Chapter 236: Assassination of Father Mawei Text Volume "Mr. Holmes, can we talk to you for a moment?"
In the wide corridor, a voice from beside him interrupted Holmes's action of pushing the door open.
An old man with gray hair, a hooked nose, and a suit stood between two medieval knight armors, holding a cane in his hand and looking at Holmes with a smile.
"You are." Holmes deliberately showed a confused expression.
"James Morea, Professor of Mathematics, University of Oxford."
The old man stretched out his hand to Holmes and shook it politely: "You are really forgetful. You were still investigating me two days ago, weren't you?"
Faced with James Morea's naked questioning, Holmes smiled and said: "I am a detective, and investigation is my duty."
"Who commissioned you to investigate me?"
"If you are asking your employer, I am afraid you will be disappointed." Holmes said: "No one has entrusted me with investigating you, Professor Morea."
"If I don't have an employer, why are you investigating me? Did I break any laws?"
"Please don't get me wrong, I'm just curious about your life experience, Professor."
Holmes said calmly: "You have never married and only adopted one daughter, and you yourself are also an adopted child of the Bradley family."
Hearing Bradley's family name, James Morea's face suddenly became much gloomier, and interrupted Holmes: "No matter what your purpose is, if I have not broken the law, then you have violated the law by investigating my behavior."
To protect my privacy, I hope you can terminate the investigation."
James Morea was a little angry. He seemed not to want to mention the Bradley family. Holmes had touched his sore spot, but he controlled his emotions very well. Even if he was offended, he remained calm.
"Professor, if you have not violated the law, you should not obstruct my investigation." Holmes said: "I am responsible for investigating the theft case of Manstein Company and have the power to investigate independently. This is the power given to me by the kingdom and the church."
"I have nothing to do with the theft of Manstein Company."
"Whether there is a connection or not is not up to the suspect himself. Although I also think that Professor, you are not a criminal, but to be on the safe side, I still want to investigate all the suspects. Only in this way can we draw the most correct conclusion, right?
?”
Holmes held a briar pipe in his mouth and looked at James Morea with squinted eyes. The two faced each other tit for tat without giving in.
"So, you want to continue investigating me?"
"It is my duty. If I have offended, I ask your forgiveness, Professor."
"Since you insist on investigating me, I am willing to cooperate with the investigation."
James Morea took out a notepad from his chest, opened it and looked at it: "I have no classes the day after tomorrow. If you have time, Mr. Holmes, you might as well come to my house and sit down. I will answer your questions one by one.
Confuse."
"I'll make time."
Taking the business card from James Morea, Holmes raised his hat slightly, turned and walked into the banquet hall.
Behind the door, Ma Wei and others watched the entire conversation between the two, listened to their ears, and knew that Holmes was slightly better in the confrontation just now.
"Brother, why did James Morea invite Holmes to his home?" Daniel asked curiously: "With Holmes's ability, he will definitely find more clues as long as he goes to his home! This is not a shot at himself.
Feet?"
"This is the rule of the Doomsday Party." Mavey said: "They cannot harm innocent humans who are unaware. James Morea believes that Holmes knows nothing about the Doomsday Party, so he must tell him the truth first before taking action.
"
"Once Holmes went to his home, it was not that easy to leave."
When James Morea tells Holmes what happened, he will definitely put forward conditions. If Holmes refuses to agree, what will happen?
Click!
The lights in the banquet hall suddenly went out, and the surroundings fell into darkness. Amidst the exclamations of the guests, the secret door opened, and a maid came in pushing a trolley. On the trolley was a huge cake with nine layers and a basket.
Each layer of lamisu, fruit, and chocolate has a different taste, and Yunia was stunned.
The candles inserted on the cake brought a little light. The guests suddenly became quiet and sang a birthday celebration song for Freya. The orchestra also began to play vigorously. Freya took the king's arm and came to the cake, smiling.
I was very happy and blew out the candles one by one. When the last candle went out
boom!
The flame from the gun's muzzle flashed away in the darkness along with the violent explosion. Everyone saw only a projectile spinning towards Freya. Then the darkness fell again and the muffled sound of the body falling to the ground was heard.
"ah!!!"
Amidst the lady's screams, the hall was in chaos, the crystal chandelier overhead lit up, and a pool of blood appeared next to the cake.
"The king has been shot!"
Freya collapsed on the ground holding Rhodes IV who was shot in the chest. Her face was pale, her hands were stained with blood, and her dress was wet. After being stunned for a moment, she quickly shouted: "The realm of immortality! Open it quickly.
Save the King in the Eternal Realm!”
With the lessons learned from the last banquet, the church priest who was sitting in the corner and responsible for guarding reacted quickly and opened the field of immortality at the moment of the gunshot. With the protection of magic, the wound on Rhodes IV's chest healed quickly.
He was bleeding again, but he still fell into a coma due to the severe pain.
The sudden turn of events shocked everyone. No one expected that someone would assassinate the king at Duke Chevalier's birthday party. In the chaos, the shooter broke through the glass and fled, and Holmes immediately chased after him.
"Brother, what should I do? Do you want to chase me?"
"No chasing. There are demon hunters patrolling near the villa. The prisoner can't escape. Go over and take a look at the situation."
After passing through the crowd, Mawei came to Freya, squatted down and tested the king's breath. After finding that it was okay, he looked up at the panicked Freya, his lips moved, and he wanted to say something, but he still
Swallowed it.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The villa was suddenly under martial law. The demon hunters and the police patrolling the surrounding area rushed into the banquet hall and blocked the scene as quickly as possible. No one could
leave.
The king was helped into the bedroom and lay down. The three princes gathered around the bed with different expressions. The second prince looked at Charles in confusion. Charles gritted his teeth and his palms were sweating nervously. Andrew glared at his two brothers.
Who will assassinate the king?
Why assassinate the king?
When the king dies, who is the biggest beneficiary?
Before catching the criminal, it is a common method for the police to judge the suspect based on the person who will benefit the most. The three princes are the most suspect, but no one dares to say that they are the murderers.
"The bullet is still stuck in the body. We need to find a doctor to remove the bullet." After a police inspector examined the king's body, he said to his subordinates: "Fetch a surgeon."
"yes!"
In less than twenty minutes, a surgeon carrying an operating box was brought to the villa. When he heard that he was going to operate on the king, he trembled with fear and shook his head to express his fear. In the end, the church priest assured that there was a realm of eternal life where the king would not.
Only when something happened did he agree to go under the knife.
The field of immortality can heal wounds and ensure that the injured do not die, but it cannot remove the projectiles and fragments left in the body. The king was shot and fell into coma, which is most likely related to the projectiles remaining in the body.
During the operation, the three princes, the Prime Minister, Freya and Mawei were all invited out of the room, leaving only two priests and a surgeon in the room. The eldest prince, Charles, broke into a cold sweat and could not say a word.
.
The murderer was still being arrested, and the atmosphere in the room was eerily silent. Only Yunia was happily eating a piece of cake, which she had just cut from the cake tower, on the grounds that food could not be wasted.
Ma Wei walked up to the second prince and asked in a low voice: "Your Highness, did you send the assassin?"
The second prince's eyes almost flew out and he was about to scream subconsciously. Fortunately, he restrained himself in time and pulled Ma Wei to the corner and said: "Are you crazy? Why should I assassinate the king? It's definitely not me! Even if I want to
It’s impossible to assassinate the king in front of so many nobles!”
"If it's not you, then only the eldest prince is left." Ma Wei said: "You two are the only ones who can benefit from assassinating the king, unless the assassin's target is not the king."
"Not the king?" The second prince was stunned for a moment: "What do you mean? The assassin wanted to kill was not the king? Then why did he shoot at the king?"
"At that time, there was another person beside the king."
"You mean"
The second prince widened his eyes and glanced at Freya quietly: "No, who would assassinate Freya? Are there any benefits to assassinating her?"
"I don't know about this, but I am certain that the murderer does not know the details of Freya."
"What's the background of Freya?"
"It's okay, she's normal."
After another fifteen minutes, the door opened and the surgeon walked out tremblingly. The three princes immediately surrounded him and asked with concern: "How is your majesty?"
"Your Majesty is fine, he has woken up."
Everyone entered the room and saw Rhodes IV sitting on the bed with blood stains on his clothes, but he was in good spirits and had returned to normal.
"Father, it's great that you're okay!" The eldest prince rushed forward immediately and held the palm of Rhodes IV's hand.
Rhodes IV didn't even look at him, coughed twice, and said: "Winston, Freya stay, everyone else goes out."
"Father."
"go out!"
The eldest prince's body was shaken. He stood up helplessly and followed his two younger brothers out of the room. Ma Wei also went out, but in the name of going to the toilet, he walked around in circles and used the mud shadow magic to sneak back into the room.
"Winston, who do you think is the person who ordered the murderer to assassinate me?"
"Your Majesty, I don't know."
"There's no one else here, just talk!"
"I really don't know." Prime Minister Winston sighed: "The three princes are very smart. How could they send someone to assassinate you in public?"
"I asked you to name them! I didn't ask you to defend them!"
"."
"explain!"
"Second Prince Shukri."
Under the red eyes of Rhodes IV, Winston gritted his teeth and said: "It is too stupid to send an assassin to directly assassinate the king. The eldest prince should not be able to do it. It is only possible that someone framed the fault. Among the three princes
, the person most likely to do this is the second prince."
"Freya, what do you think?" Rhodes IV looked at Freya, whose face turned pale.
"Your Majesty, I.I."
"I know you and Shukri are close, but there is no need for you to hide anything for him. If you have any ideas, just say it."
"I don't think it was Charles and the others who did it." Freya said: "Your Majesty, haven't you always taught them to value blood relations and not to kill each other? Although they are at odds, they have not reached the point of assassinating the king. Let's talk about it again.
"
"What else?"
"Besides, Your Majesty, your health is getting worse day by day. Why did the three princes do such a treasonous act as assassination? What's more, there were church priests present at the time, so the assassination was impossible to succeed!"
Rhodes IV thought about it carefully and felt something strange. Even if he was shot in the head, the person would not die immediately. As long as the immortality field was opened in time, even if he was shot in the head, he could be saved. Unless the head was shot with a gun.
Beat it into a pulp.
The assassin only fired one shot, and the target was his chest. No matter how you thought about it, the assassination was a failure unless
"The assassin didn't know there would be a priest present!" Rhodes IV thought of a possibility: "The murderer who ordered the assassin was not from the Kingdom of Windsor! But from other countries!"
"Winston, has the murderer been caught?"
"The arrest is under way. The Witcher and Scotland Yard police are dispatched. The results will be available soon."
Winston looked at Freya: "This is a private party. The murderer can sneak into the banquet hall, either as a guest who has received the invitation, or as a family member brought by the guest, or as a servant in the villa. I suggest counting the number of people."
, look who is missing.”
"Just do it!"
Under the king's order, the police counted the number of guests against the list and found that all the guests, except Holmes who went to hunt down the prisoner, were present and had not left at all.
After eliminating the suspicion of the guests, the only targets were the villa servants. The housekeeper summoned all the servants and called them by name one by one, and finally found out.
All the servants are there, including the new coachman.
The situation suddenly became weird. If there was no more and no less, where did the murderer come from?
Could it be that the murderer swaggered in through the main entrance and pushed open the banquet hall door to carry out the assassination?
"Brother, he couldn't be a member of the Aurora Society, right?" Levin asked in a low voice, "Could it be that one of them came to assassinate the king in order to help us take over London as soon as possible?"
"Impossible." Ma Wei said categorically: "The members of the Aurora Society who came to London are all elites and will not disobey orders without authorization."
Click!
The door of the banquet hall was pushed open, and a police inspector hurriedly walked into the room and came to the king: "Your Majesty, the murderer set himself on fire!"
"What?!"
"We were about to catch the criminal, but flames suddenly burst out of his body and turned into a ball of ashes in front of us. Only the gun was left at the scene."
The police inspector took out his handkerchief and opened it. Inside was a revolver that was covered in scars. After comparing the bullet holes, he confirmed that it was the weapon used to shoot the king.
"Your Majesty, this pistol is not a weapon produced by the Kingdom of Windsor. Look, it has the writing of the Romanov Kingdom on it."