Father Mavie

Chapter 639 Assassination (two in one, please subscribe!!!)
"Mr. Holmes, may I speak for a moment?"

In the wide corridor, a voice from beside him interrupted Holmes's action of pushing the door.

An old man with gray hair, hooked nose, suit and leather shoes stood between two medieval knights in armor, leaning on a cane in his hand, looking at Holmes with a smile.

"You are." Holmes deliberately showed a confused expression.

"James Morea, Professor, Department of Mathematics, University of Oxford."

The old man reached out to Holmes and shook his hand politely: "You are really forgetful. You were still investigating me two days ago, weren't you?"

Facing 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," said Holmes. "I have not been commissioned to investigate you, Professor Morea."

"Why are you investigating me if I don't have an employer? Did I break any law?"

"Please don't get me wrong, I'm just curious about the professor's life experience."

Holmes said calmly: "You have never been married and only adopted one daughter, and you yourself are also adopted by the Bradley family."

Hearing the name of Bradley's family, James Morea's face darkened suddenly, and he interrupted Holmes: "No matter what your purpose is, if I haven't violated the law, then you investigate my behavior and have violated the law." My privacy is compromised, and I hope you will terminate the investigation."

James Morea was a little angry. He didn't seem to want to mention the Bradley family. Holmes touched his sore spot, but he controlled his emotions very well. Even if he was offended, he still remained calm.

"Professor, if you have not violated the law, you should not obstruct my investigation." Holmes said: "I am in charge of investigating the theft of the Manstein Company, and I have the right to conduct independent investigations. This is the power entrusted to me by the kingdom and the church."

"I have nothing to do with the theft from Manstein's company."

"Whether there is a connection is not up to the suspect himself. Although I also think that you are not a prisoner, Professor, to be on the safe side, I still have to investigate all the suspects. Only in this way can I draw the most correct conclusion, right? ?”

Holmes, smoking a heather pipe, squinted his eyes at James Morea, and the two confronted each other without giving in.

"So, you still want to continue investigating me?"

"It's my duty, if I offend you, please forgive me, Professor."

"Since you insist on investigating me, I am also willing to cooperate with the investigation"

James Morea took out a notepad from his chest, opened it and looked at it: "I have no class the afternoon of the day after tomorrow. If you have time, Mr. Holmes, you might as well come to my house and I will answer you one by one. Confuse."

"I'll find time."

After receiving the business card from James Morea, Holmes raised his hat slightly, turned and walked into the banquet hall.

Behind the door, Ma Wei and the others saw and listened to all the conversations between the two, knowing that Holmes was slightly superior in the confrontation just now.

"Brother, why did James Morea invite Holmes to his house?" Daniel asked curiously: "With Holmes' ability, if he goes to his house, he will definitely find more clues! feet?"

"This is the rule of the Doomsday Party." Marvey said: "They can't hurt innocent human beings who don't know anything. James Morea thinks that Holmes knows nothing about the Doomsday Party, so tell him the truth first, and then do it. "

"Once Holmes has gone to his house, it is not so easy to go."

When James Morea told Holmes about the matter, he would definitely put forward conditions. If Holmes refused to agree, what would happen?
click!

The lights in the banquet hall suddenly went out, and the surroundings were plunged into darkness. Amidst the exclamations of the guests, the secret door opened, and a maid came in pushing a small cart. On the cart was a huge cake with nine layers. Each layer of ramisu, fruit, and chocolate has a different taste, and Junia was stunned.

The candles on the cake brought some light, the guests fell silent and sang a birthday song for Freya, and the orchestra also began to play vigorously. had a great time blowing out the candles layer by layer, and when the last candle went out
boom!
The flame from the muzzle of the gun flashed away in the darkness accompanied by a violent explosion. Everyone saw only a bullet spinning and flying towards Freya, and then the darkness fell again, and there was the muffled sound of the body falling to the ground.

"what!!!"

Amidst the lady's screams, the hall was in chaos, the crystal chandelier above was lit up, and a pool of blood appeared next to the cake.
"The king is shot!"

Freya hugged Rhode IV, who was shot in the chest, and sat on the ground, her face was pale, her hands were covered with blood, and her long skirt was wet. After a moment of daze, she quickly shouted: "The realm of eternal life! Open it soon!" The Immortal Realm saves the king!"

With the lessons learned from the last banquet, the priest of the church sitting in the corner who was in charge of guarding reacted very quickly, and opened the realm of immortality at the moment of the gunshot. With the protection of magic, the wound on Rhodes IV's chest healed quickly. Bleeding again, but the whole person fell into a coma due to the severe pain.

The sudden change stunned everyone. No one expected that someone would assassinate the king at Duke Chevalier's birthday party. In the chaos, the shooter smashed through the glass and fled. Holmes chased after him immediately.

"Brother, what should I do? Do you want to chase after him?"

"Don't chase, there are demon hunters patrolling near the villa, the prisoner can't escape, go and check the situation."

After passing through the crowd, Ma Wei came to Freya, knelt down and tested the king's breath, and found that there was nothing serious, then looked up at the panicked Freya, his lips twitched, wanting to say something, but still swallowed.

The villa was immediately under martial law. The demon hunter and the police patrolling around rushed into the banquet hall and sealed off the place as quickly as possible. No one could leave.

The king was helped into the bedroom and lay down. The three princes clustered around the bed, with different expressions. The second prince looked at Charles in surprise. Charles gritted his teeth and sweated from nervous palms, while Andrew glared at his two brothers.
Who will assassinate the king?

Why assassinate the king?

Who is the biggest beneficiary when the king is dead?
Before the prisoner is caught, judging the suspect by the biggest beneficiary is a common method for the police. The three princes are the most suspected, but no one dares to say that they are the murderers.

"The projectile is still in the body, and we need to find a doctor to remove the projectile." After a police inspector checked the king's body, he said to his subordinates, "Go and get the surgeon."

"Yes!"

In less than 10 minutes, a surgeon with an operating box was brought to the villa. When he heard that he was going to operate on the king, he trembled with fright and shook his head to show that he did not dare. Only when something happened, did he agree to use the knife.

The field of immortality can heal wounds and ensure that the wounded will not die, but it cannot take out the bullets and fragments left in the body. The king was shot and fell into a coma, which is most likely related to the bullets left in the body.

During the operation, the three princes, the prime minister, Freya and Mavic were all invited out of the room, leaving only two priests and a surgeon in the room. The eldest prince Charles broke out in cold sweat and could not speak a word .

The murderer was still being arrested, and the atmosphere in the room was terrifyingly silent. Only Junia was eating happily with a piece of cake, which she had just cut from the cake tower, on the grounds that food should 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 eyeballs almost flew out, and he wanted 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 must not be me! Even if I want to It is impossible to assassinate the king in front of so many nobles!"

"It's not you, then only the eldest prince is left." Ma Wei said, "The only ones who can benefit from assassinating the king are you two 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 didn't want to assassinate 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's eyes widened, and he glanced at Freya quietly: "No, who would assassinate Freya? Is there any benefit in assassinating her?"

"I'm not sure about this, but I can be sure that the murderer doesn't know about Freya."

"What's the background of Freya?"

"It's okay, she's normal."

Another 15 minutes later, the door opened, and the surgeon came out tremblingly. The three princes immediately surrounded him and asked with concern, "How is your Majesty?"

"Your Majesty is fine, you have woken up."

Everyone entered the room and saw Rhodes IV sitting on the bed with blood stains on his clothes, but he was in a good state of mind and had returned to normal.

"Father, it's great that you're fine!" The eldest prince rushed up immediately and held Rhodes IV's hand.

Rhodes IV didn't even look at him, coughed twice, and said, "Winston and Freya stay, and everyone else goes out."

"Father."

"go out!"

The eldest prince trembled, got up helplessly, and left the room with his two younger brothers. Ma Wei also went out, but then went around in circles in the name of going to the bathroom, and sneaked back into the room using the mud shadow magic.

"Winston, who do you think was the one 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, why would they send someone to assassinate Your Majesty in public?"

"I asked you to say names! I didn't ask you to defend them!"

"."

"Say!"

"Second Prince Shukri."

Under Rhodes IV's red-eyed gaze, Winston gritted his teeth and said, "Sending assassins to directly assassinate the king is too stupid. The eldest prince should not be able to do it. It can only be someone who framed it. Among the three princes, , the person who is most likely to do this is the second prince."

"Freya, what do you think?" Rhodes IV looked at the pale Freya.

"Your Majesty, I.I."

"I know you are close to Shukri, but you don't have to hide anything for him. If you have any thoughts, just say it."

"I don't think it was Charles and the others who did it." Freya said, "Didn't you always teach them to value blood ties and not kill each other? Although they are at odds, they haven't reached the point of assassinating the king. Let's talk about it again." "

"What more?"

"Besides, Your Majesty, your health is getting worse day by day. Why did the three princes make such a rebellious act of assassination? What's more, there was a church priest present at the time, and the assassination was impossible!"

Rhodes IV thought about it carefully, and felt a little strange. Even if he was shot in the head, he would not die immediately. As long as the Immortality Domain was opened in time, even if he was shot in the head, he could be saved, unless the head was shot. Made into a paste.
The assassin only fired one shot, and the target was still his chest. No matter how you think about it, the assassination was a failure, unless
"The assassin didn't know there would be a priest present!" Rhode IV thought of a possibility: "The murderer who instigated the assassin is not from the Kingdom of Windsor! It's from other countries!"

"Winston, has the murderer been caught?"

"The manhunt is underway. Both the witcher and the Scotland Yard police are dispatched, and the results will be available soon."

Winston looked at Freya: "This is a private party, the murderer can sneak into the banquet hall, either the guests who received the invitation, or the family members brought by the guests, or the servants of the villa, I suggest counting the number of people , see who is missing."

"Just do it!"

Under the king's order, the police checked the number of guests against the list, and found that all the visiting guests, except Holmes, who was chasing the prisoner, were present and never left.

Eliminating the suspicion of the guests, the target was only the servants of the villa. The housekeeper called all the servants together, called them one by one, and finally found out that...
All the servants are there, not one less, including the new coachman.

The situation suddenly became weird. Where did the murderer come from when there were no more than one less?

Could it be that the murderer swaggered in through the main entrance and pushed open the door of the banquet hall to carry out the assassination?

"Brother. Could it be a member of the Aurora Society?" Levin asked in a low voice, "Could it be that one of them came to assassinate the king in order to help us take London as soon as possible?"

"Impossible." Ma Wei said categorically: "The members of the Aurora Society who came to London are all elites, and they will not disobey orders without authorization."

click!

The door of the banquet hall was pushed open, and a police inspector hurried into the room and came to the king: "Your Majesty, the murderer has set himself on fire!"

"what?!"

"We were about to catch the prisoner, but flames burst out of him, and he turned into a mass of ashes in front of us. Only this gun remained at the scene."

The inspector took out a handkerchief, and when he opened it, there was a revolver covered with scars. After comparing the bullet holes, it was determined 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, there are words written by the Kingdom of Romanov on it."

(End of this chapter)