usatvline Chapter 1929 - 472: Replaced and Letting Go
Chapter 1929 - 472: Replaced and Letting Go
Why hasn’t he woken up when the sedation should have worn off long ago?
Simon sensed something was wrong and pushed the door open, striding inside.
The man’s face was covered by the blanket, only the tip of his head showing. Simon called out: "Prince?"
But there was no response for a long time.
He lifted a corner of the blanket, revealing the man’s blue-white stiff face.
Simon shakily extended his hand, feeling under the nose...
God...
Simon’s eyes widened, suddenly stepping back, nearly falling on the floor.
"Prince..." he shouted loudly, yelling out the door: "Doctor, doctor..."
Several doctors quickly came over upon hearing the news, examined the body, and said helplessly: "He’s already dead..."
Simon gritted his teeth, "How can this be? The prince was fine before, how could he die? Was it you? Did you kill him?"
The doctors exchanged glances, and finally a somewhat older male doctor stepped forward and said: "Please calm down, we don’t want to see this happening either; we have to call the police now."
The police quickly arrived at the scene, led by a white officer named Husi. Since the deceased is Prince Lais, the matter affects diplomatic relations between two countries and must be handled cautiously. He first sent someone to seal the ward, strictly prohibiting anyone from entering or exiting, then took anyone who had come in contact with the prince from the time of the incident back for interrogation.
The coroner soon came and performed an autopsy on Prince Agunara, ultimately concluding that the prince died between midnight and one last night, suffocated by covering mouth and nose, the killer was very careful, leaving no clues at the scene.
"It’s Lorde, he must be the one who killed our prince." Simon said coldly.
Husi raised an eyebrow: "Young Master Lorde?"
"That’s right, it’s him. The night before he had a physical altercation with the prince, surely harbored resentment and sought revenge against our prince. Who else could it be, only he has the motive."
This does make Young Master Lorde the prime suspect, but given his status, Husi didn’t dare directly apprehend him. Just then, Butler Ziyu arrived, the Queen wants to see him.
On the way, Husi considered what to say upon meeting the Queen, why the Queen wanted to see him. As he entered the palace, a symbol of authority and position, the grandeur surpassed anything he had ever seen, on those far steps stood a graceful silhouette.
He dared not look any further, immediately kneeling on the ground, reverently said: "I pay my respects to Your Majesty."
"Rise." A gentle voice like a breeze through the ears, with lingering resonance.
Husi stood up, scarcely daring to raise his head.
"Prince Agunara’s unexpected death in our country places unavoidable responsibility upon us. We must ascertain the cause of the prince’s death and provide an explanation to King Lais, otherwise diplomatic relations between the two nations may change."
"Husi, I am well aware of your abilities, do not disappoint me."
Husi immediately bowed his head, "Yes."
The word "unexpected" already indicated the outcome of this case.
Leaving the palace, Husi touched his back, unknowingly drenched in cold sweat, the wind making him shiver...
He understood the Queen’s implication, neither side is easy to deal with, but Sangque must not be offended, which complicates things...
Simon was relentless, and King Lais fainted upon hearing the bad news, losing two beloved sons in a short time, leaving the old king shedding tears profusely.
Gunara was still flaunting before the Queen, her son was soon to marry the Princess and soon be declared the Crown Prince by the King. Then as mother of the Crown Prince, she would be the most prestigious woman in the country. A childless old Queen could only spend her twilight years in solitude; if Gunara was pleased, she might allow her to live comfortably, otherwise... heh!
The Queen knelt before the Buddha’s statue, her face serene, seemingly deaf to the noisy voice.
Gunara, seeing her indifferent demeanor, snorted coldly: "Just you wait."
At this moment, someone stumbled in, cried out and fell at Gunara’s feet. Gunara kicked him, coldly said: "Why are you crying, what’s the matter?"
"Prince... Prince..." the newcomer sobbed.
Gunara immediately asked joyfully: "Has the prince returned?" She then glanced smugly at the Queen, seeing the Queen still in her quiet demeanor, she couldn’t help but pout in disinterest.
"The prince is dead!"
Gunara thought she misheard, "What did you say?"
"The prince is dead, the news just came, he was murdered last night, the King fainted upon hearing the terrible news."