Genshin Impact: I am the law of nature, not your wife!

Fontaine, Ile des Iles, next to the Lujing Spring.

Paimon was looking at his reflection in the water boredly, making faces from time to time to amuse himself.

When he had enough fun, he would walk around in front of Ying with his hands behind his back like an old man.

"Paimon, stop floating around. You're making me dizzy."

Ying turned her gaze away. Paimon's swaying method was comparable to counting sheep.

If she continued to watch, Ying’s sleepiness would be shaken out by her.

"Why hasn't Yeyu come yet? Didn't we agree to meet at the opera house?"

"Why don't we rush into the city now and bring Marcelle to justice!"

After investigating the place where [Les] was produced, Paimon and the others already knew everything.

Including the true identity of the real murderer behind the scenes.

"Please be patient, Lord Paimeng. Perhaps Lord Yeyu has also discovered the truth and is now rushing here with the real culprit."

Just as Hanasari said, after a while, Paimon saw a group of people in security uniforms escorting a middle-aged man towards them.

Yeyu and Navia were also among them.

Paimon's first reaction was: "Yeyu, you are not breaking the law again, are you?"

After rolling his eyes at Paimon, Ye Yu replied, "Can't you expect me to order something good?"

Who says being followed by the security team is illegal?

Is it possible that they caught the real culprit behind the incident and happened to be on the same route as the security team?

After listening to Ye Yu's explanation, Paimon scratched his head embarrassedly.

Who made Yeyu have a history of harassing Meilushin?

You can't blame her for having wild thoughts, right?

Back to the topic.

"Is he Marcelle? Yeyu, is this a coincidence or a lucky coincidence?" Paimon looked at the real culprit behind the serial disappearances of young girls.

"It's both. If he didn't bring the fetal water with him, he would be caught sooner or later. You should have found out something by now, right?"

When Ye Yu mentioned this, Paimeng felt a chill on his back.

"Yeyu, you don't know, this Marcelle..." Paimon just opened his mouth, and the Lujing Spring behind her began to bubble like a boiler.

Those who don’t know would think that Lujingquan is boiling.

"What, what happened?" Paimon hurriedly moved away from Lu Jingquan.

In her eyes, the "boiling" of the Lujing Spring was somewhat inexplicable, but in the eyes of Yeyu, Hua Sanli and Ying, the "boiling" was not the flowing water in the Lujing Spring.

Rather, it is the resentment of those missing girls towards Marcelle, the real culprit behind the serial disappearances of girls.

Voices echoed in my ears, as cold and eerie as evil spirits from hell.

Malice, hatred, resentment...

[Vashie]…[Vashie]…[Vashie]…[Vashie]…[Vashie]…[Vashie]…[Vashie]…[Vashie]…[Vashie]…[Vashie]…[Vashie]…

Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle...

In the blink of an eye, Ye Yu seemed to see the shadows of the missing girls.

[They] all stared at Marcelle, wanting to eat him alive!

Lujingquan is the confluence of all the water flows in Fontainebleau. The shadows of the missing girls appeared here, and their fate is self-evident.

Ye Yu sighed and let out a light breath.

"[Vasher] will be with you. Please wait a moment while he goes to clear the name of the father of a girl whose family, like yours, was torn apart by the serial disappearances of young girls."

"Please wait a moment..."

Ye Yu's words seemed to have some kind of magic, and the "boiling" water in Lujing Spring calmed down.

The voice, like the whisper of an evil spirit, gradually dissipated.

"What's going on?" Paimon floated to the side of Lujing Spring and looked at his reflection in the water.

"Nothing, let's go, Paimon. It's time to bring the real murderer to justice and clear Navia's father's name."

"That's right, Yeyu, let me tell you, what Marcelle did is simply too heinous to describe in words!"

As Paimon walked, she told Yeyu about the results of their investigation at the production site of [Les].

Inside the opera house, the situation reached a stalemate regarding Tartaglia being accused of being the murderer of the "serial disappearance of young girls" case.

The prosecution produced various key evidence to prove that Dadalia was the murderer.

Then he was killed by Tartaglia's words.

"You mean to say that I, who wasn't even born at the time, was convicted in a Fontaine case that was unsolved more than 20 years ago?"

"Isn't this too absurd?"

audience:……

Funina:......

Accuser: ...

Even Villette was lost in thought.

"...Uh, um, ah..." The man at the prosecution seat didn't know how to refute for a moment.

What he said seemed to make some sense.

I really haven't thought about this question...

Besides, this is a false accusation in the first place, who would consider this or that?

"We're sorry, Mr. Tartaglia. This is our negligence. We will give you an explanation after reinvestigating," said Navelette.

Where there is accusation, there must be judgment.

That Villette was also helpless.

If someone accuses Tartaglia, he must be asked to come to the scene to testify.

This is the rule in the court.

"Actually, I don't really care about this. Mr. Grand Inquisitor, if I accept this charge and then request a duel..."

"Will I be able to fight that duel agent, Miss Clorinde, without reservation?"

"Last time I sparred with her privately, she clearly held back. It was really unsatisfying."

Looking at Clorinde who was standing next to Finina in the VIP seat, the young master shook his head, his face full of disappointment.

The accusing man's mouth twitched, but he would not miss such a good opportunity to get away with it.

"Your Excellency, Grand Inquisitor, can I understand the accused's statement as accepting the charges?"

"If you can guarantee that Miss Clorinde can have a good fight with me, I am not opposed to accepting this charge." The young man said indifferently.

Even Funina felt a headache because of this trial.

The prosecution insisted that Tartaglia was the murderer.

And Tartaglia's mind is full of fighting?

What is this thing called?

"This matter has nothing to do with him. He is not the murderer!"

The door leading to the lobby in the central aisle of the opera house's auditorium was opened with a bang, startling the audience in the back row.

Surprised audience: "Huh? What, what's going on?"

Confused audience: "It scared me."

"Is the gentleman over there at the prosecution table ready to enter the Mellow Petersburg?"

Ye Yu did not disturb the judgment consciousness at all.

"...Ms. Yeyu, although you informed me in advance, you were still a little too high-profile."

A few minutes ago, Navillet received a report from his subordinates.

"What's the big deal? The cold case that's plagued Fontaine for over twenty years is about to come to an end. Isn't it appropriate to make a high profile?"