In the end, it was still carbon monoxide poisoning that fell into the assassination method, which was low-key and unassuming.

The timing of this early autumn was chosen in order to limit the scope to King Barry first. If the weather is colder, once the high incidence of carbon monoxide poisoning is reached, it will cause some alarm. And it can't be delayed for too long, the royal palace is like a "fashionable" weather vane. Despite the fact that the weather was still hot, it would not be long before the trend of sleeping and lighting braziers spread from the royal palace to the aristocratic families.

The reason for this is that people sleep for eight hours normally, and inhaling carbon monoxide will make people sleep longer. The effective time to kill is dead for more than three hours without being detected and cannot be resurrected...... In other words, as long as the death occurs in the first five hours of sleep, it is considered a valid time. The key point is this, and the difficult part is the implementation process.

It looks simple...... A simple poem without any allusions or new words, it is catchy to read, and it makes people's lips linger.

Where is the work of words? Kung Fu is outside the poem.

"Teacher, it's been the third day, and there is still no news." When Fan Lenting left in the morning, Matthew, who had gone out to inquire about the news, came back and said, looking a little anxious. If something happened to King Barry last night, not only would Fan Lunting be immediately recruited into the court, but there should also be a lot of rumors on the streets. Now that everything is business as usual on the streets, it means that King Barry is okay for the time being. This kind of moment of waiting for news, time is really difficult.

"It seems that the ventilation of the palace is a bit out of our calculations." Shen Yan looked away from the book and groaned. No wonder I haven't heard of a nobleman dying of carbon poisoning for so many years, this temple-like building doesn't look cold, and the ventilation conditions are really good.

Shen Yan had experimented with mice and himself before he came. First, it was proved in rat experiments that carbon monoxide poisoning caused hemoglobin to lose its oxygen-carrying capacity, which was no different from that of the cartography room. He then used himself to conduct experiments to test the ability of the professional to resist carbon monoxide poisoning. It turns out that while professionals do have some degree of resistance to carbon monoxide poisoning. But on the other hand, because professionals need a greater amount of oxygen, the balance between the two is actually similar to that of ordinary people.

In other words, it didn't work because the conditions were insufficient.

"In that case, let's use the fourth step."

"My lord! What's wrong with you, sir! ”

Van Lentin was sleeping deeply when he was suddenly woken up by a hoarse cry. The moment he opened his eyes, he had left the bed and ducked into the corner, two scimitars slid into his hands, and only then did he concentrate on his surroundings. "The voice is coming from next door, is that bad old man dead?" Van Lunting was taken aback.

But just as he was thinking this, he heard the little guy shouting, "Your Excellency, hold on, I'll go find you a doctor!" My lord! ”

He was answered by an angry and hurried "grunt".

The little guy choked up a few more times, and seemed to grab the money bag, and then he heard a burst of footsteps from near and far, and the little guy ran out of the alley.

Fan Lenting hesitated, but still didn't look over. Although he and the old man have some sympathy, but in reality they are actually quite conflicted, on the one hand, they can't help but want to know the old man's daily life, and want to know what will happen to him in the end; On the other hand, they are unwilling to ...... Or don't dare to see with your own eyes the end of the old man being reduced to being lonely and helpless, sick and dying at the head of the bed!

Because it is a sign that he will most likely do the same in the future...... With his eyes, he could naturally see that the little guy was already dissatisfied with the old man. If the old man continues to live like this, and there is no filial son in front of the bed after a long illness, I am afraid that the last person who is still loyal to him will also leave.

But at this time, I couldn't sleep.

It didn't take long for the person who followed to quietly send back the signal, and then he heard the footsteps of Matthew and another adult entering the next door, and Fan Lentin was a little more relieved, it seemed that Matthew did invite the doctor back, and just now he was worried that Matthew took the money directly and ran away.

Now I can't help but feel that this young man is still very simple, and it seems that he should find a successor to cultivate loyalty from an early age......

After a lot of noise in the next room, he heard the doctor say in an annoyed tone, "Do you know what this is?" This is a stroke! It's an incurable disease! When I'm older, I feel cold, and it's okay to light a brazier. But you know, it's not that cold! If a brazier is lit in the house, people must be sweating. If the elderly sweat and suffer from the cold, there is a chance that they will have a stroke!

Yes, this disease can't be cured by ordinary doctors, and it's so old...... I'll give you a few pills. If it doesn't get better, you either go to the priests and spend a lot of money on a magic treatment; Either...... Let's prepare for the aftermath as soon as possible. ”

The doctor took the money and left, and the next door fell silent at first, and then the young man whispered to the old man, only to get an increasingly angry "grunt" sound.

When the day dawned, Fan Lenting hesitated for a long time, but still walked to the corner of the wall and turned a mirror. A periscope-like device was installed to allow him to see the scene next door. When the old man next door had crooked eyes and salivating at the corners of his mouth, Fan Lenting shuddered, and subconsciously turned the mirror again!

I was chilling all over my body.

"How do you do things? It's so windy here that no one notices? Van Lentin stood in the palace of King Barry, and the silk handkerchief he carried in his hand was fluttering gently in a certain direction, clearly marking the wind here.

Fan Lenting said slowly, but all the waiters were silent, for fear that this executioner would kill if he didn't agree with each other!

"Alas, I'll only tell you once, one last time!" Van Lentin sighed, he was also heartbroken for King Barry...... But until he found his way back, King Barry could not die. As for how long it will take, let's talk about it.

Fan Lenting raised the silk handkerchief in his hand, let go of his hand, and let it fall freely with the wind. "What will happen to people who sweat and blow a cool breeze again, I don't need to tell you! From today onwards, if you can tilt the silk in this room, all the people who clean up the room will not be left! ”

……

"What will happen to people who sweat and blow a cool breeze again?" King Barry, who heard the news, summoned the royal priest and the doctor and asked.

Without any hesitation, the two of them replied in unison, "Stroke!" Because Fan Lenting had already "consulted" them in advance, both of them knew what the standard answer was, and if the answer here was "cold", it would be a fate!

The priest also added, "Your Majesty, although a stroke can be expelled by divine magic, the necrosis caused by it is irreversible. Because the damage is in the brain, there is no special good way to do it with the existing magic arts. ”

"Look at it!" King Barry turned to the group of favored courtiers, "When you can reach a tenth of Van Lun's, then I will live another fifty years!" ”

As a result, the favored ministers hated Fan Lentin more and more.

King Barry didn't see it, and this time Fan Renting, who heard this, was no longer excited, nor did he think about refuting it, but just smiled. He saw the king a little clearly.

……

That night, after tossing and turning with some mistresses for a long time, King Barry drove them all out.

Because when he sleeps at night, he never shares a bed with anyone. He once said, "It is shameful for a great king to be killed by a knife by the side of his pillow." "It's unknown whether Barry is great or not, but it's not for nothing that he's alive today, it's a cunning old fox who even Van Lentin has been toyed with in the palm of his hand.

No one knows, but Barry doesn't really care how long he can sit in this position, which prince he passes the throne to, or the decades of life added by breaking through his real name...... Although he has always shown that he "cares".

But his actual efforts are completely at odds with "care", and this is where everyone is confused.

This is the biggest secret of the Ahibon family, why did the Penrin legion split into three kingdoms in the first place, but the most powerful Captain of the Ahibon chose to stand still? Why has Shang Penglin continued to invest more than half of his national strength in the research of alchemy potions for a hundred years? Why did the Shovariet soldiers point directly at the lower Penlin, but choose the way to negotiate with the upper Penlin?

In fact, the reason is very simple, because the house of Ashbon is an undercover agent left by the gods on the Penling Peninsula......

There are gods in the heavens presiding, and it is natural that someone in the secular government must preside over the overall situation in order to ensure the smooth progress of the plan.

The Ashibonne family was entrusted with the task of separating the peninsula and ensuring internal competition and vitality; They want to make sure that all the money is invested in alchemical magic; In the future, they will also sell the kingdom to Shovarier for a good price, and strike a fatal blow to the other two kingdoms from behind. Accelerate the reunification of the peninsula.

In a normal world, it is simply whimsical to let a royal family be an undercover agent!

But what if the reward is to become a god? A demigod can be immortal forever, and he can enjoy it forever, and it is difficult for a god to have power, but it is very simple to want material enjoyment! In comparison, what are the decades of lifespan obtained by condensing the real name?

As for the succession to the throne that several princes fought with each other...... Oh, in the heart of King Barry, the kingdom of Upper Penlin will end with him, how can there be a succession to the throne...... So he watched the people below fight back and forth every day, trying to please him in different ways, just like watching a group of monkeys.

Every king of the House of Ahiborne dragged on as much as he could, and they all died in despair, only Barry waited for the moment of harvest! Therefore, the most important thing for him now is to live well, so that this "reward" can fall on him safely.

Therefore, King Barry is indeed grateful for everything Van Lentin has done for him. But he won't compensate Van Lentin for this, he thinks that the compensation left by the mortal world is enough, what does it matter to him that Van Lentin will be retaliated against in the future?

He will not divide the "reward" of the gods to others.

Thinking of this, it seems that his mind is still tense and uncomfortable...... Ever since I got those women, that's been the case. But the thought that it wouldn't be long before he would be able to have a body far beyond that of a mortal, and that he could get rid of this fat, pig-like body, made Barry feel beautiful and his head less uncomfortable.

He arched in the pile of velvet quilts and fell into a groggy sleep.

……

Early in the morning, when the first attendant entered the chamber of King Barry, he immediately noticed that something was wrong.

King Barry, who was either snoring like thunder, or had woken up long ago and looked at the waiter with a cunning eye, this time lay on the huge bed like a sleeping pig, pouting his buttocks, and nestled in a large pile of quilts without any movement!

The waiter, who had a vague feeling that something was wrong, did not give up, and he trembled as he approached King Barry, and then saw that the blood that had flowed from his nostrils had turned black! This time, the waiter used the greatest courage to go to the side of the bed and gently touch the hand of the king in the chin...... Cool! It's all hard!

Finished...... He knew that the sky was falling!

But the waiter was a wise man in the palace, and the unwise were already dead, and his first thought was not the death of King Barry, but ...... Who to tell the news first. Van Lentin, several princes, and his own top boss. Then he realized that whoever he told would die himself, and that only someone else would benefit.

So what if he opens his mouth to scream now? In that case, he doesn't know if King Barry can be saved, but he will definitely be killed in the first place! Whether it's to cover it up or vent their anger, everyone's first choice is to kill all the palace attendants...... He'd seen this kind of cleaning too many times! Especially that Van Lunting! Even if he screamed in time, King Barry was saved. But by the time the reward arrived, he would probably be dead.

As for the reward...... When the time comes, just choose one person to replace him, including King Barry, who cares who he is?

Thinking about this, the waiter's utilitarian heart was cold, and he began to think about his own life...... After thinking for a moment, he made up his mind.

The waiter gently opened the window a crack so that the curtain fluttered slightly in the morning breeze, and then kicked a brazier against the hem of the curtain, pressing a few pieces of carbon on it. The new carbon will be ignited by the carbon below after a while, and the wind will blow the curtain up and lift it onto the fire, and then the curtain will be lit...... Then the palace and the royal capital were in chaos, and if the princes were not good, a civil war would break out on the spot, and who would care about him, a little attendant, at least half of the certainty of taking the opportunity to escape!

When he walked out of the door, he also explained to his "friend" without changing his face, "The king is still sleeping, he doesn't seem to sleep well, and his face is very ugly...... The friend understood and signaled the rest of the people not to go in for the time being, so as not to become a punching bag.

Because I got up and died, it was too unjust.

After all this, the waiter smiled and walked away unhurriedly.

"It's coming!"

Shen Yan, who heard the movement, suddenly woke up Ma Xiu and put a piece of paper with words written in front of him.

Then they heard a horse rushing into the alley, and they all crashed into the next room!

"My lord! The palace is on fire! The king's life and death are uncertain! ”

"What do you say? Come on! With a mere exclamation, Van Lunting kicked his men off the horse, then turned over on his horse, and with a reined heel, he was about to drive the horse away. You go ride my horse! ”

At the moment when he galloped out of the alley, he felt his gaze and looked back, colliding with the sight of the old man next door.