Chapter 1252 No Evidence (Happy New Year to Everyone)
Karl Homann's body was covered with sheets torn from the bed and was carried out from the brothel door by the city guards along with the murder weapon.
Now that the big bosses in the area have said it, the unlucky guy who prostituted himself to death committed suicide.
Naturally, the city guards and police officers had no obligation to continue the investigation.
Everyone depends on their salary for a living. There is no need to be troublesome and make yourself uncomfortable.
Therefore, naturally everyone hurriedly closed the case as suicide.
Because of this trouble, it has long attracted the attention of the people.
This group of ordinary people, like ordinary people in other places, have excellent psychological quality. Although they experienced the commotion in the morning, they found something exciting to watch and immediately ran over.
These guys gathered outside the brothel, stretching their necks, staring, and talking non-stop.
Suddenly, they saw a stretcher being carried out, and everyone immediately let out a cry of surprise.
"Look, look, that's it."
"It's really dead."
"I just told her that her business won't last long and she should wait until the door is closed."
"I heard that the top one died...these bastards were talking a lot, some were worried, some were concerned, some were laughing, some were gloating, and some were just passing by to make a fool of themselves...In short, they all talked about it.
The soldiers carried the body onto a cart, and the leading officer waved his hand impatiently, signaling his soldiers to drive away the onlookers.
An experienced police officer nearby had already stepped forward, opened his hands, and shouted loudly at the common people.
"It's all gone, let's go. There's nothing to see."
"Go quickly, go quickly."
"Get out of here, you are a bunch of unruly people."
"Believe it or not, sir, I will take you back and put you in jail... But although this move dispersed some people, it aroused the curiosity of more people.
Some brave brats advanced instead of retreating. Instead, they quietly approached and looked at the corpse covered in sheets with their eyes wide open.
If there weren't soldiers surrounding him, they might have taken a look.
"Master Jun, who died, the top star of the Moulin Rouge?"
"How did you die? Please tell me."
"That's it, that's it. Just say a few words. Later, brothers, I'll buy you two drinks."
"Don't be so stingy, Ergouzi. Don't think that you are just pretending to be worth 2,500,000 to 80,000 yuan because you are on the job. No one can ask for help... The soldiers couldn't help but feel helpless. All the people watching were the people in the city.
, and they are also fellow villagers.
Normally, these little soldiers might squat down and brag with them to show their great powers.
But at this moment, the city lord can watch from behind. Therefore, the city guards and the peace officers can only disown each other and just go about business.
With serious faces and a businesslike appearance, they waved their weapons to drive away the troublemakers. At the same time, they kept shouting curses: "Go away, don't block the road."
It immediately caused the onlookers to curse.
Just when they were having trouble, Lord Brad walked out of the brothel.
All the officers and soldiers suddenly became nervous, fearing that these common people would displease the Lord of the City.
But City Lord Brad didn't care at all about this. He just threw away the crumpled handkerchief. He took a deep breath of fresh air outside, got on the carriage and left in a hurry.
Other officials followed the city lord and stood on the street to respectfully see off the city lord's carriage.
It wasn't until the motorcade carrying Lord Brad disappeared at the corner of the street that they straightened up, looked at each other, and then dispersed.
What happened today was really weird. They had to go back and make a careful calculation to avoid accidentally setting themselves on fire.
After the brothel madam saw all the officials leaving, she patted her chest and muttered in a low voice: "My great devil, you have sent away these plague gods. Today is really unlucky."
If a murder occurs, the business will no longer be able to operate, and the door will not be open for several days.
"To catch up with the Ming Dynasty, you have to find someone to pray for you." The old bustard cursed in his heart: "You unlucky ghost, it's not a good idea to die, you have to die here."
Seeing that the officers and soldiers had withdrawn, the onlookers could no longer hold back their curiosity, and gathered in front of them, chatting in all directions.
"Madam boss, who died?"
"Is it because you think people are rich and seek wealth and murder... The madam suddenly became furious.
She put her hands on her hips and yelled fiercely: "That bastard is talking nonsense, I will tear your mouth apart. Do you know who came to investigate the case just now?"
Lord City Lord~!”
The people surrounding the gate couldn't help but let out a low cry.
They were all frightened. How could a high-ranking figure like the Lord of the City come to a civilian area like them?
When the old bustard saw this, he couldn't help but feel proud. As expected, these ignorant country bumpkins were frightened by the mention of the name of the city guard.
She rolled her eyes and realized that this was a rare opportunity to make herself famous.
Immediately, he stretched out his thick and fat fingers in a show of force, pointed at the person opposite, and shouted loudly: "You chewing dogs, listen carefully.
The Lord of the City said it himself, that guy committed suicide. Did you hear clearly? It was suicide.
If you idiot like me is still messing around in front of my door and dares to say that I am seeking wealth and murder, I will sue you for slander and lock you up for a few days."
When everyone saw that she was so fierce and even took the city lord as a banner, no one dared to say anything.
Seeing this, the madam snorted proudly, then turned around and shouted: "Man, man, where the hell did he go~!"
Get out of here, mom!"
Amidst her shrill screams, the waiters in the store rolled over and hurriedly ran over.
The old bustard said: "You are a bunch of lazy guys, hurry up and find some grass ashes, sprinkle a little more at the door to drive away this evil spirit, then I will have to do business~!"
After saying that, the madam waved her handkerchief, twisted her python waist, and walked back to the brothel without looking back.
This conspiracy that happened in Caribbean City and was supposed to be earth-shattering was eliminated almost silently.
Although Lord Brad had not slept for forty hours, he was still in high spirits.
The people who participated in the operation were all killed and arrested, and they were all captured in Caribbean City.
Only the city lord himself achieved a complete victory. Not only did he destroy the enemy's plot, he took the opportunity to occupy the Fourth Caribbean Division. He also obtained sufficient evidence.
On the way back, City Lord Brad has been thinking in his mind about how to make good use of the resources at his disposal to give Madolins a good look.
Rushing back to the City Lord's Mansion, City Lord Brad couldn't take any rest and wrote a report that he was going to slap in the face. At the same time, he told his men to step up the interrogation of the captured assassins.
The assassins headed by Fritz look like they are experienced at first glance, and they should have a lot of lives in their hands. If you dig deeper, you might find something unexpected.
The report from Caribbean City was sent to the imperial city of Arkadelin as quickly as possible. What was faster than the report was the secret letter written by Lord Brad to his family.
The city of Arkadelin has just experienced a mutiny. There are many conflicts between the old and new factions. The storm is about to come, and the momentum is tense. It is like a fire covering a dense forest that has been dry for several years.
This secret letter from Lord Blood was like a spark, which immediately ignited the political fire in the Imperial City of Arkadelin.
The nobles immediately publicized and exaggerated the rebellion conspiracy taking place in Caribbean City.
In the eyes of the nobles, assassinating the city lord and garrisoning troops to attack the city lord's palace are naked acts of rebellion.
Those nobles, just like celebrating the New Year, kept joining forces and uniting to force the Prime Minister to have a palace.
This political storm has not only swept Akadelin, but has also become wider and wider, and is likely to spread across the country.
Because the evidence is conclusive, the city lord and the prime minister, who are involved in the royal family, have the support of the lich Kamerin, but they dare not turn a blind eye. A special coordination meeting was held for this purpose.
But everyone was holding back their anger, so it was good that they didn't draw the knife directly. How could they coordinate through meetings alone?
Therefore, although two coordination meetings were held in a row, they all ended in quarrels.
Prime Minister Madolins has accomplished nothing except drool all over his face. Every time he talks about it, he gets a headache.
However, due to the strong demand of the nobles, the third coordination meeting will be held immediately on June 12.
This morning, Prime Minister Madolins walked quickly to the venue.
He has been in the army for decades and has a capable soldier's temperament, and has always been proud of it. Although there are only a few sparse hair and wrinkles on his forehead, he can still see the charm of his youth.
Like all generals who came to power in military coups, Madolins was a strongman with firm convictions, a clever mind, and full of charisma.
But at this moment he looked very tired, with dark circles under his eyes.
A short, fat middle-aged man next to him nodded and hunched over, chasing after the Prime Minister, holding a handkerchief and wiping the sweat from his forehead.
This man was none other than General Fell, the Minister of Military Command who was already notorious among the Semitic tribes.
Madolins glanced at Feier with disgust and said, "Are you sure they don't know?"
Feier was trembling nervously now, sweat was pouring from his forehead, and he said urgently: "Yes, sir.
All actions are personal actions and have nothing to do with us.
I'm sure I've cut off all contact with him. They can't trace us anyway."
Madolins suddenly stopped, glared at Feier fiercely, and cursed: "You'd better be right this time."
Feier nodded hurriedly and said, "I'm sure."
Madolins snorted, then opened the door and walked in.
The conference room was not big, and there were two rows of long tables in the middle, dividing the people in the room into two distinct groups.
On one side were the nobles in luxurious clothes. They did not sit down. They all crossed their arms and frowned.
The other half were soldiers in military uniforms. They were all sitting boredly at the long table, also silent.
Seeing the Prime Minister coming in, the nobles all snorted coldly.
The others all stood up with a roar and saluted Madolins.
Madolins waved his hand, sat down directly, and said: "I still have something else to do, let's just talk about it.
Is there anything new?"
"No." An official next to him shook his head.
Madolins seemed to spread his hands helplessly, but he looked relieved and said: "Gentlemen, I still proposed yesterday. Set up a joint investigation team and go to Caribbean City to conduct a detailed investigation."
"Wait a minute," a richly dressed nobleman on the other side raised his hand to stop the Prime Minister from speaking. He looked at Madolins with a playful expression and said, "I have some latest news here."
Madolins' heart skipped a beat, and he knew from the other party's expression that they had good cards.
The nobleman said slowly: "The news from the Caribbean has revealed the identity of the mastermind.
The mastermind was named Karl Homann, a native of Hogan. He entered the Westerborn Military Academy at the age of sixteen, and at the age of nineteen entered the Ninth Legion of the Akadelin Region as a trainee second lieutenant.
After being promoted to major, he suddenly left the army for unknown reasons."
Madolins responded calmly and said: "Your Excellency Yanes, we already know this. The mastermind is a deserter."
The nobleman chuckled and said: "Xiji, Harlinger. I think this name should be familiar to the Prime Minister."
Madolins thought for a while and said: "Is it Higi? I once had a personal attendant named Higi. Is there any problem?"
"The Higi I'm talking about is the Higi. He is the uncle of the mastermind Karl Homann." Yanes glared at Prime Minister Madolins with a victorious smile on his face.
This news was like earth-shattering. It shocked everyone in the conference room instantly.
Although City Lord Brad is not a showy person, he is also an experienced and scheming person who knows how to make things big.
Relevant news is released bit by bit, with the most explosive ones left at the end to be used as a trump card.
Even the Prime Minister's men looked at this big boss with a different look.
Although the soldiers followed the Prime Minister and launched a mutiny, there were many naive guys among them. They really thought that they were doing it to make the Semitic people more prosperous, not to grab money, things and women for themselves.
Therefore, I do not fully agree with this kind of fighting situation.
Yanes looked directly at the Prime Minister and asked: "The mastermind's uncle is your personal attendant. How do you explain this to the Prime Minister?"
Madolins' expression remained unchanged, without even moving his eyebrows, and he said calmly: "I don't know, Xigi has been away from me for more than ten years. He has been transferred back and forth with the army."
The Prime Minister pushed him so hard that Yanes snorted angrily and said, "Dare you say that he has no contact with you?"
Madolins sneered, becoming more and more certain that the other party had no solid evidence, and said: "Perhaps I will receive a New Year's card from him during the holidays. Do you want me to show it to you?"
Yanes was choked by these words. The indirect relationship between the Prime Minister and the mastermind Karl Homann could not prove anything.
Even if everyone knew it was the Prime Minister who did it, without solid evidence and with the support of the high priest behind him, no one could bring him down.
Madolins showed a sarcastic smile and said: "Okay, let's do this. Each department will dispatch a few people to prepare to go to the Caribbean to investigate."
After saying that, Madolins stood up as soon as he pressed the table, and walked out with a smile.
Yanes suddenly stood up with a loud laugh and said, "Okay, let's investigate. Don't regret it then."
Madolins suddenly stopped and looked back at the nobles. They did not look defeated at all, but seemed to be preparing to watch his own show.
"Do they really have any leverage?" This thought flashed through Madolins' mind, but he immediately rejected it: If they really had the leverage, they would have taken it out long ago~!
Back in the office, Madolins angrily threw down the documents in his hand, pointed at Feir who followed him in, and cursed loudly: "Asshole, you didn't say it was foolproof, they would find Higi."
Fair's pig-headed round face turned red, and he said squeakingly: "I didn't expect that, sir, Xigi has not been back to Arkadelin for more than ten years. I don't think anyone knows him..."
"You think, you think," Madolins roared at Feier, "You really don't know how passive you have made me~!"
Feier lowered his head and did not dare to say a word, letting Madolins scold him.
Madolins was under great pressure during this period, and the nobles of Arkadelin rallied to him.
The local princes also came forward one after another, demanding severe punishment for the murderer.
Faced with the turbulent public sentiment in the country, even the high priest himself reluctantly stated that he could not intervene.
As a god-like figure, in order to maintain his prestige, the high priest cannot go against the nobles.
Madolins even saw the danger of his own defeat.
When he is no longer useful, Cameron will kick him away without hesitation and replace him with someone else.
After scolding Feier heartily, Madolins felt much better, kicked Feier on the butt, and said: "I suspect that the other party has something in his hand, I don't care."
Let me find out what method you used."
Feier nodded hurriedly and said: "Yes, yes."
Madolins fell back on the chair, loosened his collar and took a breath. Seeing Feier still standing in front of him, he said in disgust: "Why don't you go quickly."
Feir rolled his eyes and said, "Sir, how should Xigi be handled?"
"What to do?" Madolins frowned.
Fehr looked at the Prime Minister's face and said, "Since the other party has found out about him, do you want to..."
Madolins instantly understood that Fell meant to sacrifice Higi.
The Prime Minister shook his head and said: "Xiji has been with me for so many years..."
Feir said carefully: "My lord, we cannot let them continue the investigation. We should have the courage to make a decision when necessary. I, Xiang Xiji, am also willing to sacrifice for your lord."
Madolins lowered his head and pondered. If all the responsibility was placed on Higi and Karl Homann, the panic would naturally be smoothed out.
Feier added to the fire and said: "This is for our great cause."
Madolins waved his hand and said, "Go ahead."
Feier bowed, his face remained calm, and he was already happy in his heart. Although Madolins did not say it explicitly, he already agreed.
If he introduces a scapegoat, he himself will be safe.
Fair strode out.
Madolins held his forehead with his hands and remained silent. Suddenly, a man in black opened the Prime Minister's door and walked in, whispering a few words in the Prime Minister's ear.
Madolins was suddenly startled. He stood up and walked to the window. The military commander Fell was walking through the courtyard.
"Master asked me to tell you, if it's time to cut it off, then cut it off." The man in black said angrily.
Looking at Feier's back, Madolins' eyes showed a cruel look and murmured: "This is for our great cause~!"!~!
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