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Chapter 15 The Unlucky Varian

Rasputin's death shocked the entire Livagia Palace, and Nicholas II ordered that the case must be solved in the shortest time.

In the Tsar's office hall, Nikola kept paced with a pale face. As the gate opened, Major General Yakov, who was responsible for the protection of the palace, and Walianjing, the director of the police bureau in Yuri City, quickly walked to the Tsar, "Your Majesty, I Walianjing, I wish you goodbye." "Your Majesty, I wish you goodbye!"

"Food bucket!" Nikola shouted without any image, "The dignified divine lamp holder, the first-rank master of the empire, the wizard Rasputin was actually shot dead. Yakov, how did you guard it? Didn't you even notice the wizard left the palace?"

"Your Majesty, please calm down." Yakov said tremblingly, "Actually, I wanted to send soldiers to accompany the mage out of the palace, but the mage refused."

"Pig head!" Nicholas angrily interrupted the Major General's defense, "Don't you send someone to secretly protect the mage? If the mage doesn't agree, you won't use your brain?" "Also, Mr. Varianjing, what do you do as the police chief? Such a bad shooting happened in the area under your jurisdiction during the day! I'll give you 3 days. If there is no result, you are ready to go to Siberia to log wood!"

"Yes! Your Highness" Director Walianjing's heart was cold.

So, Director Varianjing, who returned to Yuri City, quickly formed a special team and issued a death order: If the case cannot be solved within 3 days, get out of here!

There is pressure and motivation. The police officers who are usually inefficient in work are like chicken blood, devoted themselves to their work. In less than half a day, they arrested the suspect - Mayor Varian.

In the interrogation room, Varian learned of his crime: because his wife had an affair with someone, he hired the murderer to murder his wife and lover.

"I want to hire a lawyer!" Varian shouted.

"Mr. Varian, you have two choices now, one is to draw a plagiarism, and the other is," the policeman said, taking out a whip and a steel brush, "I have to force you to draw a plagiarism."

"You?" Varian immediately softened, still unwilling to accept his wish, "You are forcing confession, I will not admit this false charge! I want to see my lawyer!"

"Hmph! That's sorry." The police winked at the thug behind him. The two thugs held Varian and dragged him out.

The next day, a report was placed at Varianjin's desk. After reading the report, Varianjin finally felt relieved: the criminal Varian has been sentenced to death and is now waiting for trial in court.

The judicial authorities in Yuri City also started to operate efficiently. On the third day, the court secretly tried the murder of Rasputin: Varian was sentenced to hang. That night, Director Varian came to Livagia Palace with the case files and court records and reported the case to Nikola.

Nikola frowned and read the report, raised her head to signal Varenkin to retreat. Rasputin was dead, Nikola felt a little excited because the man was too close to the queen, and there was always rumors; but what worried Nikola was that his beloved son Alexei, who did not have Rasputin's mysterious medical skills and the prince's illness

After learning about Rasputin's death, Queen Alexandra was stunned for a moment and then cried for a long time. Although Alexey has temporarily recovered from health, what can I do? Who can treat the crown prince's illness in the future? Just when the queen was confused, Evgeny, the "detection officer" who had nothing to do for a long time, asked to meet her.

"Good afternoon, Your Majesty Queen. Please allow me to recommend to you a nun, a lady who is not weaker than the late wizard Rasputin - Galina." After Evgeny said that, he turned around and showed Galina behind him to the queen.

"See Your Majesty the Queen!" Galina gave a very neat salute.

But the queen is in a bad mood now and said impatiently, "What are your abilities?"

Galina's expression did not change at all, and her tone was still dull. "I made a prediction a few days ago: Master Rasputin will die this month. Isn't it fulfilled now?"

"What?" the queen was shocked, full of disbelief. "How do you prove that there are other people present? If you lied to me, you should know what hanging is!"

"Of course there are witnesses, the noble Grand Duke Annastasia, Nikolayevna, and Romanova are my witnesses. If your Majesty doesn't believe it, you can ask her."

"Anna?" The queen hurriedly called her maid and called her little daughter over to her

"Anna, my dear, do you know her?" the queen pointed at Galina.

“See.”

Next, Anna and Galina played a double act, forcing the queen to believe Galina's amazing prophecy. After learning that Galina was medical, the queen was even happier and couldn't help but comfort herself: God did not abandon Russia, nor did Alexei, and without the saint Rasputin, he sent another saint. Thinking of this, the palace immediately announced that he would grant Galina the title of "Tsar's Divine Lamp" to Galina, and at the same time reward her with many land and courtyards.

"You did a good job. This is a special medicine for treating hemophilia. You can keep it. In the future, when the crown prince becomes ill, you can just feed him a little, save some use." Anna gave Galina a small glass bottle, which contained red liquid.

"Yes, Your Highness." Galina carefully put away the medicine and bent down again. "Then I'll take it back."

"Yeah. By the way, I remind you again to keep the secret, otherwise do your two sisters understand?"

"I understand, Your Highness."

Looking at the back of Galina leaving, Anna smiled: This woman is not a rioter, she was just implicated because of her father's promotion of free thoughts. She herself is just an ordinary girl. She has been in college for two years and is considered half an intellectual. She is useless and a scholar. Such a student girl is best controlled.

On August 15, after nearly half a month, Tokarev came to the Livagia Palace in the Black Sea. Looking at the gorgeous and solemn palace, Tokarev, a young man, was like Liu Laolao entering the Grand View Garden, looking around: blooming flowers and plants, tall palace walls, serious guards, and beautiful palace ladies in gorgeous clothes.

"Hey! We're here." The accompanying soldiers stopped in front of a reception room, "You go in."

"Oh!" Tokarev hadn't figured out what was going on, and he was inexplicably taken to the palace. Is His Majesty the Emperor going to meet me? He pushed open the door and Tokarev walked in gently.

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