"This is the entry and exit record left by the guard of Valletta Hospital at that time, proving that His Royal Highness Prince Chris indeed entered it that night. Regardless of whether the former Fool Adventure Group can provide corresponding testimony, we can already confirm the heinous person in front of us. The fact that the criminal was 'on the scene'!"
"But according to Miss Rowling, who is also a night nurse, she did not see His Royal Highness Prince Chris that night, and she did not even hear any sounds on the fifth floor. If His Highness Prince Chris had been to that room, You should at least hear footsteps, right?"
"His Royal Highness Prince Chris is also a warrior! He can easily conceal his footsteps to this level! You are messing around!"
"Of course we don't want to find fault with the evidence you have found, but this contradiction is simply too obvious. What's more, not only His Royal Highness went to the victim's room at that time, but there were even two adventurer guards who followed him... …”
In the besieged central square, Chris's final trial was still going on. The members of the Empire and Principality delegations sitting on the left and right of Freestone were once again engaged in endless debates. The focus of the debate was It also extends from the innocence of guilt at the beginning to every detail of the case. Looking at the scene in front of him expressionlessly, Chris, who was the focus of the trial, seemed to have wandered out of his mind. His absent-minded eyes, which seemed to have no reaction to what was happening in front of him, finally calmed down with a solemn voice from Freestone. He slowly raised his head and said, "Quiet! Mr. Chris."
"You admit that Huo went to that room late at night on March 7th, right?"
"……yes."
"You only admitted that you had been in that room, but you didn't admit that you had committed the crime, right?"
"..."
I don’t know whether it was because of the mental torture caused by the long trial or because the long accusations affected his self-confidence. Chris, who lowered his head, did not categorically defend himself this time. The noise of condemnation and discussion came from all directions. Along with his reaction, echoes appeared around the square, adding a bit of paleness to the prince's face that was hidden in the shadows. The noise from the principality delegation also became louder, accompanied by the increasingly serious face of Speaker Pamir sitting at the front, and a declarative speech suddenly appeared on the right side of the ring seat. Fang, that was the representative of the Free City, who used his raised words to suppress all the noisy voices: "In this way, can we confirm that at the time of the incident, only Prince Chris and Ms. Anweina were there? Two people at the scene?”
"Ms. Anweina is the victim, and Prince Chris is the prisoner - at present we can only come up with this only possibility, right?" Speaking of this, Wu Liushang raised his eyebrows, and a white glow accompanied it. Shining with the armor she wore: "Although Prince Chris himself claimed that he had 'amnesia' and could not remember specific details, this does not prevent us from inferring such a conclusion, that is to say-"
"If there is no new evidence or decisive proof, the 'conclusion' should be like this." Felicton, who was sitting in the center of the venue, also nodded: "The details of the trajectory of His Royal Highness Prince Chris's actions that night cannot be used to overturn the conclusion. The reasons for this conclusion, the testimony of the carriage driver, the footprints left on the corridor, and the torn decorative fragments and fabric jewelry left in the room... All the evidence left in this file will become the basis for this 'conclusion' evidence."
"In other words, we can pronounce the verdict?" Duan Fenglei, as the representative of the adventurers, spread his hands and shrugged: "Strange, didn't you find any clues that were beneficial to Prince Chris during the entire process of investigating the case? ?”
"Of course there are."
Breaking the deadlock of silence on the scene, Princess Reina's voice finally sounded after a while. The imperial princess shrouded in black veil seemed to be laughing, but there was no sense of laughter in the voice. : "As representatives of the Empire, we also requested that the evidence collected by the Principality be strictly inspected. We also conducted inspections on the so-called clothing fragments and remaining accessories collected by them from the scene. Check them one by one."
"Why, Her Royal Highness the Princess still doesn't trust us yet?" The person who answered was an officer wearing a duchy military uniform standing behind Pamir. There was a hint of coldness in the serious face that turned to this side: "Those bags What is stored in it are all the physical evidence collected after we sealed off the scene on March 8th, and there is absolutely no damage during this period! It is impossible for any hands or feet to be tampered with!"
"I'm not questioning the authenticity of these items, I just feel... strange that these things appear there." Princess Reina still straightened her figure, but a pair of strange eyes under the black veil looked through The shackles of space came over: "Just like the Krief for breakfast is sprinkled with salt and pepper, and the dress for the palace banquet is covered with ribbons. Although it looks normal, there is always a sense of disharmony."
"What a strange metaphor, but...well, I seem to understand what Your Highness means." Felicton once again raised the information in his hand: "Which piece of evidence does Your Highness think is problematic? Can you be more specific? "
"For example, this sash." Pointing to a page among the countless documents placed in front of Ferriston, Princess Reina's voice had a hint of doubt: "This is obviously the royal costume belonging to our Frey Empire. The indispensable sash is part of the uniform decoration of royal members, how was it left at the scene?”
"There were many similar things left at the scene. Some belonged to the victim, and some belonged to the prince." The officer who spoke was still the officer standing behind Pamir: "This is not easy to explain? An... the victim must not She will bear this insult obediently, and she will definitely rise up to resist, and the remnants of clothing on both sides must be from that time!"
"From the perspective of you laymen, this situation may be very reasonable." Not dissatisfied by the other party's thick and cold rebuttal, Princess Reina's voice became more playful: "But in my opinion Come on...hehe, this style of ribbon should be decorated on the outer part of the trouser leg of the breeches, on the midline between the knee and the trouser leg. This part-"
"It doesn't seem like a part that would be affected by a 'fight', right?"
"Quiet! Quiet everyone!"
The slightly sarcastic words made the atmosphere at the scene stagnant for a moment, followed by the noise of the surrounding crowd and the stern-faced rebuke of the principality officer: "You are arrogant, Imperial people! Why can't it be affected?" To that place? Anything can happen in a fight!"
"Okay, what about this medal?" Princess Reina did not over-promote the other party's strong words, but immediately dropped more bombshells: "This medal is more familiar to me, because that It was a royal medal that was awarded to my dear brother by his father himself when he came of age at the age of eighteen, in recognition of his outstanding performance on the battlefield in the southern part of the empire at a young age. It was later cherished by him. And the important place was hidden close to me and never left me." "But now it fell on the spot and was 'lost' from my poor brother's chest." Princess Reina's tone was full of sarcasm. : "Since the Speaker's wife was at a disadvantage in this fight, how did she knock this medal off the arms of a royal noble of the empire, the future successor of the empire, and a powerful warrior?"
"This, this..."
In the scene where the officer was speechless for a moment, the noise from around the square reached its peak. Feriston's solemn voice did not dissipate for a long time. It was not until Pamir beside him slowly spoke that the noise was almost riotous. The sound gradually stopped: "Your Highness, the Princess, is saying that your prince was framed by us, and that these so-called relics from the scene were forcibly torn from his body and placed there by us afterwards?"
"No, I didn't say that." Princess Reina shook her head: "But if these evidences are so contradictory under my eyes, it can at least prove that there was no fight at all that night, no? What?"
"The fragments of clothing may not necessarily be caused by a fight. It is also possible that His Royal Highness the Prince threw them there on his own initiative - this is a possibility we have discussed before." Pamir shook his head slowly but firmly: "Her Royal Highness the Princess explained. The origin of the medal only reduces this possibility. Maybe His Royal Highness Prince Chris was drunk, so he didn't notice his 'loss'?"
"Ah, speaking of this, I suddenly remembered something." As if being reminded of something by the other party, Princess Reina suddenly turned her gaze in another direction: "Landnar, the one I asked you to investigate before What happened now?"
"Report to Your Highness the Princess."
The clear voice echoed in everyone's ears along with the movement of the huge figure. A tall figure standing in the crowd of the imperial delegation then walked out: "We have completed the investigation of Lubinburg. What happened that night?" The bartender was a well-known bartender who was invited, his name was Gonk Charlemagne. We found his residence, but not him. According to the neighbors, this bartender had been there for a long time. He hasn’t been seen again, I don’t know if he moved away or if he went somewhere far away.”
"Have those neighbors said when he disappeared?" Princess Reina asked.
"About three months ago." The tall figure known as Randall clasped his fists and saluted, and his voice rumbled in the surrounding air: "That is, not long after the incident with the prince happened."
"That's it."
Amid the roar of the crowd that reignited all around, Princess Lena used standard etiquette and leaned in the direction of Freestone and said: "We suspect that there was something wrong with the wine presented to Chris that night, but this clue seems to have been It was cut off artificially.”
"Hmm... the situation seems to be getting more and more suspicious." Feriston, who read the information carefully while holding his glasses, frowned: "Please continue to explain your claim, Her Royal Highness Princess Reina."
"My unlucky little brother may not only be in a drunken state, he may very well have been poisoned." Princess Reina said her conjecture nonchalantly: "Or it could be said that he was poisoned by someone." The element of 'adding to the fun' is one of the key steps in deliberate murder."
"If everything is a deliberate conspiracy, then everything that happened that night will be overturned." However, Ferriston shook his head: "The breakdown of the carriage, the injury of His Royal Highness, the advice of the guards, and then that night The arrangements at Valletta Hospital – was this all done deliberately by the Principality? This is really ridiculous.”
"That's right! Why are we doing this?" A young congressman standing behind Pamir shouted indignantly: "Are we spending so much time just to give our beloved Ms. Anweina such a nightmare? ?”
"I heard that my incompetent brother caused a lot of trouble during Tanya's mission." Princess Reina replied in a calm voice: "As the royal heir of the empire, Chris is indeed infected with evil. He has few bad habits, and his temper and character are completely inconsistent with a future ruler of the empire. The trouble he caused during his mission to the principality was well within the expectations of His Majesty and I."
"The people of the principality want to take the opportunity to frame the prince of the empire and put the blame on the empire to teach you a profound lesson - is this what Her Royal Highness the Princess wants to say?" A member of the delegation from the principality The old man shook his head and spoke. It was Mr. Fordson who had always been the representative of the old school in the parliament: "Hehehe, I have to say, this is indeed a good reason, a reason enough to provoke a war."
"The Principality has never wanted to start a war."
Amid the renewed commotion, Pamir raised his hand with a serious face: "The principality has been in a state of internal and external troubles, and there is absolutely no way it would do such a thing for such a ridiculous reason! Please take back your useless words. Ridiculous speculation, Her Royal Highness the Princess!"
"Well, this is really just my personal guess, without any evidence to support it." Princess Reina bowed again, and the black veil kept vibrating as she breathed slightly: "But about my lovely I have another direction to prove the 'possibility' that my brother was bewitched."
"Bewitched?" Ferriston showed a surprised look: "Does it mean being under mind control? Or is it the so-called 'poisonous wine' before?"
"After inspection by the Council of Mages, the possibility of Chris being affected by mind control magic has been ruled out, but the possibility of poisonous wine - or potion - has not been completely ruled out." Princess Reina relaxed Own voice: "In this regard -"
"I'm asking for clarification from another more professional person."
She turned her gaze aside, focusing her inquiring eyes and the gazes of countless onlookers on the figure of Whispering Liushang.
Some people died, but not completely...
