Chapter 1119

Chapter 1119

2015-02-28

At night, near the early hours of the morning, the snow over the capital gradually slowed down.

After three or four hours, the banquet at the theater in the city is probably coming to an end.

As I said before, this is just a small celebration banquet. After all, the crown has not really been put on the Eldest Prince's head, so naturally it is not suitable for the whole city to celebrate all night. Celebrate a little, taste it, and keep a low-key character is the kingly way.

Of course, it's like the rule that the great characters are always the last to come. When officially leaving, naturally the great characters have to go first. This is not entirely the sense of privilege at work, the most important thing is the actual need. After all, the arrival of the great characters also symbolizes the official start of the banquet, so it's not good to wait for those latecomers. The same is true for leaving the venue. With these great characters in charge, the people below will not let go. The young men and women who came with hunting, stealing, and love are even more reluctant in their hearts, and they wish to send these great characters away early...

Well, not much more to say. The biggest person in the field right now is the Eldest Prince who is about to be crowned. So, when Eldest Prince proposed to drink the last glass of wine in his hand, everyone in the field stood up and gathered, all raised the glass in their hands, and they were about to give Eldest Prince a gift to leave first... But at this moment, the door at the entrance suddenly opened. Pushed away hastily, ≡million≡book≡ just ≠ small≡ said .nsb.m a few silhouettes hurried in, update chapter 1003 something happened (the nobles subconsciously turned their heads to look, couldn't help but be stunned. These few words There are theater guards, a family guard in the silhouette, and a familiar silhouette with a slightly fat figure, that is the director of the Metropolitan Police Department.

Something happened?

Look at the brow Beaded with sweat, the chief of police came to Eldest Prince's side and whispered anxiously to an old noble with a high status. The hearts of all nobles in the field couldn't help but tremble. Subconsciously, the secret is not good.

At this time. "What—what did you say? Say it again!" A shocked and furious roar suddenly resounded through the hall. After hearing the sound, everyone figure subconsciously turned again, and saw an old nobleman in a Chinese robe and a long curly wig. There was a sudden change, and he looked at the reporting guard beside him with disbelief, as if he wanted to eat people.

"Duke Mitchell?"

"It's Ogg Did something happen to the Lyle family?"

"Hehe, is there another strong bandit breaking into their family manor?"

I have to say, since Winslyn betrayed the sect and murdered Senior Brother After the news came out, the Ogleir family was gone forever on the road of hatred. The reputation is completely stinky. It is estimated that it will not be relieved in a few years. And now looking at the Ogleir family The contemporary patriarch, the ugly look of Archduke Mitchell, the nobles couldn't help but secretly taking pleasure in other people's misfortune in surprise. An accident happened in the update chapter 1003 (but before these sarcasm gradually spread, with the The guard Brace oneself reported, and all turned into shock.

"Winslyn Young Master... was assassinated!"

deng deng deng, after confirming once again that he heard correctly, Duke Mitchell, as if was struck by lightning, took a few steps back, his old body was like a willow in the wind on the verge of collapse.

With a bang, the atmosphere in the field instantly rose. The nobles looked at each other in dismay. Couldn't help but look shocked, discuss spiritedly.

As mentioned earlier. Winslyn, who was born in Sword God lineage, has no doubts about his achievements in strength. So although there are countless people in the capital who are not ashamed of Winslyn's character and hope that he will die tragically on the street one day, everyone knows that it is difficult and difficult to successfully assassinate Winslyn. But now, this seemingly impossible thought has been realized so suddenly...

Of course, shock is shock, which is not the point now. After all, the world is huge and there are many experts. Winslyn is not the master Woodin before him, and he can't achieve the first under the heavens, so it is not unacceptable to be assassinated at one time.

The point now is that Winslyn, and even the Ogleir family, have made it clear that they are on the side of the Eldest Prince, but now they are easily assassinated, still in the imperial capital, or in the Eldest Prince for the upcoming coronation. When celebrating the sensitive time of the banquet... Seriously, this is clearly slapping the Eldest Prince in the face!

Thinking about the inside story, all the nobles couldn't help but feel tight when they saw Eldest Prince, whose expression was instantly gloomy after receiving the news. At this moment, Duke Mitchell, who was on the verge of collapse, suddenly pushed aside his support, pointed with a trembling arm, and roared sternly, "Philip—did you do it?"

"No, it must be you! You were the one who prevented my son from entering the theater... So, so that's what you planned! It's murder! plot against good murder!"

Echoes In the roar, the nobles were stunned when they heard the words. Everything is afraid of cause and effect. Even more how is not complicated. Before the brief conflict between Philip and Winslyn outside the theater, everyone present was clear. In this way, the logic of keeping Winslyn out of the theater and taking the opportunity to assassinate him outside makes sense and makes sense. However, when everyone looked towards the person following Duke Mitchell's arm, they couldn't help but smile and shake their heads.

"Ah? Who... who is calling my name?" Philip on the wooden table of food looked up blankly, his face flushed red, and his eyes were drunk, "Are you... er, come to drink with me? Are you... come! I'm done..."

While shaking his head, he tried his best. Staying awake, Philip staggered to grab the wine glass on the table. After several attempts, he finally succeeded, but most of the wine in the glass had already been spilled. In the end, I didn't know who I was toasting, I raised my head and sighed, but I was very happy...

There is no explanation, but Philip's drunk cat appearance that will know when you see it is the best explanation. . A noble lady frowned and looked towards Duke Mitchell, and couldn't help but retort: "Lord Duke, we are very sorry for Winslyn's death, and we can understand your mood at the moment. But this has nothing to do with Sir Philip, this night He stayed in the hall, not leaving an inch, and everyone present can attest, how could he go out and assassinate Winslyn?"

"Yes, we can testify."

" What the Duke said makes no sense, Sir Philip stayed with us at the beginning of the banquet, and after that, he kept looking for people to drink, and there was no time to assassinate Winslyn..."

"Yes, we all I see. Does the Duke think that everyone present is blind, and they are all making false evidence..."

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At this moment, the charm of Philip Imperial Capital's flower wolf was exhausted. There is no doubt that a group of noble ladies and noble ladies are all outraged and vying to testify.

Duke Mitchell obviously did not expect such a public anger rhythm. In the end, he could only roar with his blue veins raised and his neck held high: "He can send someone!"

"Who did he send? Have you seen it with your own eyes, Lord Duke?"

" I..."

"I didn't see it. In that case, why do you think it was Sir Philip who did this? You're slandering!"

Never try to communicate with A woman argues that this is the truth. And even scarier than this truth is trying to argue with a group of women.

Duke Mitchell obviously didn't realize this, or didn't recognize the seriousness of it, so after failing to say a few words, Gorgeous was directly Insta-killed, Kazuo. He was defeated and retreated in an instant... The situation was so miserable that even the Eldest Prince on the side couldn't stand it, so he helped, "Okay, okay. The duke made a blunder, everyone don't be impatient, don't be impatient..." After a few words of persuasion with a group of male nobles who were smiling bitterly, the scene was stabilized a little. Immediately, the Eldest Prince frowned and looked towards the chubby police chief who was constantly wiping cold sweat, "Has Winslyn's body been found?"

"Yes, found in Sir Winslyn's own carriage. The only fatal wound. Between the eyebrows, the knife hits the center, and the opponent Assassin is definitely an expert. The time of the murder was about three hours ago, and the place of the murder should be in an alley of Baker Street."...

"Where's the murderer? Who is the murderer? ' Duke Mitchell, who was relieved, asked angrily and indignantly.

"This..." After hesitating for a while, the head of the police department had a cold sweat on his forehead, and Brace oneself replied, "The incident happened suddenly, and the body of Sir Winslyn was just discovered here, and I haven't gone to the site of the incident carefully. Investigation, various sources of information have not had time to summarize and analyze...it will take time to determine the identity of the murderer."

paused, sneaking a glance at Eldest Prince, who came down with a gloomy face, and the director of the police continued. The cold sweat was too late to wipe off, so he quickly said, "But now there are clues. The dragon rider battallion, who was patrolling the incident area, found a suspect and killed the opponent on the spot in the subsequent fight..."

"Who is the suspected murderer?"

"This, I haven't had time to ask..."

"Waste! Call the insider!"

"Yes yes yes..."

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