The Supreme Prosecutor of the Tang Dynasty

Seeing the food and wine being thrown everywhere in the cell, Songtsan Gambo felt a little distressed. Such a good thing was wasted!

The prison of the Inspection Department was good everywhere, but there was no freedom and no good food and wine. This made Songtsen Gampo very sad. He felt that his life should not be like this.

Now Chen Qiu finally brought the wine and food to him. After a few bites, all the food fell to the ground. Songtsen Gampo felt very sad. He looked at the inspector and asked:"Brother, can you give me another one?" Is that so? I'm a little hungry."

The inspection guard looked at Songtsen Gampo as if he was mentally retarded.

Do you know that food is precious but still waste it?

What a retard!

Although I had a very bad impression of Songtsen Gampo in my heart, I still responded to Songtsen Gampo strictly:"The Inspection Department has the rules of the Inspection Department. All meals are distributed according to standards. No one can do anything special. There's no special reason."

To put it bluntly, I won't give it to you.

Songtsen Gampo couldn't help but be stunned:"Then why can Chen Qiu be brought in? Young man, aren't you trying to be special?"

"Specialization?"

The inspection guard smiled, Ma Maipi, this guy has learned quite a lot of words from Chen Qiu, and he also knows what specialization is. Is

Chen Qiu the same as others?

That's Chen Qiu, not someone else, doing the inspection Secretary, Chen Qiu itself represents a special existence.

The inspector did not want to talk to Songtsan Gampo anymore and ordered him to clean his cell. As for getting him a meal and wine, he just chose to forget it. He didn't take it to heart at all.

As the inspector left, Songtsan Gampo gradually calmed down. He didn't really want to ask for a meal or drink here, but he really didn't know what to say or what language to use. To cover up his inner panic. So he just found a reason to chat with the inspection guard. Whether the other party agreed or not, it had no impact on Songtsan Gampo.

At this time, Songtsan Gampo only had to act in accordance with the order. , otherwise it would really be a failure. Wouldn't he act according to the order?

Songtsen Gampo knew that the possibility was slim.

Chen Qiu came to him for a drink in the morning, and what he said completely hid Songtsen Gampo's feelings in his heart. Xiao Jiujiu told it, and the follow-up plan was exactly as Chen Qiu speculated. He was put into a cell, cleared of the suspicion of murder, and then assassinated again one month before Li Yuan's birthday party, and all the suspects were removed. Then take this opportunity and maybe get a quota for the country without conquest.

As for who will take the blame in the end, Songtsan Gampo didn't think about it, nor did he care about it, as long as Tubo could get enough benefits from this trip to the Tang Dynasty.

After tidying up everything in the cell, Songtsan Gampo lay on the mattress with his muscles tense. At this time, he felt that his body had no consciousness at all, and only his brain was spinning slowly under the weight. This time,

Songtsan Gampo's heart He has sunk to the bottom, and he no longer has the calmness and calmness he had after entering the cell. He has already realized that something is wrong, and now he only regrets it.

If no action is taken next, maybe his suspicion can be cleared, right?

At that time How did you make such a decision to choose to take action in Chang'an?

It seems that you made the decision after the marriage was over. I was still complacent about this decision at the time, but I didn't expect that Chen Qiu's ability to solve crimes was so strong and he was so relaxed and content. Then they found out who the real murderer was.

Next, never, never take any more action!

No one in Songtsen Gampo’s inner monologue could understand it, not even the Tibetan envoys. Does anyone know what he is thinking?

Not to mention what the people who are inspecting Songtsen Gampo in the cell are thinking. Outside, Chen Qiu has already conducted surveillance on the Tibetan envoys, and there are no blind spots at 360 degrees. Under surveillance, Chen Qiu must know when everyone in the Tibetan mission gets up, when they rest, when they eat, and what they usually do.

Chang'an is the headquarters of the Inspection Department. These twelve hours, Three-hundred-sixty-degree surveillance requires a lot of manpower and material resources, but Chen Qiu can afford to wait and spend it, and he is convinced that the people from the Tibetan mission will continue to choose to take action as he expected.

Time passed day by day, and Li Yuan's birthday banquet was getting closer and closer. Li Er also sent people over from time to time to inquire about the progress of solving the case. Li Yuan's birthday banquet was approaching, and Li Er couldn't wait any longer.

For no other reason, Li Er was worried that Chen Qiu was going to cause trouble. When the time came, the case would get bigger and it would be difficult to end it.

Chen Qiu did not go to see Li Er. He just asked the person who came to inquire to go back and tell Li Er that he knew what to do. The battle between masters is who has better patience.

After waiting for about three to five days, Chen Qiu finally learned something from the Tibetan envoys. The Tibetan envoys were going to the palace to meet the saint.

Not to see Li Er, but to see the Supreme Emperor. _To read the underlined version of the novel, please download the Feilu Novel APP!