottom of the throne, Melwiitz calmed down and said, "The auxiliary king has come just in time, I have something important to ask you." ”

"What is this martial artist thinking about?" Hmph, nothing good is going to happen anyway..."Arena gave Melwiitz a cold look.

"Oh~ As long as this king knows, of course he will not be stingy. ”

Melwitz was not bothered: "There have been murders in the imperial capital recently, but there are still corpses preserved?"

"What should this king be, this kind of is also used to ask this king, what a martial artist!" Arino had a look of disgust on his face, and he was also thinking about dealing with things hastily.

"Huh~ Indeed, what do you want to do?"

Melwitz didn't answer immediately, but stood up from his throne and walked straight in front of Arena.

"I'm going to go to the autopsy and lead the way. ”

Arinor's anger suddenly flared up, "What the hell, let, let this king show you the way!, you vulgar martial artist, who would show you the way to that kind of place!' His expression was a little complicated, and then he took a deep breath.

"Sure enough, the father is more expensive than the son, and the king of the town is so big, even the autopsy has to be led by the king!"

"Auxiliary King, why don't you move?"

Arena didn't move a single step, his eyes staring straight at Meliwitz in front of him.

"Don't forget that you are the ruler of the town, and no one has the right to make decisions except you!"

"If the Auxiliary King is so concerned about government affairs, why is Shanshan so late? It doesn't take much time to deal with this. ”

Arino was picked on a thorn by Melwitz, leaving him a little overwhelmed to deal with. But hearing the latter statement, a smug smile appeared on the corner of Arinor's mouth.

"King Zhen! If you talk too much, you will flash your tongue, listen to the advice of this king, it doesn't hurt to postpone the side affairs a little, let's deal with the political affairs first. ”

"Oh, I wonder how long it will take the Auxiliary King to complete these political tasks in the past?"

Melwitz suddenly changed his words, but Arena didn't have time to react, and weighed before answering.

"What do you mean? State government affairs, no matter how big or small, have a wide range of relations, so how can we have the attitude of making decisions in a perfunctory manner!"

Melwitz looked at Arena with a playful look: "Is this the answer of the Vice-Chancellor? ”

"You don't have to lash out at this king, is the king of the town only going to say some useless nonsense, how long can you use it?"

"Not much, it's already been dealt with. ”

Arinor's eyes glanced at Melwitz's words, and he inadvertently swept his eyes over the number of ministers in the main hall, and mentally calculated the time.

"Don't you remember that you are a person who likes to talk big, why? After a long time with the rebel generals of the enemy country, has your temperament also changed?"

Without waiting for Meliwitz to speak, Liwen stepped forward and saluted bluntly: "What the King of the Town said is true, and the time when you came to the early government of the auxiliary king, it has already been dealt with very much. Besides, as you said, no matter how big or small a state affair is, dare to ask whether this murder is important or not?"

"Marquis of Levin, such an unruly, I wonder if this king will talk to the king of the town again!" Arino glared at Levine fiercely, his eyes shining as if they were about to tear Levine apart.

However, Arena was no longer satisfied with Livin's words, but the hole he wanted to dig for Meliwitz had in turn planted himself......

"Vice-Chancellor, there is no difference between big and small affairs, don't you intend to lead the way?" Melwitz's words were soft, but in Arena's ears, he was undoubtedly laughing at him.

"What a big shelf, please!" Arena flicked his sleeves and glared at Levine again before leaving the main hall.

Melwitz gave a brief command to the attendant beside him, and then followed Arynor to the morgue with Kuzhi......

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The three of them left the Imperial Council Chamber, paced out of the palace again, and rode in Arena's luxurious carriage to the location of the morgue.

Since it was Arinor's carriage, no one in the imperial capital knew anyone, and the journey was unimpeded, and it didn't take long to reach the destination. Melwitz and Kuzhi got out of the carriage, leaving Areno alone.

Arino lifted the curtain on the carriage and impatiently stopped Meliwitz: "This king will send you here, this king is gone!" He didn't care whether Meliwitz spoke or not, and directly ordered the groom to drive him out of here quickly.

The place where the corpses were parked was near the city's sewer drains, the ground around them was damp, and the air smelled of fish. Outside the morgue was a rusty iron door, and the morgue was guarded by an elderly man, not tall, with a wrinkled and oily face, and wearing a blue, gray-haired uniform.

Melwitz identified himself to the guards, and then entered the morgue with Kuzhi to the parking lot where the body was located in connection with the murder.

It was lit by kerosene lamps, and the shades were so blackened that the already dimly lit morgue looked even more depressing. The caretaker pointed out several bodies to Melwiitz and left with a cigarette pouch.

The morgue was filled with the smell of corpses, and Melwitz and Kuzhi didn't think anything of it, after all, they were both generals who had been fighting on the battlefield all year round, and the most they saw were probably dead people.