If the razing of the Iron Thorn Family's mansion to the ground had shocked the entire Radiant City, then the news of the unexpected death of the head of the Imperial Police Department was like a terrifying magic of a mage, blowing everyone up. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Especially for the merchants, gangs, and civilians of Radiant City, the death of Director Scott was undoubtedly far more important to them than the bombing of that nobleman's house. Who will become the next director of the National Police Agency? Will all the filial piety paid in the past be wasted? Will the usual share of money still be the same as in the past? Will the patrol hours and frequency of patrols change? Will law enforcement be more severe or more relaxed in the future?

These are all key questions related to the jobs of hundreds of people, as for the Marquis of the Iron Thorn Family, who is this person, and can he eat it?

However, for the great man who really mastered the kingdom of St. Teresa, the Marquis of Al Edward caused far more trouble than Scott's death. After all, Scott was only a commoner, with no extensive connections, no great power, and no noble surname, and in the end he was just a political spokesman pushed by the Marigold family.

However, after all, it was the head of the National Police Agency who died, and it was impossible to be indifferent and say nothing, not to mention that he had to give an explanation to the Calendula family. But the biggest headache for the bigwigs is still the Al who is involved, if Scott is not killed by him, what if he really kills?

It is impossible to kill people to pay for his life, he is the only heir of the Iron Thorn Family, if he is killed here, who can face the wrath of the Great Lord of the West? Imprisoned in prison? In the future, he must return to the West to inherit the family, if he is released within two days of imprisonment, what is the face of the Elders' House? Cut his title? What effect does this have on him who is destined to become a duke? Fool the past when nothing happened? Scott is not just a commoner, and once this case is opened, how will the royal family and the Council of Elders manage the increasingly arrogant and domineering nobles in the future?

Thinking of all these troubles, the Duke of Mortier couldn't help but rub his temples and sighed. When he first heard the news, he could hardly believe his ears, but he was sent out in a hurry, presumably the old guys in the Elders' House were already arguing by now.

"You don't have to worry too much, those who are clear will be clear, and those who are turbid will be turbid, and I believe that the House of Elders will give me a fair disposition. Al, who was sitting across from him, smiled and comforted him, and now they were sitting together in the carriage bound for the Elders' House.

"Your Excellency El is really relaxed, you caused this incident. Duke Mortier couldn't help but glare at Al, even though it was rude. Look at what happened to the Marquis, who first appeared in the city of Radiance and encountered the assassination of the princess, which is said to be still being pursued by the royal bloodhounds. Then he came up with such a strange thing as "electric light", which made all the nobles of the city noisy, and even added one to his house. Then the mansion was razed to the ground, and he himself was assassinated, for which even the emperor was alarmed, and for his whole city was under martial law, and he was extorted for three days. I thought this was the end of the matter, but this person had something to do with the death of the director of the National Police Agency.

This person doesn't show up much on weekdays, and once he appears in everyone's field of vision, it is an earth-shattering event.

"I can understand the dilemma of the Elders' current situation, but as soon as I am found not guilty, won't all the problems be solved?" said Al indifferently.

Mortier leaned forward and asked in a low voice, "Now there is no one here, please tell me the truth, did you kill Scott?"

Al laughed dumbly when he heard this, "What you said is really interesting, I have no grudge against Scott in the past, and I have no enmity in the near future, why should I kill him?"

With suspicion in his eyes, "Really?", he asked in an accentuated tone.

"Think about it, Lord Duke. If a person of my status wants to kill someone, will he do it himself? Take 10,000 steps back and say, if I do it myself, will I pick a place in a large public and wait to be suspected?"

Al pointed to his head, "Do you think I'm such a stupid person?"

Mortier nodded, and his face softened. Al persuaded him with the reason just now, and he didn't think Al would do such a stupid thing by himself, "It's just that this matter makes it difficult for the Elders' House to do, you know that we have always been a fair example, and we always have to make a verdict that can convince everyone." He sighed.

"It's not easy, Scott's body hasn't been autopsied yet, has it? As far as I can see, he was poisoned, and if you look for one or two of the doctors to examine him, you can find out the approximate time of his poisoning, so as to clear my suspicions. ”

Mortier hesitated, "This is not some hard evidence, is it? I'm afraid that some people will question it, and it will not be easy for the Calendula family to pass." ”

Al chuckled, "When did the House of Elders become the Police Department? He retracted his smile, "Anyway, what the House of Elders wants is just a passable reason, isn't it? If you acquit me at this step, you can avoid the countless troubles that follow, and as for the Calendula family, I will keep it quiet." As he spoke, he took out the badge of the Iron Thorn and put it on his chest.

The House of Elders has arrived.

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At the same time, a carriage slowly drove into the manor of the eldest prince, which had always been confined. After waiting for a long time, the anxious butler had already greeted him.

"You're finally here. His Highness has been sluggish and drowsy since the morning, and now he can't work. You must let His Highness recover as soon as possible, and it is a matter of St. Teresa, so please do your best. In a hurry, he pulled the car door and said with a face.

Out of it came an old man dressed as a doctor, and reluctantly agreed. Treating a prince for a doctor, no matter who you are, must be walking on thin ice and be cautious in your words and deeds.

Under the guidance of the chief butler, he walked around to a hut. "Your Highness is here to recuperate, today Your Highness is sick and in a bad mood, and has driven away all the people who serve, you have to be careful not to anger Your Highness. ”

After the admonition, the chief butler respectfully announced, "Your Highness, the doctor is here. ”

After a while, an answer came from the room, "Come in." The butler opened the door and closed it again when the doctor entered.