So Shaoqing asked Shu Mo to come over and identify the body.
Looking at the cold and pale corpse in the morgue, Shu Mo looked at it for a long time, shook his head and said, "I don't know this person."
The clue was interrupted again, and Shaoqing asked: "I wonder if you have offended anyone in the capital?"
"I use my harp to make friends. I have traveled to several countries in the Eastern Continent for decades. I have friends and confidants all over the world. If we are enemies..."
He obviously paused and stopped talking.
"It's about murder, so please speak out."
Shu Mo sighed and took out a painting from his sleeve, "Do you know who she is?"
Shaoqing took the painting and said, "This is not Princess Jin..."
No, the drawing paper is quite old. Judging from the wear and tear, it was painted at least ten years ago.
The woman in the painting is dressed in Central Plains clothing, but according to the drawing paper, she should be Princess Daya of Mongolia.
Princess Daya again?
Shaoqing thought thoughtfully, "I wonder what your relationship is with Princess Daya of Mengguo?"
"This time I was in danger on the first floor of the world. Fortunately, Princess Jin saved the life and injured, so I escaped."
Shu Mo sighed deeply, "During this period, I woke up once in a daze and saw Princess Jin's face. At that time, I thought it was Aya who was in a dream. It wasn't until I got out of trouble and returned to the post house that Mr. An told me everything that happened.
Only then did I realize that I had not dreamed. What I saw was not Aya, but my biological daughter..."
"Aya?"
Shu Mo nodded, "Aya is my wife. If I hadn't come to your court this time to celebrate my birthday, I would never know that Aya is the princess of Mongolia until my death."
"But as far as I know, Prince, you are not married yet, so how can you get a wife?"
Shu Mo recounted the whole story of his acquaintance with Daya, "Actually, I know that her identity is mysterious, but I don't care about it. I just want to spend my life with her hand in hand, and she agreed, just saying that I would give her
A few years.
She and I have been privately engaged for the rest of our lives, and we have a physical relationship with each other, so I naturally regard her as my wife in my heart."
"I wonder if the prince knows that Princess Jin is the daughter of the prime minister?"
"Master An told me that Princess Jin was adopted by Shen Xiang." Shu Mo's face was complicated and bitter, "But I don't believe that Aya would abandon his own flesh and blood. She is the princess of Mongolia and I am the prince of South Vietnam.
, the two countries can definitely marry to create a good relationship between the north and the south.
Even if she encounters a difficult situation and is unable to raise the child, she can still be raised by the king, but who knows that she has been separated for twenty years."
He looked at Shaoqing and said, "Mr. An said that Aya might be dead. I don't believe it. She left behind a twenty-year promise and left without saying goodbye. I traveled all over the Eastern Continent and couldn't find her. I have been waiting for twenty years to accept the promise.
, how could she die? Have you found her?"
Shaoqing thought for a moment and said, "The Meng Kingdom has also been looking for her for twenty years, and her whereabouts are still unknown. Since the prince is in love with Princess Daya, does he know anyone who has come into contact with her?"
"Aya has always been mysterious and doesn't like this king interfering with her affairs.
We have known each other for more than a year. Accompanying her to the mountains and seas to collect herbs is a matter of life and death. I have only met one of her subordinates once, and I bumped into her accidentally and saw him hiding in the dark."
"Did you know that Princess Daya is in charge of Mongolia's intelligence agency?"
Shu Mo shook his head, "I promised that I would never interfere with her affairs in the future."
"Do you know what her subordinates look like?"
"Although it has been twenty years, it was the first time that I met someone familiar with her. It is not an exaggeration to say that she has a profound memory."
At Shaoqing's request, Shu Mo drew the people he saw.
Shaoqing looked at the portrait and asked some other questions, so he said goodbye and left.
After leaving the post house, the fellow police officer pondered: "Sir, the person in the portrait is somewhat familiar. I think I have seen him somewhere?"
"It's Prime Minister Shen."
The detective suddenly realized, "It turns out to be Prime Minister Shen, no wonder he looks so familiar, but why do I feel that Prince Shu Mo is a bit..."
How should I put it? There is something strange that cannot be explained.
"It's indeed a bit strange, but after waiting for twenty years, I learned that the woman I loved may be dead, and that I have a daughter, who was first assassinated and then locked in a secret room."
Dali Temple has been dealing with prisoners all year round. Prince Shu Mo's reaction was indeed not right, but it seemed reasonable. Let's just observe further.
"Sir, if Prince Shu Mo did not lie, the person he saw was indeed Prime Minister Shen, and he was really a Mongolian craftsman, so he would have a reason to kill Princess Daya, and twenty years later he found out that Shu Mo was The No. 1 House in the World approached Daya through "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix". He was afraid that the matter would be exposed, so he sent someone to assassinate Shu Mo."
As long as his confession is correct, the body fished out of the lake last night was the murderer.
But was the murderer silenced by Shen Xiang, or was he killed?
Also, who was the person who rescued Shu Mo?
The policeman asked: "Sir, are we going to the Prime Minister's Mansion now?"
"Without conclusive evidence, there is no point in going to the Prime Minister's Mansion."
At this point, it is no longer important to be greedy for ink. Indeed, it is crucial whether Prime Minister Shen works carefully for the Mongolian country.
"Go to the Mongolian Post House."
Shaoqing took the policemen to the post house, but unexpectedly, he was in vain and said that he had taken the envoys to Yuanlai Restaurant to eat hot pot.
I had no choice but to transfer to Yuanlai Restaurant.
Good guy, a group of people directly took over the entire third floor. The deputy envoy Nam rushed to the waiter, "You Central Plains people are stingy when doing business. You can cut beef and mutton more than pieces of paper, and it's not even enough to stuff the gap between my teeth."
Go, go, hurry up and kill two sheep and let me have some fun."
The waiter was helpless and said, "Sir, we are shabu-shabu mutton here, not roast the whole lamb. The shabu-shabu mutton has to be cut into pieces thinner than paper."
"Stop talking nonsense and bring me two sheep."
The waiter also had a temper, "This can't be fixed. Our store is opened by Princess Jin. It's our specialty to eat as the locals do. If you like what you like, just leave."
It's just a hot pot meal, and there's no end to nitpicking. It's obviously a deliberate attempt to make things difficult.
They're just a bunch of barbarians, and they really take themselves seriously.
Namu suddenly became furious, "Why don't we just open a shabby restaurant? You're a handyman and you're so impressive."
With that said, he rushed over to teach the guy a lesson.
The police officer quickly came over to stop him, "Sir Nammu, the food is different in different places, so why bother with the waiter?"
"Hey, it turns out we are from Dali Temple. What are you doing?"
"I have something to ask your envoy."
"Really." Compared with the reception, Namu seemed to be a different person. His tone was arrogant and arrogant, making it clear that he did not take Shaoqing seriously.
He went in and announced that he would squat for two quarters of an hour before he came out and asked the two of them to wait in the next room.
He squatted and touched his stomach, burping and came over, not forgetting to ask the waiter to help him refill the tea, "I wonder what you two adults have to do with me?"