Fang Mu walked over and looked at the corpse on the bed and said, "The deceased's vocal cords tear apart, which shows that she experienced painful struggles and shouts during her lifetime, but except for her face, there were no signs of injuries or forced signs on her body."

Conan's interface: "The broken nail means that there is an attack on the opponent, but it has no effect... She can't even tear his skin."

Poirot also said, "But the voice came out, and the others heard it. They knocked on the door desperately, but they just couldn't open it."

Fang Mu said: "Because he is enjoying... the other party's pain brings him the ultimate pleasure. This is a very obvious psychopath, but unlike madness, he is very sober and he knows what he is doing."

As he said that, he looked at the window.

Fang Mu murmured: "The window is open, he jumped into the window. There are obvious friction marks on the window."

Conan said: "With his ability, he didn't have to be so troublesome. He was deliberately doing this to make the dead even more afraid."

"That's right!" Fang Mu looked at the light above his head: "The light is on, and it's still bright when something happens, so there's no need to turn on the light. He likes to do this in a good situation to make evil more sunny?"

"No, it's to make the opponent see himself more clearly." Jun Lin said.

There is someone across the window.

The other party must have been frightened.

Detective Poirot sighed: "He is provoking."

"That's right." Junlin sneered in the corner of his mouth: "Provoke me."

Fang Mu was shocked, and he turned around and looked outside, saying, "He must be looking at this place!"

"Not outside." Jun Lin said.

As the words fell, the female corpse suddenly opened her eyes.

This action scared Poirot and Conan to take a step back at the same time, and Fang Mu evolved, not too surprised.

When he saw the female corpse, he smiled strangely: "Junlin, do you like the gift I gave you?"

Jun Lin turned his head and said, "Gift? Then I have to say, you are not very good at giving gifts."

"The withered flower of life is the most beautiful! You don't know how to appreciate it." The female corpse laughed loudly.

"Are you from the island country? You're so second-class?" Jun Lin asked.

Conan frowned in dissatisfaction and hugged his arms.

The female corpse's face suddenly sank: "Do you think that winning over the gods and fantasy creatures can stop us? The great monster is resourceful, and his plan cannot be solved by you!"

"Stronger than the first destiny!"

"The first destiny... Oh, that's such an annoying guy. He's good at conspiracy, but he's not good at acting. And we have not only wisdom, but also the power of action."

"If you are here to threaten me, there is no need for that."

"I'm here to give you a chance! King's Landing, you don't have to go against us. We are all voters and should unite. If you are willing to stand on our side, we are willing to pay you enough benefits."

"You can't give me what I want." Junlin replied.

"It's just now, it's okay, we're not in a hurry." The female corpse said, raising a hand, then took out a box from her mouth, and handed it to Junlin: "This is a communicator, and you can use it to contact us."

King's Landing looked at Poirot and the others: "I guess you didn't find this before."

Poirot smiled bitterly.

Junlin took out a handkerchief, took the communicator, carefully wiped off the mucus on it, and said, "Please don't hide things in such a disgusting way in the future, okay?"

The female corpse laughed, then turned her eyes and fell down like that.

"I walked quite fast." Junlin put away the communicator and asked Fang Mu: "Do you find anything else?"

Fang Mu shook his head: "Not yet, I will tell you if you find out."

"Okay." Junlin didn't say anything more and left directly.

Watching Jun Lin leave, Conan said: "So, we couldn't predict the opponent's next goal, right?"

"No." Fang Mu replied: "I already know something."

"What?" Conan looked at Fang Mu in surprise: "Then why didn't you tell Jun Lin?"

Fang Mu said in a deep voice: "I need to talk to you alone."

Poirot sighed: "You make me embarrassed by this."

So Fang Mu understood.

The old man might have understood earlier than him, but he chose to pretend that he didn't know anything.

This is probably the older the world, the less courageous it is.

In a small side hall in Pavlin Castle.

The light sways and the fire burns.

Under the dim light, Fang Mu, Polo, Conan and the dazed queen sat together.

Sitting beside the barrier and looking at the flames in the fireplace, Fang Mu pondered for a while before saying, "The King's Landing wants to indulge the plane."

"Is this true?" Conan sighed.

All of us are smart people. Even if Conan does not have this experience, he can feel a little bit of it when he sees Fang Mu and Poirot's performance.

Fang Mu looked at the Queen Daimao and said, "You have known it a long time ago, right? Your Excellency King Arthur."

The daimao Queen turned her head and said, "Kiritsu doesn't allow me to say it out, and I can't do anything if I know."

"If you know, you can stop it!" Fang Mu replied.

Daimao looked at Fang Mu in surprise.

Fang Mu said: "Jun Lin handed over the matter of preventing the invasion of the plane to me."

Daimao understood: "He doesn't think you will succeed."

"But he didn't make me have to fail either."

"So you want to..."

"That's right." Fang Mu nodded: "I want to do something that suits my conscience."

The daimao Queen suddenly stood up: "Are you sure?"

Fang Mu replied seriously: "I want to stop the plane from invading! I don't care what Junlin thinks, I will do my best to do it!"

This made a hint of excitement appear on the face of the daimao Queen.

"Just because of us?" Conan asked.

"Of course not." Fang Mu said: "We can find someone else."

Detective Poirot sighed: "I knew it was like this. You are tied up to the warship."

"Will you agree?" Fang Mu asked.

There was a confusion in Poirot's eyes.

After a long time, he finally said, "I am Poirot... Poirot who captured the criminal... I broke through my personality, but made myself more cautious and cowardly. I hate this... Maybe, I have lived long enough."

As he said that, he glanced at Fang Mu: "You can't ask for help from candidates."

"Yes." Fang Mu nodded: "You can't look for them, but you can look for the pope and other fantasy creatures."

Pope Yabracin and the others would definitely not accept plane invasion, otherwise King Landing would not have to lie to them.

"But we can't tell the Pope King Landing what we think, so that they think we are doing our best to prevent the plane from invading." Detective Poirot reminded: "That will lead to their direct rebellion, and our actions will be like betrayal."

Anyway, Junlin also wants to prevent the invasion of the plane on the surface. Using this, Fang Mu can mobilize manpower openly.

The daimao Queen asked with a gloomy little face: "Are you still afraid of failure?"

"No." Poirot replied: "I'm just not sure...what we did is right or wrong."

"Protecting justice is right!" Queen Daimao replied loudly.

"It's just what you think is justice." Poirot responded.
Chapter completed!