Ye Guyun quietly watched Wokar Wuzi struggling in pain, not urging or stopping. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

He was neither interested nor interested in what Vokkar was talking about.

Of course, he wanted to know more about Midnight, but he didn't care what was at stake in the information, even if Volkal said that Midnight was the number one suspect behind the plot, Ms. Voter.

Is the Midnight Lady the Elector?

The thought only flashed through my mind, and I was immediately discarded in a corner. Yes or no, it doesn't matter at all. All that matters to him is this person, Catherine Caples, not who she is. In terms of identity, she has only one in his eyes, the woman he likes, or the woman who is deeply attracted to him, he wants to chase her, he wants to marry her home, he wants to stay with her until he is old, so that he doesn't care what Ms. XX may be.

Even if she proves to be a Devil Lord from the Nine Layers of Purgatory!

He has lived to the third life, and it is likely that he will continue to live (the delusion of infinite flow that he has always thought), he has seen more, endured more, has had enough, and does not want to miss anything again, he is no longer willing to wronged himself for any rules and regulations that are not worth caring about, at least in terms of feelings.

Having said that, if midnight was the voter lady, then wouldn't he be fighting her now?hmm? Ambiguous men and women holding their own positions and facing each other on both sides?Hehe, quite interesting~!-This guy turned his head and forgot all kinds of righteous indignation against the mastermind behind the plot to create a riot......

Well, stop, it's just an imagination, and it's not at all! At least at the moment there is no evidence that it was the Elect Lady at Midnight! Of course, it's easy to confirm it, just ask "Is the Elect Lady called Catherine Caples?" and the question is clear, but it's not worth it—Walkal hasn't said anything yet, has he? Who knows what he's going to say? Maybe it's not in touch with all his imagination? Besides, isn't the veracity of his remarks questionable? So why are you fooling around with something baseless?

Either way, he was still looking forward to what Vokal was going to say, and who wouldn't want to hear some gossip?

However, Vokal chose the one that surprised and disappointed him the most, which was completely unexpected.

struggled for a long time, and in the end, the cold and hard man suddenly put away all his expressions, closed his eyes, tilted his head, stretched his face, and remained silent.

Well, is this a decision?

opened his eyes, turned his head, looked at Ye Guyun, nodded slightly, and finally Volkal said in a deep voice: "Sorry!

With that, he turned and left......

Ye Guyun was dumbfounded-

This, this...... This meow...... Eunuchs?

The pants are all off, and you just told me that the eunuch is gone?

Hey, you can't do this kind of thing that people and gods are angry about!

I curse you for giving birth to XX, not that XX!!

I had no choice but to get back on the road and continue my journey. Ye Guyun rushed straight to the castle and walked into the conference room that had become a temporary incident processing center again, where Rochi and Frank were already inside.

"Hey, good morning!" Roche immediately greeted with a smile.

"Good morning!" Ye Guyun responded with a faint smile, and asked again, "Hey, Rochi, Tiago, are you back?

Tiago shrugged: "I'm back after sorting out all the confessions that have been recorded, who wants to stay there longer?"

Luo Qi pointed to a stack of documents on the table: "After a busy night's work, I finally restored the general context of the matter from the mountain of confessions, oh, all the participants are tired enough, they have worked hard, and they deserve a rich reward." It's just ......," he smiled wryly, "it doesn't seem useful to grasp the general context of things......

"Isn't it?" said Frank, pouting, "we now know exactly how the mastermind behind the scenes provoked those two stupid adventurers, and we know the detailed order of each step......! But what's the use? Figuring out these still doesn't help us to find out the Assassins! We do know that someone has done something bad, and we know how he did it, but we don't find any trace of the person who did the bad thing, and I admire that, the Assassin did not leave a single trace of the person who could have been exposed during the assassination......"

"It can't be said that there is no ......," Roch said with a wry smile, "Archer Zeiss, at least we have this unexpected survivor to look forward to......"

"I can only hope to find him......" Tiago said.

"So quickly concluded that there were no traces?" Ye Guyun said, "Have you all read the new autopsy report?"

The new autopsy report was rewritten by the group of criminal investigators that he ordered it not to be mixed with too many subjective assumptions, but to list in detail the most professional and objective descriptions and summaries.

"Just delivered, just finished reading. Roche replied, "It's just that I'm a little frustrated after reading it." ”

"It's not much different from the previous one," Frank continued, "it's more detailed, more detailed, more reliable, but unfortunately the conclusion is still the same." ”

"That's really disappointing news," casually agreed, Ye Guyun picked up the autopsy report, "Huh, what about the second half?"

He asked him to make the autopsy report into two parts, starting with the day of the riot, the first half of the report of all the previous assassination victims, and the second half of the report of Chopper, Durt, Bero and several "thorns" who were assassinated that day. It seemed to be a comparison, though he didn't expect anything to be compared.

"Well, here," Rocchi handed him a document in hand, "it's something 'interesting,' but it's still useless." ”

Something interesting?

Ye Guyun couldn't help but wonder, took a look, and didn't take much effort to know what he was referring to.

"A white cloth?"

"Yes, a white cloth, a white cloth found in Bero's hand!" Thiago moved over a box of physical evidence, a small square box made of wood resembling a specimen box, "and the coroner took great effort to remove the rag from the hands of the dead Bero, and you can imagine how hard Bero gripped it!"

"People always have amazing potential when their lives are threatened, don't they?" said Roche, "even if Bero was seriously injured at the time, ......he couldn't even stand up."

"This white cloth is obviously from the Assassins, and it was Belo who ripped it from the Assassins," Frank continued, "Seeing that the last means of resistance were all ineffective, he became frantic and desperate, and struggled with all his strength to do whatever he could, but unfortunately, his struggle was only a small piece of the corner of his coat......

"Hmm!'Brilliant and brilliant' reasoning. Ye Guyun deliberately raised his eyebrows at Frank.

Frank rolled his eyes: "Thank you for the compliment." ”

Ye Guyun had already stroked it on the cloth, and he didn't know if it was an illusion, this texture felt a little familiar inexplicably.

Roche spoke again: "Oh, strictly speaking, this white cloth is the personal trace of the so-called assassin we have been striving for, but it still has no effect. It's just the most ordinary piece of white linen, and it doesn't take much for ordinary people to make clothes, so they can't specify anything at all......"

Ye Guyun thought to himself: If there were criminal investigation methods on the modern earth, it might be different, of course, this is just a delusion.

Putting down the cloth, he looked at the three of them, and said with a wry smile: "It seems that I can really only hope to find that archer Zeiss......"

Frank stood up, clenched his fists and said, "Then, let's go! Go out and look for it, follow the clues provided by his friends and opponents! We can't just rely on the people below and Roddick's people, we may find some unexpected gains if we go out in person!"

Roche nodded and agreed, "Not bad." I can't tell anything from this information anyway......"

"But you can't go, my Roche~!" Frank looked at his brother with a strange smile, "You've been busy all night again, and now should be your rest time~!"

Luo Qi was stunned, then shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Okay......"

Frank looked at Tiago, who had also slept all night, but the latter glared first: "Look at it! Don't think you can control me!"

Frank turned his head and snorted, "No matter what!"