Someone prettier than Marshal
Doesn't exist.
The reply was immediately regarded as a joke, and was soon ruthlessly forgotten by everyone.
They are more interested in digging out facts than guessing about their looks and guesses! This is the high-quality embodiment of gossip people. So they turned their attention back to Shasha Xiao Gongju.
— This is the only breakthrough they know so far.
The spoiled little princess sometimes has a simple mind, and as long as she is a little induced by words, she can get unexpected results.
The scheming emperors put on their vests one after another, tacitly knowing each other, standing on the same front as the little princess, and angrily scolded Naren Xiaerwei. From clothing taste to manners, everything that can be judged is not spared.
This is how a denunciation against the prince began.
Seeing so many people supporting her, Princess Shasha blurted out triumphantly: "Yes, yes, he is an annoying guy!"
She made public Naren's sarcasm every time she saw the marshal, and said: "He is too much!"
Everyone said they were right! Excessive! hateful!
A person as outstanding as the Marshal actually has political enemies
Immediately afterwards, they were shocked again. Someone in this world would mock their male god
Although Princess Shasha's reputation has always been poor, but it is related to the Marshal, and her protection is still very sincere. Listening to her description, the Prince Naryn is obviously a clown who has repeatedly hindered Searles' decision-making by relying on his birth and blood.
Doesn't sound very flattering.
but…
Even so, the marshal would rather feed the other party grapes than sit with the princess.
Everyone didn't know how to stand for a while.
They tentatively asked for a wave of explosive photos.
Princess Shasha immediately sent out countless beautiful selfies.
"..." To the prince.
The princess is upset, why do you want to see Nalen's
Because I want to know how ugly he is, and then I can continue to scold him for you.
Gossip changes people beyond recognition.
In order to achieve the goal, the momentary low and small is all to bear the humiliation before victory!
However, to their surprise, the princess immediately stated that there was no photo, and her attitude was very capricious.
A group of people tried to stimulate a few more times, but they failed to achieve their goals.
They found that Princess Shasha's stance was extremely firm in terms of explosive photos: no explosion, absolutely no explosion!
"..." Very disappointed.
Finding that there was no more information to be dug out from the princess, everyone took off their vests one after another, went to battle, and bombarded Xiao Gongju with their backhands.
Messages similar to [In order to keep a distance from the princess, the marshal willingly endured the ridicule of his colleagues] quickly occupied the comment area.
When Princess Shasha drinks a glass of water, she suddenly finds that the world has changed...
At this moment, Mo La, who was cultivating immortals late at night, turned on the live broadcast mode.
This well-reputed female anchor has just returned from the hunting ground, and there is still a hint of fatigue between her brows. According to the agreement, she planned to chat with her friends about the interesting things that happened during the game before going to bed.
"We won!" Her first words were good news.
Then he sighed regretfully: "However, His Royal Highness, the prince with the highest points in the team, did not show up, and the marshal disappeared. It seems that something happened deep in the jungle, and someone left early. But the last party was very lively, and the rewards were also absent." Very satisfying!"
The well-behaved fans in the live broadcast room have not paid attention to the movements of the Marshal of the Empire so far, and they all asked what the reward was.
Mora then told about his bitter experience of being attacked by someone and unfortunately falling into the enemy's team halfway. Then with a slight smile, she recounted all the horrible demands she made of the man after the Prey team won.
"..."
Terrible women who hold vengeance!
Then she talked about the jungle scene and spoke highly of some rare plants.
Someone couldn't sit still anymore, and took the initiative to ask: "Is the prince referring to Naren Sharvi? He also participated in the competition? With the marshal?"
Mora seemed a little surprised and didn't answer right away.
The crowd attracted by the photos has already arrived at the scene. They posted the back photos sent by Mora before, as well as the screenshots of the opening ceremony during the day, and asked the identity of the owner of the photos.
Mo La blinked, confused by the massive group questioning.
This night is destined to be restless...
There was chaos on the Internet, and there were still endless discussions after midnight. What neither of them knew was that, in a few hours' time, the person at the center of the conversation would face a serious trial.
The Inquisition Chamber is located in the administrative area across the street from the Royal Palace.
This classical-style building was completed hundreds of years ago and has undergone renovations, exuding a strong sense of historical solemnity.
When the first ray of sunlight shines on the face of the big clock on the top floor, the arched golden door opens, and the twelve trial halls open at the same time. Every day, hundreds of cases will be concluded here. The central circular hall has been vacant all year round. Once it is requisitioned, it means that an important person in the empire will be tried. The nature of the case often involves the country.
"I hope I won't see you in the suspect box in the central auditorium." Dia pointed to the left side, "We have to go to the interrogation room first."
The first wave of cross-examination will be completed in the interrogation room, and the content of the interrogation will be used as a reference for the judge's judgment. If the suspect is successfully eliminated during this period, there is no need to even go to the trial court.
To put it bluntly, the interrogation room was just a warm-up exercise.
Naren withdrew his gaze, hiding all his emotions under his drooping eyelids.
Soon he was led into the compartment.
The compartment was dimly lit, and several inspectors were sitting behind a long table in front of them, looking through a dozen documents. Naren guessed it would contain his personal files.
He took a seat and sat down.
The other party's first question went straight to the point: "Where were you on the day of the dinner?"
Naren heard himself say, "I drank some wine and sobered up in the courtyard."
He looked like he was trying to remember, but his brain was spinning wildly—of course he remembered, and he was impressed. But the facts are obviously not suitable for speaking honestly.
A hoarse male voice said: "Is there anyone else?"
Naren shook his head: "Only me."
"That's a bit difficult to handle, and it can't constitute an alibi."
"It's not that it can't be formed." Naryn corrected calmly, "I don't need to form anything to verify other things, because I didn't steal the scepter."
A female voice reminded: "We haven't asked about the scepter yet."
Nalen spread his hands as a form of cooperation: "Okay, understand, what's the next question?"
The female voice seemed to be choked, and she said after a while, "The day the scepter disappeared, you sobered up in the courtyard. Did you see anything? Or was there something that impressed you?"
Naren had already prepared the answer.
The princess' coming-of-age dinner sounds a lot like that. But in fact, it was just a more luxurious party.
"I'm going to sober up." He emphasized: "My brain is already groggy. Do you still expect me to concentrate and remember some insignificant details?"
At the beginning, the hoarse male voice said: "Many innocent people are deeply against being charged as 'suspects' and are unwilling to cooperate with the investigation. In our opinion, this kind of behavior will not solve the problem, and it will prolong the interrogation period, which is even more harmful than the gain. .”
Nalen: "You are more talkative. But I don't mean to be unwilling to cooperate. I'm just stating my personal opinion in a matter-of-fact manner... If you have investigated me, you should know that I have always been straightforward."
The gray-green eyes are unusually serious.
The inspectors were silent for a few seconds—the prince did have some qualities that were different from ordinary people, for example, he didn't need to learn to speak euphemistically like most people.
The male inspector tentatively accepted his answer.
"If you have to say something impressive..." Naren's tone became more meaningful, "If it's okay to break a personal relationship, I should have accidentally discovered an adulterous relationship."
This is what Eleda told him.
On the day of the dinner, not only the disappearance of the scepter and the traditional Chinese medicine of Sayers, but also the marriageable men and women in the imperial capital also had a wonderful time.
This group of energetic young men and women can always develop an ambiguous encounter anytime and anywhere.
Aleda once complained that he saw a well-known single-minded man in the imperial capital hugging a beautiful little girl to satisfy his greed. This was just an unintentional move by his little friend Dada to share gossip, but at this moment, Nalen's words were a little more believable.
He didn't directly name the man, but the inspectors looked unsurprised and obviously knew what was going on.
Mixed with half-truths and half-truths, and adding some information to this lie, the whole thing became real.
When asked why he conspired with the blue worm in the jungle, Naren's face turned very bad.
"Conspiracy? This is even more ridiculous. When you find a suspicious person, it is natural to ask a few questions. If you ignore it, it will be suspicious."
"But others have heard your conversation, you have a lot to do with gold eaters." This sentence is a declarative sentence.
Nalen knew that it was difficult to clarify this point, and if it was not handled properly, it would only get darker, so he nodded: "The gold-eating bug is my friend."
His generous acknowledgment is surprising.
The inspectors adjusted their posture.
"Well, let's be more specific."
Nalen raised his eyebrows: "You don't need to ask me to answer?"
"... This is a subjective question, you can answer it yourself."
Nalen nodded. He had already finished his draft, and there was only one chance to show it. Now that the time is ripe, he will naturally give full play to his strengths.
"His name is Xijin, he has lost his memory, he doesn't know where he came from, and he doesn't know why he was in a foreign land and penniless. When I met him, he was living with a group of homeless... On him, I see If there is nothing connected with the conspiracy, even if the relationship between Zongxing and the empire is tense, I still don't regret making friends with him."
Nalen thought for a while, and then said: "But what happened last night made me have to re-examine Xi Jin's identity. It can be seen that Lan Chong clearly recognized Xi Jin... Although he lost his memory, but before he lost his memory, Xi Jin was What is it for? Is it a coincidence or intentional that he came to Asha? I don’t know these things. This is my mistake, and I have no way to refute it.”
His evasive, half-truthy arguments don't seem particularly exciting, but they are sincere enough.
There was silence in the interrogation room.