The road ahead was completely blocked.
The car stopped by the roadside.
A parade of nearly 100 people came towards us.
This parade was very strange. There was no Maka people, all of them were foreigners.
They held colorful flags and shouted various slogans while moving forward.
"Support the Equality Act!"
"No war, peace!"
"The Fifth Prince is the Chosen Emperor, the First Prince abdicates!"
"Abdicate! Abdicate! Abdicate!"
"..."
The pedestrians on the street retreated to the sides of the road or roadside shops to watch the excitement.
A shrill whistle suddenly sounded.
Behind the car, a team of fully armed guards marched in neat steps.
Facing the cold spears, the parade did not retreat at all, and continued to shout slogans and move forward.
"Line up!"
The leading commander of the imperial guards gave an order, and the soldiers raised their spears one after another.
"Charge!"
After a pause of more than ten seconds, seeing that the team had not dispersed, the commander gave another order.
The imperial guards rushed into the parade in an instant, and the team was dispersed in an instant, and the ground was stained with blood.
Although most of the team were warriors, they had no power to fight back in front of professional soldiers.
When the imperial guards saw the royal car, several soldiers deliberately guarded around it.
Ten minutes later, everything calmed down, and only more than 20 bodies were left on the street.
It took the soldiers only a few minutes to take the bodies away.
Only the pools of blood on the ground proved what had happened here.
The driver restarted the car and said to Qin Ze who was sitting in the back: "My lord, I'm frightened."
"You live in the next block, we'll be there soon."
Looking at the lively streets again, Qin Ze asked: "Does this kind of parade happen often?"
The driver replied: "It was only occasionally before, but since the death of the previous emperor, these foreign races have become more and more rampant."
"Rebellion under the pretext of so-called equality is a joke."
"If we hadn't taken them in back then, these dogs would have become the nourishment of the abyss long ago, a bunch of ungrateful bastards."
Qin Ze frowned.
The chaos within the Maca Empire is more serious than he had expected.
It can be said that the Maca people have suffered as much backlash as they have received from the "Vagabond Shelter Act" before.
The conflict between the unassimilated foreign races and the native race has now completely erupted.
"My lord, we're here."
"I'll pick you up to the palace at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning."
The driver parked the car downstairs of the hotel and opened the door for Qin Ze.
"Thank you."
After saying thank you, Qin Ze entered the hotel.
The Fifth Prince had made arrangements in advance, and someone had already come to greet him in the hotel, and arranged the top-level penthouse suite for Qin Ze directly.
The King of Dharma smacked his lips: "Xiao Wu is a good person, and he can get along with him."
Qianmian couldn't wait to ask: "Master Qin, when will you let us go out for a walk?"
Qin Ze stood by the French window, looking at the bustling pedestrians on the street.
"Someone is watching in secret."
After leaving the palace, Qin Ze found someone following him, otherwise he would have dispersed his clones on the road.
Although the other party was very careful, he was still discovered by him.
Qin Ze's current mental power is comparable to that of a high-level warrior.
Unless they are warriors of level eight or nine, others cannot escape Qin Ze's mental power detection.
"Fifth Prince, or the eldest prince?"
Qin Ze did not draw the curtains, but walked into the bathroom openly.
After turning on the shower, he entered the shelter and left the hotel through the bathroom window.
After changing his face, Qin Ze began to stroll around the city.
Like a hen, he laid a few "eggs" wherever he went.
Soon all the eyes were plugged out.
After doing all this, Qin Ze returned to the bathroom.
He slightly wet his hair and looked like he had just taken a shower.
Compared to Qin Ze who was lying on the bed pretending to be dead, the clones who were released were so excited.
"It's so beautiful, Royal Capital!"
"Knock! There's a beast-eared girl! I love the Asylum Act so much!"
"Is the mermaid with a fish head and a human body okay?"
"Not bad, unlike the human head and fish body, which can only be seen."
"To be honest, the alien species I encountered today are more than what I have seen in books in the past."
"..."
The clones were outside collecting information, and Qin Ze thought about the current situation.
The fifth prince in the palace is not as innocent as he seems. His thoughts are probably controlled by him.
As Brother Yuanzi said before, the chaos of the Maka tribe is most likely caused by Ying.
Is the fifth prince the Ying?
But is the fifth prince in the palace really a fake?
Judging from his appearance, the fifth prince in the palace is obviously more like a mixed-race.
, Zhan Li was wanted nationwide, and his portrait was spread all over the streets.
When he was in Torch City, he always covered his face.
If Zhan Li was the real prince, how could he be wanted?
At first, Qin Ze thought that the pretender in the palace would look the same as Zhan Li, but the reality was not the case.
The face was different, how did he pretend?
Qin Ze thought of the idea that he was silently controlled.
If this was the ability of the fifth prince in the palace, under the premise that Zhan Li was the real prince, the fifth prince in the palace used his ability to secretly change everyone's ideas, making everyone think that he was the fifth prince.
But there must be many masters in the palace, and there are even ninth-level warriors.
He couldn't even control the thoughts of the ninth-level warriors, otherwise he would be a demigod?
In this case, how did he make the eldest prince Xuan Ling believe in his identity as the fifth prince?
Unless, he is the real fifth prince.
But Zhan Li's unlucky appearance doesn't seem fake.
At that time, Qin Ze interrogated the other party as the head of the circus, so he didn't need to lie.
Qin Ze took out the prince's token that Zhan Li gave him, which was exactly the same as the one in the invitation letter.
"Alas~"
"There is still too little known information."
Connecting the existing information, Qin Ze is more inclined to believe that Zhan Li, who has been with him all the way, is the real prince.
As for why the person in the palace must replace Zhan Li, instead of the eldest prince or other princes?
At present, there is a key link missing to connect all this.
Qin Ze hopes that the clones can gain something before he goes to the palace tomorrow.
In the evening, the waiter brought a small cart of dinner.
"There is no curfew in the capital at night. If you are bored, you can go out for a walk."
Qin Ze said lightly: "Let's do it another day."
The waiter nodded: "Enjoy your meal, sir. If you have anything, you can contact the front desk through the bedside line."
After the waiter left, Qin Ze threw half of the food into the storage ring and pretended that he had eaten it.
On the one hand, he really had no interest in the food of the Maca tribe.
On the other hand, who knows if anyone has poisoned it.
"Don't be lazy, do something useful, I'm going to sleep first."
After urging the clone, Qin Ze lay down on the bed.
It was still early, so he opened the chat group to prepare for a water meeting.
Suddenly, there was a commotion outside the window.
Qin Ze got up and opened the window, and saw people outside screaming and running around, and thick smoke rising downstairs.
Fire?