"Why! Why did my father become like this?" Holding the hand of the all-fruit elf woman lying on the ground, the elf swordsman shouted with tears in his eyes, unlike the calm appearance he usually saw.

The elven swordsman's head was looking up at the ceiling, his gaze not on anyone else on the scene, so it was more like a roar at the injustice of the heavens.

"Calm down, could it just be a mistake?" It is undeniable that the elven woman who suddenly appeared in front of me is somewhat similar to the facial features of the messenger representative, but it is still quite difficult for everyone to accept the fact that the messenger representative has been sexually converted for a while, at least some people try to explain all this with a misunderstanding.

"No, he's my father, yes, I recognize him even if he looks different." The elven swordsman said with a cry in his tone, and trembled with his other free hand pointed to his right chest: "Father, he has a star-shaped birthmark on this part of his chest, I have seen it just now, and the two are exactly the same."

In the face of the elven swordsman who was vaguely half-collapsed, the members of the envoy group were speechless, so they had to choose silence.

"As for why the envoy representative was sexually converted, I probably have some clue on my side." Seeing that the scene was immersed in an atmosphere of grief, I actually couldn't bear to interrupt the elves' remembrance of the past, but if I didn't intervene at this time, I was afraid that there would be no suitable opportunity to explain it, so I raised my hand and attracted the attention of the elves.

"Father, what the hell happened to him?" The half-unconscious messenger representative (female) was placed on his knee pillow, the elven swordsman, who I remember was called Phoorre, by his father, and was looking at me nervously.

In fact, if you tell the truth, this name is really full of complaints, I have the impression that in a certain comic I read when I was a child, there is a character named Forgore, but the background setting of the family is an internationally renowned comedian, and the elf swordsman in front of him is a stage actor who is not even a full-time job.

Hawkers,There's a theme song for that character in the comics.,I remember it's called "Steel's Voergore", but because the lyrics are too brainwashing, I'll recall it in my head if I'm not careful, so I don't want to remember it at all.

"Since you've asked, I'll tell you, Steel's Phoore."

"Who?" Phoorre, who I put on my shoulder, didn't react for a moment.

"Don't mind, just let me think about where to start." Standing up, I put my fist on my chin, and after a moment of contemplation, I snapped my fingers: "Okay, now please lend me your eyes, the first step in the detective deduction game is naturally to survey the crime scene and search for clues that the criminal may have left behind...... Let me see, the most suspicious evidence we have here at the moment is naturally this sarcoma that has been broken open from the inside."

It is estimated that the painting style is jumping too fast, and no elf on the scene can keep up with my thinking, and everyone looks at each other, not knowing how to cooperate at all, so I have to continue to sing a one-man show and advance the plot.

"Okay, so now the question is, what is this sarcoma used for?" I put my hands behind my back, walked slowly towards the sarcoma, and then silently counted for three seconds, turned around coldly, gestured with both hands, and pointed at one of the elves of the legation, "Brother Maori, what do you think?"

"Uh, me?" After looking left and right, I realized that I was the target of my question, and the elf, who had the bad fortune to become a Maori brother, was not very convinced: "So let's assume that the woman in front of you is really the representative of the messenger, the representative of the messenger who was originally a man will now appear in the body of a woman, if it is said that after the disappearance at the celebration banquet, the representative of the messenger has been staying in this sarcoma, then based on this, it is very likely that this sarcoma has the function of binding the target to gender change?"

"Well, it's pretty logical overall." I nodded approvingly, "Let's applaud and thank the Maori brother for his reasoning, and then the autopsy, uh, the tumor?" Forget it, it's all about the same thing anyway, so I'll leave it to you after that, Brother Takagi...... Damn, you guys are running hair!"

I wanted to catch someone as a target, but none of the members of the elven envoys were stupid, and as soon as my hand was stretched out, the elves who had gathered together immediately dispersed, for fear that I would become the next to be caught.

However, the elf who was named the Maori brother in front of him and the mother and son of Falgore stayed where they were, the former because they had been shot, and the latter two were one responsible for playing the deceased, and the other was the family of the deceased, and they all had their own share, so naturally they didn't have to worry about being caught in other roles.

"What's more, because you still dare to ask for tentacle cultivation technology in the terms of the Entente Alliance's contract, you don't even want the opportunity to have zero contact in front of you." Finding that I couldn't catch the prey, I had to spread out my hands, scratched my head helplessly, and simply served as a forensic officer.

To say that the forensic personnel should have tools, such as: polarizing microscope, high-efficiency capillary electrophoresis instrument, infrared spectrometer, trace metal analyzer, inductively coupled plasma atomic emission spectrometer, gas chromatography...... Wait, I don't have one now, but other detectives don't need these things, they just need to simulate the template, and then draw a gourd to prepare.

The Eye of Conan > the Elemental Pupil.

Conan's Hand > Demonic Fingerless Gauntlet.

Conan's nose > mild nasal congestion deliberately induced to isolate the odor inside the brood.

Conan's ears > keen hearing to hear the whispers of the elves from time to time.

Conan's Heart > the soul of the middle two.

Conan's Hawaiian > rules are added to the body, do whatever you want.

Except for not taking out Luvica's fat sleeve and entering the sub-god mode, I almost got all the buff states I wanted, thanks to this, the elven envoys seem to feel the coercion caused by the gap in the realm, in fact, I personally can't feel whether there is this thing, but looking at the appearance of people as if they are facing a great enemy, it is right to take it as the aura effect that I have unlocked the aura effect of the king's overlord.

With all these bonuses, when I touched the sarcoma with my hand, I learned the most helpful information to solve the current situation in just a moment.

With my back to the elven envoys, I slowly distanced myself from the sarcoma, fumbled in my pocket for a while, took out the love seed, and said in a steady tone, "Beatrice? What's the purpose of the sarcoma you threw in the punishment room, I remember I didn't have it the last time I came."

(Damn retarded!) ）

Looking up at the lines on the flesh wall, I pretended to be calm, pretending not to hear the roar from behind. (To be continued.) )