The discussion on values ​​has come to an end, and the important things to do must be done.

With the reminder of Junlin, the Lunar Eclipse's attitude towards fantasy creatures has greatly improved and solemn promises have been made. Any fantasy creatures who choose to contribute during the next period of time will be regarded as official citizens of the plane. Not only that, there is even freedom to leave the plane - the Lunar Eclipse will personally help open the plane rift and send those who want to leave freely.

This was originally a very difficult thing, but with the support of the gods, no difficulties exist.

This also caused a sudden increase in fantasy creatures who were willing to appear in public.

Unfortunately, Junlin still did not find the target he was looking for, and he didn't know if the other party distrustds it, and regarded it as a scam, or had other ideas.

There is no breakthrough in Fantasy Creatures, but there is a breakthrough in the other direction.

Today Fang Mu came to see Junlin.

"Someone was killed."

He handed a photo to Junlin.

The photo is a girl lying naked on the bed.

Her mouth was cut open, her face was covered with white powder, her eyes were covered with thick black eyeshadow, and a pair of braids were tied around her head, which made her look like Harley Quinn.

Clown girl.

"The clown's handwriting." Jun Lin murmured.

The clown likes to rape and kill women, and every time he kills one, he will paint the other person like a clown girl.

But he doesn't like clown girls!

He hates clown girls. He believes that Margot Robbie's appearance does not conform to his aesthetic taste and is not the image of a clown in his mind, so he rapes and kills women everywhere and then portrays the clown girls in his mind.

This is the routine of clowns, and he will do it like this almost every time he has.

When voters reach a certain level, they often become crazy under years of pressure. This is true for crazy people, and the same is true for clowns.

Even the weirdo is the same.

They have fallen and become stronger because of this. As King Lin said before, the bottom line of morality has been slumping.

And today's case is actually not the first time.

The clown has committed dozens of consecutive crimes during this period.

At this moment, Junlin sighed: "Is Conan there?"

"I've been there with Detective Poirot, but this time he's too late, and the clown probably has left."

"It's okay, let's talk about it." Junlin set off directly.

Arrived in a carriage, and the carriage headed towards the victim area.

Fang Mu sat in the car and looked at Junlin with some confusion.

"What's wrong?" Jun Lin asked.

"I have some problems." Fang Mu said.

"Then let's say it."

Fang Mu thought for a while and said, "I think there is something wrong with our tracking direction now. You are looking for fantasy creatures and want to find the motives of the monster in this way, but it doesn't make sense."

"Why do you say that?"

"Because as you said, they came prepared, they could not put their hope of success in the lunar eclipse plane. They snatched the magic lamp, but that was just by the way, even if there was no magic lamp, there was a way to solve it. All their actions now are just adding bricks and tiles, not fundamental. So we should not pursue what is missing in this plane, but we should check what is too much... They bring their own food and grass."

Junlin smiled: "It makes sense, but it seems that we have no other clues other than that."

"No, there are some." Fang Mu said with certainty: "If the Chaos Demon Prison wants to invade on a large scale, no matter how it is done, it cannot avoid the opening of the plane crack. To open the plane crack under the control of the gods, a lot of preparation is required, and there will definitely be actions."

"Well. It makes sense. Since that's the case, I'll leave it to you." Junlin nodded and said nothing.

Fang Mu was stunned: "Me? How could I be responsible for such a big deal?"

Junlin patted his shoulder: "Don't be so nervous, I believe in you."

Fang Mu could tell the meaning.

He looked at Junlin and said, "Did you do it on purpose? Right? You intentionally let them in and then hunt them down."

Junlin did not tell Fang Mu that he had the intention of indulging invasion, but Fang Mu still judged it from Junlin's abnormal performance and the consistent style of the voters.

"I haven't hidden it from you in the end." Jun Lin sighed: "Yes, I intend to indulge."

Is this true?

Fang Mu sighed in his heart.

No wonder King Lin is so generous.

He doesn't care about success or failure at all, and he even hopes that he will fail.

But...will I be willing?

Looking at Junlin, Fang Mu asked himself.

At that moment, he suddenly felt dissatisfied.

He suddenly thought, what if I really prevented the plane from invading?

What if I could stop it all by myself?

Will King's Landing hate himself?

Maybe, will you kill yourself?

But people should do something and not do anything.

After he understood all this, he would do it silently according to the wishes of King Lin.

Fang Mu asked himself that he couldn't do it.

I can do things for you, but I can't erase my conscience because of this!

He thought.

At that moment, I suddenly made a decision in my heart.

He said nothing and just lowered his head.

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While speaking, I had arrived at the target location.

Get off the bus by Junlin.

This is an ordinary house.

The guards of the Pilgrimage City have surrounded this place.

Inside the house are Detective Conan and Poirot, and in some invisible corner are the Haier brothers.

Seeing Junlin enter, he bowed to him at the same time.

"How is the situation?" Jun Lin asked.

"As you can see, this is not a case that requires detectives." Detective Poirot sighed.

Before Junlin arrived, he and Conan had already watched the scene.

It is not a secret room murder case, there is no need for analysis.

The only conclusion that can be drawn is that this is indeed the work of the clown.

It is also the most meaningless conclusion.

"I'm not here to find a murderer." Jun Lin has entered the house.

When I came to the inner room, I saw the woman on the bed.

He sighed softly, then came to the deceased, and squatted down with Fang Mu and carefully examined.

Poirot and Conan looked at him curiously.

After checking the body, Junlin stood up: "Polo, Conan, and Fang Mu, you are all excellent detectives. Although the environment here, the powerful existence and straightforward style of action make it difficult for your analytical abilities to be useful, I believe that truly smart people will work hard to adapt to the new environment. Even their abilities are still traceable."

Poirot nodded: "I have been studying the abilities you gave us recently."

Conan said: "Without pursuing the murderer's need, what else can be studied?"

Young people are so angry that the most important thing is that the pursuit of famous detectives is to find the murderer rather than catch the murderer.

Chasing is not his job.

"But there is a need to predict their next action in advance." Junlin replied: "Clues are clues, and everyone has their own behavioral habits. If you can find his behavioral habits, you can know where he will appear next time."

Fang Mu smiled, that was exactly what he was good at.

Conan was slightly stunned.

After all, Takamasa Aoyama did not give him the pursuit and ability in this regard.

Seeing Conan's cute look, Jun Lin smiled and said, "Fang Mu, teach him."
Chapter completed!