"You can solve the case immediately within one day, otherwise my Turkic cavalry will siege your Tang Dynasty!"

When Zhao Xianye heard their words, he was also very anxious.

Do you think I don’t want to solve the case?

Do you think I hope your highness dies?

Oh, this is hopeful!

But it wasn't us who killed me. What's the point of calling you and me!

He felt very frustrated, but he had to smile with him. After all, the Turkic prince died, and his identity was too extraordinary.

If it is not handled properly, there may be a war.

After all, he knew that the Turkic Khan had two sons and this prince was the last one.

The previous prince was assassinated two months ago, and this can be said to be the only one.

Now that the last prince of the Turkic king is dead, it is equivalent to the Turkic Khan's death!

Damn, if this news is transmitted back, the Turkic Khan will not go crazy!

If there is no good explanation, the Turkic Khan may really be crazy to the Tang Dynasty.

So no matter how frustrated Zhao Xianye felt, he could only nod and bow.

"Mr. Zhao, what's the situation?"

And at this moment, Qin Wenyuan's voice sounded behind Zhao Xianye.

When Zhao Xianye heard this familiar voice, he was moved to tears.

"Sir Qin, you are finally here."

For some reason, the moment he heard Qin Wenyuan's voice, Zhao Xianye's light heart fell to the ground.

I felt confident immediately...

Qin Wenyuan walked over and patted Zhao Xianye on the shoulder, looking at the aggressive Turkic guards, he said lightly: "If you want us to solve the case as soon as possible, find the murderer as soon as possible, and avenge your Turkic prince as soon as possible, give me a gift.

Official shut your mouth! Otherwise…”

Qin Wenyuan glanced coldly across the faces of these Turkic guards and said coldly: "I don't mind writing a letter to you Turkic Khan to tell him how your Turkic guards obstructed me from deciding the case. Do you do this,

Whether it was intentionally not to want the truth to be revealed... I would recommend that the Turkic Khan check it out carefully."

After a moment of scrutiny, Qin Wenyuan said this, the Turkic guards who had just been aggressive towards Zhao Xianye suddenly changed their expressions.

They had not protected Qihela well. If Qin Wenyuan wrote a book like this again, they would definitely die!

They hurriedly said, "You..."

"Shut up!"

Qin Wenyuan scolded: "I asked you to speak again, otherwise I would give you peace of mind. I would like to say the same sentence for the third time!"

The Turkic guards' faces suddenly turned blue and red.

They clenched their fists with both hands, but in the end they were defeated in Qin Wenyuan's calm vision, lowering their heads, and they didn't say a word.

Zhao Xianye was so happy to watch here!

He explained that he said he had dried up and didn't even miss these people.

As a result, when Mr. Qin came, they became depressed!

If I had known it, I would have been as powerful and domineering as Master Qin.

However, Zhao Xianye also knew that Qin Wenyuan was famous, so he didn't dare to raise his head when he scolded them.

If I do this, I guess the one who waits for me will be their knife.

Qin Wenyuan did not look at these Turkic guards again. He turned around and waved his hand to Zhao Xianye, saying, "Sir Zhao, come here."

Zhao Xianye followed Qin Wenyuan into Tiangang No. 1 Courtyard.

Qin Wenyuan asked while walking, "Tell me what you know now."

Zhao Xianye hurriedly said, "About an hour ago, the Turkic guards guarding the gate suddenly heard a scream from the Turkic prince's room. They were worried and hurriedly knocked on the door, but after knocking for a long time, they did not respond."

"They were worried that something would happen, so they kicked open the door. After entering the room, they found that the Turkic prince had been killed."

"After coroner inspection, Qihela fought with the murderer, and then the murderer cut off his head with a knife."

"The estimated time of death of the coroner is consistent with the last screams the guards heard."

"What's strange is..."

Zhao Xianye looked at Qin Wenyuan, and saw that Qin Wenyuan looked calm and his expression was the same as before, and continued: "... All the doors and windows that fit the room were locked, and these guards were right in front of the door, from the time they heard the sound to the door being opened,

But it took only a dozen breaths."

"But when they got to the room, there was no figure except Qihela's body."

"so……"

Qin Wenyuan stepped into the room and said, "Is it a secret room to kill someone?"

After Qin Wenyuan entered the room, his eyes immediately swept across the entire room.

I saw that in this room, the tables and chairs were overturned, and the tables and chairs fell to the ground in a mess. It can be seen that there seemed to be a fierce battle here.

Tea cups were scattered all over the place, and tea water was sprinkled all over the ground. At the same time, a scarlet blood trace also caught Qin Zulai's eyes.

Qin Wenyuan continued to walk in, and then next to a chair, he saw the Turkic prince Qihe and his head dying with his eyes open.

The headless corpse that Qihela fell on the bed and fell on the quilt.

The quilt was stained red by blood, looking shocking.

Qin Wenyuan carefully examined Qi Hela's wound and asked, "Did the coroner say, what weapon did the crime?"

"knife!"

Zhao Xianye replied: "The coroner said it was a knife, a very thin and very sharp knife."

"It's very thin? It's very sharp? Is our Tang Dynasty's horizontal sword?" Qin Wenyuan asked.

Zhao Xianye lowered his voice and said, "The coroner said that it looks very much like my Tang Dynasty's horizontal sword, but my Tang Dynasty's horizontal sword does not mean it is a case made by me, the Tang Dynasty people..."

"Also, those Turks were dissatisfied with us. If they knew that the weapon that killed their master was the Tang Dynasty sword, it would inevitably lead to misunderstandings... So, the officials have not told them what the weapon that killed people might be.

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Qin Wenyuan glanced at Han Min and said lightly: "What's there to hide? Do we still have to hide it when handling cases?"

"It was nothing at all, just a weapon, but if you conceal it deliberately, once they know it, it may mean that we feel guilty."

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "So, don't hide what we have. Tell them in real time, so that they can know that I am standing straight in the Tang Dynasty!"

When Zhao Xianye heard this, he felt that Qin Wenyuan was domineering and confident.

He nodded quickly and said, "The Lord has not come here before, and the Xiaguan is unsure. Now that Mr. Qin has come, the Xiaguan is not afraid of anything. Let me tell them."

Qin Wenyuan nodded slightly.

Zhao Xianye left, and he walked to Qihela's head, squatted down, and looked at the head on the ground with deep eyes.

"Looking at your last expression of shock and disbelief, you probably didn't expect that it would be the result, right?"

Qin Wenyuan whispered calmly, went to the window to check the window lock, then carefully inspected the scene before leaving.

When I arrived in the courtyard, I saw that the yard was full of people.

The envoys from other countries were standing here at this time, whispering.

Some of their faces were nervous, some were worried, some were afraid, some were puzzled, and some were very happy.

Different people and different expressions express their complex and different thoughts in their hearts now.

When they saw Qin Wenyuan walk out of the room, they hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

"Mr. Qin, how about it?"

"Who is the murderer?"

"Who is so hateful? Even the Turkic prince was killed?"

"I heard that my head was cut off, really?"

These envoys kept asking questions when you say something, I say something.

They were really nervous.

First it was Bolu, then Baekje.

Now, even the Turkic prince has been killed!

This is the Turkic prince!

The Turkic prince who lives in Tiangang No. 1 Courtyard!

Among these envoys, the most noble person!
To be continued...