Chapter 459

"Are you kidding me?" cicada Chenchen roared, took out a short gun and pointed to the chief manager: "if you can't find the holy sword here, go down honestly!"

"Anyway, the news of chahuan's death hasn't come yet. You don't have to be in such a hurry."

The chief executive, like teasing a child, comforted, "we still have a lot of time."

"Don't blame me for being perfunctory. Who told you to interrupt me? How can you understand the consequences if I don't explain the causes? You can sit in a position first and look for the holy sword is not a moment and a half."

Cicada dust frowned slightly. After thinking for a moment, he really put away the short gun and sat down in a pile of books. There was only one chair on the whole seventh floor. Yue Yu went directly behind the desk and sat in the headmaster's position.

The iron faced man still stood straight in the open space. When Yue Yu passed by, he didn't hear his breath and heartbeat, as if he was dead.

"Where did I just say... Yes, Gaozu and his three brothers." the chief manager said slowly: "in fact, inspector cicada, you haven't noticed the particularity here. It really surprised me. I think I've made it very obvious."

The cicada dust was stunned. Her young face was full of confusion. On the contrary, Yue Yu thought and said, "in other words, Gaozu was a total of four brothers?"

"The four brothers... The four magic weapons!?" Li nudun responded: "each of the four brothers of Gaozu has a magic weapon of the same level as the holy sword!?"

Dong!

The whole Baijin pagoda shook for some reason, and I don't know where it was attacked. The chief steward glanced at the floor and continued, "who can understand what happened two thousand years ago? Anyway, it is always said that there are four absolute soldiers. However, in addition to the glory of the holy sword, do you know other information about absolute soldiers?"

Cicada Chenchen's eyes twinkled: "even if I don't know, it may be because I'm not high enough... But what does what you say have to do with the platinum pagoda?"

"It's almost time to talk. Don't worry." the chief manager smiled: "although the reputation of the holy sword has been sung for thousands of years, who has touched the holy sword except the royal family?"

"If it is said that non Ming's blood can't hold the holy sword, it's useless for outsiders to get the holy sword, but it seems that it hasn't happened that outsiders hold the holy sword in history? Have you ever heard of rebels seizing the holy sword? Have you ever heard of rebels holding the holy sword to order the world? Have you ever heard of a place like 'sword hiding room' in the imperial court?"

"Does the holy sword really exist?"

Cicada Chenchen sneered, "do you want to say that the glory of the holy sword is a lie and doesn't exist at all?"

"That's a good question, but I don't mean that." the chief manager said with a smile: "the glory of the holy sword does exist. Historical data can't be refuted. The emperor took charge of the holy sword to suppress thousands of troops more than once... But does the glory of the Holy sword exist in a way that we can touch?"

The beaver Nu narrowed his eyes. He didn't cover up his ignorance this time and said frankly, "I don't understand?"

"Do you think there are fewer rebellious subjects and thieves like us in all dynasties?" said the chief manager: "Anyone who covets the supreme power will certainly find a way to solve the glory of the holy sword first. However, for 2000 years, let alone seizing the glory of the holy sword, there is no one who has successfully stolen the holy sword! There is no unofficial history! The royal family will cut off the inheritance only when the emperor dies without heirs. There has never been a situation that the holy sword cannot be inherited when it is stolen!"

"Thanks to the careerists of the past who paved the way for us, we can at least draw a conclusion --"

"The glory of the holy sword does not exist in reality, but only appears when the holder needs it. The evidence is that in many records, the emperor uses the holy sword with one move with his bare hands. There is no such operation as pulling out the sword. At least it exists in the emperor's body and can't be touched by others."

The glory of the holy sword does not exist in reality!

At the first hearing of this ridiculous conjecture, cicada Chenchen subconsciously didn't want to believe it. However, he couldn't say a retort at all. Not only did the chief manager say it was reasonable, but also because the beaver slave had bribed the imperial court attendants to look for the glory of the holy sword, but no one had heard of the trace of the glory of the holy sword.

In fact, any organization and any system are perfect, but the executor will inevitably have loopholes. If the holy sword shines, it will be guarded, transported, guarded, and held by cicada dust. If you don't believe it, no wind will come out.

This is common sense.

If you violate common sense, it is not common sense but reality that is wrong.

With the conclusion that the holy sword does not exist, all doubts have been answered.

"... then what are you doing in the platinum pagoda?" cicada Chenchen stood up and said, "since the holy sword doesn't exist, what are you looking for?"

"Inspector cicada, if you can, you should first go to the elementary school and revise your grammar. With your appearance, other teachers and students must be happy to teach you." the chief manager said: "the holy sword does not exist, but exists anywhere, but only the holder can summon it."

"Then, after the death of the holder, where is the glory of the holy sword easier to be summoned?"

"Although it's not for any reason, it should be the imperial court no matter what you think?" the music language that has been listening to finally asked, "why the platinum pagoda?"

"You should ask the sword bearer, not me." the chief manager shook his head: "why should we choose the imperial court instead of the imperial court to find the sword? Does he think there are not enough royal members to die?"

"However, we are not without speculation, but we can't tell you this..."

"Say so much," the cicada dust interrupted, "how do you want to summon the radiance of the holy sword? Why do you have to come to the seventh floor of the platinum tower?"

At this time, the chief manager suddenly raised his head and looked at the skylight: "the time is almost over."

Boom.

There was silence around, but everyone heard something exploding at the top of the tower. The invisible ripples spread, and the music language immediately made his ice blood boil.

"Only on the seventh floor of the platinum tower can the president arouse the spiritual sea of the imperial court. Only the absolute weapon can touch another absolute weapon."

The chief manager closed the chronicle of Gaozu and stuffed the book back into the bookshelf: "why should I say so much? Because I'm just a scout, a mark and an antenna... Now, the president has controlled the spiritual sea of the imperial court. You can summon the holy sword by adding the holy sword mark of the scabbard."

He looked at the direction of the mechanism ladder: "why haven't you come up with the broken hand of Qin Leyin? Inspector cicada, there's no need to wait for the death of chahuan? No. 2, you go down -"

"Don't bother."

Yue Yu leaned against the chair, gently took off his hair net and white wig, and calmly said, "I am Qin Yueyin."

The chief manager turned to look at him, and his face showed a strange smile: "I said that Qin Leyin didn't look like a obedient person. However, this seems to be a very common plot. We worked hard to reach the end. As a result, our comrades in arms suddenly sat in the position of villains and became the last enemy as soon as they shook their body... You deceived my feelings. Should you say something?"

Yue Yu thought for a moment and said:

"Thank you for taking me home."