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Chapter 1799

"They are rushing to the baggage, not ordinary robbery of property!" Pei Beiyin said solemnly.

"That's right! And they must have known the location of the baggage in advance, otherwise they would not have been so fast." Zhou Jian said.

"Then your Majesty, hasn't this matter become a headless unsolved case? All those insiders are dead." Pei Beiyin was worried that she was a woman who had seen the world and knew keenly what the consequences of the throwing of this batch of baggage were.

"Wait, Master Ku and Qingtianjian have already started investigation, but I don't believe it. I can't find any clues! Let me find out who is behind the scenes. I insist on letting him know how many eyes Mr. Ma has and dare to steal my things!" He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, his joints turned white and pounded.

Pei Beiyin, who was beside him, couldn't help but feel cold. His Majesty was really angry.

These bad things are really one after another. Zhou Ke was killed and such an accident occurred. She looked at Zhou Jian with inexplicable pain.

At this time, Sun Youyu also hurriedly returned.

......

The next day, heavy rain poured down, and the momentum was not stopped.

Crazy...

The rain on the eaves goes down, and the sky is filled with misty rain. The picture of the entire royal city is quite poetic, but it is also full of depression!

"Report! Your Majesty, the Qingtian Prison has made a major discovery!" Master Ku shouted.

Suddenly, the entire palace master's hall was shocked, and Zhou Jian even stood up. He didn't fall asleep all night because of this. Even if a beautiful woman like Sun Youyu sleeps beside him, he was not interested in arranging flowers and making jade.

"explain!"

Master Ku didn't even bother to change his anger, and immediately bowed and said, "Your Majesty, after a night of visits to the Qingtian Superintendent, he found that a large number of monks had come to the royal city seven or eight days ago!"

"They used the name of burning incense and praying for peace and successfully entered the royal city, and then there was no news!"

As soon as these words were spoken, there was an uproar.

"monk?"

Zhou Jian frowned, remained steady, and narrowed his eyes and said, "Is the news reliable? How many people are there in this group of monks?"

"Your Majesty, it's reliable. The Qingtian Crime has been confirmed by different people. How many people are not clear about, but at least not less than 800!"

"They must have ghosts. These guys are so mysterious. They came and disappeared suddenly. And during the period when they were in the royal city, no one knew their specific activities!" Master Ku said very seriously.

Upon hearing this, everyone was talking.

"How come no one knows the specific activity so many people?"

"No! Your Majesty, even if there is something strange, these monks don't have the ability to transport such a large batch of supplies, right?" Pei Beiyin exclaimed.

"Yes, Your Majesty, if you want to transport this arsenal, at least tens of thousands of people will be required!" Wang Yu was serious.

Suddenly, the audience was silent, as if everything had entered a vicious cycle again.

Zhou Jian frowned fiercely. There is no high technology in this era, and transporting these things does require a lot of manpower. Is it just a coincidence?

At this moment, suddenly, a figure rushed into the main hall in heavy rain, and was soaked all over.
Chapter completed!
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