"Has the identity of the assassin been clarified?", Empress Pars stood in front of Wren, and she looked at Wren lying on the sickbed, her eyes full of distrust and suspicion. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 It's a pity that the eye of the heart has no effect on Wren, otherwise she wouldn't be as passive as she is now. The identity of the Assassin had certainly been clarified, and there were no secrets in the country before the rulers of the entire country.

The Assassin was a scholar, at least once a scholar, and no matter what his current status was, it was enough to have the keyword scholar exist. People are good at imagining, it may be a robbery and murder, and it is very likely that it will be imagined as a political event with a conspiracy. Yesterday Wren was assassinated, and today the identity of the assassin has been revealed and made public, and it is obviously impossible to say that there is nothing to say about it.

Empress Pars even speculated whether Wren had directed and staged the assassination. It's just that she glanced at Wren's weak appearance, and she was a little unsure of her thoughts. Wren's skin was punctured by a sharp dagger, and the highly toxic toxin entered his body, and if it weren't for the fact that a cardinal happened to be a guest at the Imperial Academy, Wren might have died young. It is unlikely that this dangerous "acting" could have been directed by Wren himself, unless he could even risk his own life.

Hell, what the hell did this guy get?

Empress Pars cursed in her heart, but her face was full of smiles, and it would be much easier to solve this matter if she could see through his heart.

Empress Pars, who is similar to Wren's own values, also believes that any action in this world will have a clear purpose, and if she can see through Wren, she can easily solve the aftermath and turmoil caused by this assassination. But alas, she can't.

Wren was slightly pale, and wearing white pajamas made his appearance worse. He nodded, "It is rumored that the identity of the assassin is a scholar. ”

Empress Pars frowned imperceptibly, and her tone became a little heavier, "A former scholar. After a pause, he sorted out his thoughts, "Okay, now it's just the two of us, what do you want to do?"

Wren looked at Empress Pars very seriously, "You don't think that I arranged this assassination myself, do you?" I don't think with your wisdom should be like the stupid people outside think, of course, this matter has to be investigated carefully. "There are two possibilities, the first is that some extreme scholars are provoked by my behavior, and they use it to take revenge on me. The second possibility is that someone behind this is manipulating all this. ”

Before he finished speaking, Empress Pars already understood that what he was going to say later was nothing more than that a nobleman had instructed the assassin to do something to him.

Empress Pars's smile gradually converged, and her expression became a little serious, "Heavy rain can moisten the land that has been dry for a long time, but too much rain can also form torrents, Wren, you have a good grasp of the depth yourself, I don't want to stand up and shout to stop." ”

She's warning Wren that, whether it's true or not, and whatever Wren wants to do, he can't go too far. It is true that the royal family and the aristocratic group are opposed, but they need to support each other. Without the pressure of the aristocratic group, it is easy to have a situation of secession before the centralization is completed. Without the presence of royalty, the entire empire would fall apart and eventually be in turmoil. So no matter what Wren wants to do, he must master a scale and not go too far.

Wren shrugged his shoulders, "I understand, if you just ran over and told me that revenge should be a bit of a scruple, then congratulations, you made it." ”

"Okay, I'm leaving, pay attention to rest. Empress Pars stood up and pushed the door open. After Wren's assassination, the number of guards around the nobles of the imperial capital increased sharply, and more than a dozen knights with titles closely guarded the Empress of Pars and walked out of the door together. As she walked, Empress Pars lowered her voice, "Keep an eye on him, there can be no more accidents." ”

She seemed to be talking to herself, as if she had an order, and in the corner of the wall that people did not notice, the shadow formed by the angle seemed to be thickened by three points.

The group poured into Wren's room immediately after Empress Pars left, their faces extremely serious and gloomy enough to take their breath away.

"Three things. The door was shut, and Wren stretched out three fingers, and he pursed his lips, "Find the Assassin's family, I don't believe he is the only one person, or that he has no relatives." Whether it's family, friends, classmates, or whatever, find them and dig up the information of the Assassins. The second thing is to find out who is the mastermind, whether it is a nobleman or a scholar or something, and dig him out. The third thing, in terms of public opinion, we need to guide me a little bit and help me find a spokesperson. ”

He tilted his head and sneered at the position of the door, and a red light flashed under the white pajamas.

Wren's assassination caused a lot of turmoil, after all, his identity was different, and there had been a conflict with the scholar before that. Many people have reason to believe that this may be a retaliatory act by the circle of scholars against Wren. But there are also those who cling to conspiracy theories, which they believe are because a few people in the Ministry of State Security are involved in dangerous things that have forced some people to take risks.

One of the benefits of these discussions is that, as previously said, people are happy to sympathize with the weak, and now that Wren has been assassinated and wounded, he is an out-and-out weakling. So the wind of public opinion changed quickly, at least no one discussed Wren's brutality. Perhaps, but it can't be a storm anymore.

Different political environments have different rules of the game. In a place like the province of Bell, Wren might have directly ordered all opponents to be pushed down, whether politically, militarily, or in public opinion.

This is the imperial capital, and if you want to steal a high position, you first have to obey the restrictions of the game's expensive rules.

Two days later, all of the assassin's information had been consolidated to Wren's case, and thanks to the cardinal who suddenly visited the Imperial Academy, Wren would not have gotten better so quickly.

Looking at all the documents that had been put together, Wren finally wrote down two names on a blank piece of paper and drew them in red circles. He picked up a small hammer and struck the bell at the corner of the table, and Nietzsche was the first to rush in, followed by Blair. Blair was annoyed and angry, he felt that he had lost his adult and actually hurt Wren. In the past few days, his face has been as black as the bottom of a pot that has been burned for twenty years, and a thick layer of black ash can be scraped off.

People kept coming in, even Bethel himself.

During Wren's assassination, everyone in the entire Ministry of State Security was angry like a lion who had been abstinent for ten years, and he went on a rampage when he walked. They were angry that someone was trying to kill the hope that had just risen in their hearts, how could they not be angry? As for the people from Ortlenburg, one by one, they were ready to charge for Wren with their weapons brandished and shouting slogans to kill all enemies, and they would not hesitate even if Wren wanted them to rush to the palace.

When all the cadres and leaders came in, Wren grabbed the paper with his name written on it and threw it out, the corners of his grinning mouth showed a bloody breath, "Arrest them immediately." ”

Hundreds of special investigators of the Ministry of State Security, dressed in gray uniforms and with particularly fierce expressions, rushed out of the door of the old library, and a bloody storm began.

They rushed into a manor in the southeast of the Golden Ring District like wolves and kicked open the gate of the manor. The guards in the manor tried to stop them, but they were neatly chopped into pieces, and the owner of the manor was dragged out of the woman's arms by these fellows, and did not give him the treatment that a nobleman deserved. He was tied to his hands and feet with a rope and dragged behind a carriage. Starting from more than fifty meters outside the manor gate, the trailing blood trail continued to the door of the old library.

If it weren't for the constant healing techniques by the accompanying priest, this unlucky man might have died of his injuries halfway through. But even so, when he arrived at the old library, he looked sluggish, and the large scars and scars on his legs and back made him not even have much strength to stand on his own. All the onlookers fell silent, and everyone had a heavy stone on their hearts, and they could no longer see where the future would go.

In the interrogation room, the nobleman named Gain still had confusion in his eyes, and he looked at Wren with some fear, "I am innocent. He defended himself like this, aggrieved, nervous, and a little afraid.

Wren, who was sitting across from him, nodded, and sat with his legs crossed, "I know. ”

Gain was stunned for a moment and gasped, "Then why are you doing this to me?"

Wren crossed his arms in front of his chest as he tilted his head, "There's no reason, if you have to ask me to find one, it may be because you know the Assassin." ”

Gain immediately shouted, fear giving him some courage, "I'm not the only one who knows that guy!"

"But you'd better be in control. Wren's words silenced Gain for a moment, yes, he really had better be controlled. Compared to the strong or grouped aristocratic groups of other nobles, Gain is only a wall-riding faction in the aristocratic class of the imperial capital, and this kind of people are actually not pleasing in politics, because they always represent the element of uncertainty. So Guy was caught in the old library by Wren in such a humiliating way, and there were not even many people who greeted and questioned him.

They didn't care how Gain would be treated, or even secretly rejoicing when Gain was caught.

At this moment, how Guy wished he was a member of the aristocratic group, or a royalist.