Zhang Jiuzu, with his eyes narrowed, had a dark face and vented all his disgust on Maxford. He swung the scalpel and nailed Maxford's head three inches deep.

The clown lowered his head in fear, his face turning three shades paler in an instant.

He shrank his neck again, his voice trembling as he said, "I'll tell you, I'll tell you everything you want to know."

Cheng Shi glanced at Zhang Jizu with a strange expression, thinking that Old Zhang was quite cooperative today, and then said happily:

"I ask, you answer, and if you answer incorrectly, your scalpel won't be so inaccurate next time.

Lake's disappearance has something to do with you?"

Maxford froze, his face hesitant, and then he nodded heavily: "Yes."

"Good, second question, he's dead, right?"

"......yes."

As soon as he finished speaking, two scalpels simultaneously nailed into the clown's head two inches away. The vibrating blades made a buzzing sound, resonating with Maxford's nerves.

Both Cheng Shi and Zhang Jiuzu took action. Zhang Jiuzu was cooperating with the interrogation, while Cheng Shi was reacting purely instinctively because he was itching to do something.

If I don't act a little more aggressive during the interrogation, it always feels like my emotions are not in place.

Of course, the reason these two reacted so quickly was because the clown in front of them told a lie!

Lake is not dead?

Cheng Shi was stunned, took two steps closer, frowned and asked:

"Then what about that cenotaph? Why would you want to 'commemorate' someone who is not dead? Where did Lake go?"

"he......"

For some reason, after hearing this question, the fear in Maxford's eyes disappeared for a moment. A strange look came over his face, and he looked at the ground with a hint of confusion. After a moment's silence, he mumbled:

"He left, left Ximu, and left the place that made him sad and disappointed."

"?"

Judging from the other party's reaction, could it be that the relationship between these two clowns belonging to opposing camps seems to be quite good?

But man, have you forgotten where this is?

We are interrogating you, not letting you recall your past and feel confused!

Cheng Shi sneered and moved the target of the scalpel down an inch again, nailing it to the wall close to Maxford's scalp.

"It's like toothpaste, you can't squeeze it out.

Does Mr. Clown think we are too friendly?"

Maxford shrank his neck and trembled all over, saying, "Yes...you asked me and I answered...I didn't dare to say more..."

“???”

Good, good, good!

Cheng Shizhen was so angry that he laughed. He quickly took out three scalpels, pointed them at the clown's nose, and said coldly:

"Then tell me what you know about Lake.

Remember, don't tell lies, otherwise...

No one knows whether Ximu’s clown will die or not, but Chenxi’s clown will definitely die first.”

It was not known whether Cheng Shi's threat worked or what words stimulated the clown, but Maxford suppressed the fear in his heart, stared at the tip of the knife that was close to him, and tremblingly said everything he knew.

However, the first sentence left all four players present dumbfounded.

"I'm Lake."

“!??”

Before the players could react, the Joker's second words brought eternal silence to the scene.

"It was not I who died, but Maxford.

The clown from Morning Hee is indeed dead... and I am to blame for that."

“!!!???”

Cheng Shi’s mind was confused.

The clown in front of me is actually Lake! ?

Only then did he realize that the players had overlooked a crucial issue, that is, they had never seen Maxford. They just found a clown in the Morning Hee Circus and determined that he was the Morning Hee clown, Maxford.

But they have never seen what kind of actor the Joker is underneath all the makeup.

Cheng Shi blinked wildly. He used the tip of the knife to pick off the clown's nose, took off the clown's wig, wiped off the clown's makeup, revealing the unfamiliar face underneath the makeup.

He confirmed that this was not Lake's face because he had seen Lake's original appearance in Lake's tent.

But Cheng Shi's knife tip had not stopped yet. He keenly noticed that there were some shadows on the jawline of this strange face, and these shadows were exactly the most convenient places to hide flaws. He had mastered this technique since he was a child. Under such close observation and with a clear purpose, it naturally could not be hidden from his eyes.

He lifted the upper layer of skin and finally revealed a face that was exactly the same as Lake's.

He is really Lake!!

At this moment, countless thoughts flashed through Cheng Shi's mind, and his imagination, like a volcanic eruption, matched the two sentences from the clown's mouth with the most reasonable plot.

Why is it so difficult to escape blame?

Could it be that Lake killed Maxford, but was discovered by Chenxi's men? After learning about this, Mrs. Frode threatened Lake to pretend to be Maxford in order to win the show?

This seemed to be the most reasonable guess, and it matched the clues they had found. Several people looked at each other with wonderful expressions, and it was obvious that they had thought of the same thing, but the development of things once again exceeded their expectations.

"You killed him?" Zhen Xin looked as if she had just seen a clown circus, the smile on her face never stopping from the beginning.

Maxford, no, Lake shook his head and denied Zhen Xin's "accusation".

“It wasn’t me, I didn’t kill anyone…

I just had the wrong drink with the wrong person at the wrong time."

He grabbed his hair with "regret" and fell into memories.

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