Maxford is really dead!
Although they had expected this, Zhen Xin and Hu Wei's pupils still shrank when they saw the corpse.
In Lake's narration, Maxford is a clown with whom he can resonate spiritually, and Lake is a pure actor pursuing the pinnacle of art. It is conceivable that Maxford must also be such a pure person.
This means that he would never agree to Mrs. Frode using such "dirty" means to plot against Ximu. Even if he wanted to win, he would definitely win fairly.
So his death...was it caused by Frod himself, who was determined to lead Chenxi to victory?
The two people present did not forget that Frod was a member of the Extreme Desire Brotherhood.
[Depraved] believers will do anything to satisfy their desires.
Even though Mrs. Frode is an upright leader in the eyes of everyone, her personal morality is not very noble, as can be seen from the way she deceived Lake.
But the problem is that the emotions in the diary cannot be faked. Would Mrs. Frode really be so cruel as to stifle her own feelings for Chen Xi's honor?
Most importantly, there were no strangulation marks on Maxford's neck, which meant that the cause of death Lake knew was also false.
How did he die?
With doubt, Zhen Xin turned to look at Frode. At this time, Hu Wei withdrew the sword in time, but Mrs. Frode, who had lost the coercion, fell to the ground dejectedly, and it seemed that she had lost the will to resist.
Just looking at the sadness on her face, it was not difficult to tell that she was deeply saddened by Maxford's death. However, as a liar, Zhen Xin knew that sometimes seeing is not necessarily believing.
"Tell me, Mrs. Froude, how do you explain what's going on?"
Frode lay on the ground and sobbed a few times, then he wiped away his tears, raised his head and said angrily:
“Who the hell are you!”
Zhen Xin's smile remains unchanged:
"Please rest assured, we are not secret investigators from the royal family, nor are we enemies of the Morning Hip Circus. We are here to help you.
This circus showdown has been dragged into a vortex that is unimaginable to ordinary people. You don't have to know the whole story and the cause and effect. Just tell us everything you know.
Of course, you have the right to refuse, and we are also free to take Maxford away.
It's up to you to keep the Joker's body intact."
"devil!
You are devils!"
Frode was hysterical. When the huge sadness came again and defeated her reason with anger, she stood up suddenly, took out a dagger from her arms, and stabbed it straight into Zhen Xin's chest.
Now that her plan has been exposed, she has no way out. Once everything is known to others, not only she but also Chen Xi will be implicated.
Rather than witnessing the collapse of the circus empire he built with his own hands, he might as well give it a try here. If he can kill these two mysterious men in front of him, he might still have a chance!
So Frod gritted his teeth, pounced forward, and stabbed the dagger into Zhen Xin's heart.
The real touch of flesh and blood and the resistance of the knife tip made Frode stunned.
Success?
She looked in disbelief at her own hands, which were throbbing with veins, at her chest, which was splattered with blood, and then at the flesh where the tip of the knife had pierced...
The devil is dead?
No, that's not right. This is not the devil's clothes. Why does this clothes look like Chen Xi's performance costume?
Frode suddenly looked up and saw that the face in front of him was no longer the female devil, but Maxford!
Yes, she stabbed the dagger into Maxford's heart with her own hands!
"No!!!"
Frode's mind was blank. She didn't know why the dead Maxford came back to life and stood here instead of the devil. She just saw the other party's unbelievable eyes and frightened expression, and she wailed, immediately threw away the knife in her hand, and retreated in panic.
"No, no!! It's not like that, Maxford, I don't want to hurt you!"
"Bang--"
Frod fell to the ground in panic.
The intense pain sobered the circus director up for a moment. When she saw Maxford falling to the ground with his hands covering his chest, she crawled over like crazy, hugged him, and covered his wounds for him, collapsing and saying:
"No! Don't die! You can't die!"
Frod's mind was completely blank, and he lay on Maxford crying and wailing. At this moment, the dead Maxford suddenly opened his eyes and said with a smile:
“Master, now I believe you didn’t kill your clown.
Now, can you tell me your story?"
Frode was stunned. She looked up blankly, only to find that Maxford in her arms had turned back into a female devil at some point.
The experience just now was like an illusion, dragging myself into the abyss of despair, but then it was easily sprayed out and rolled gently to the ground.
Frode was stunned for a second. She threw Zhen Xin away and rushed to the prop box. When she saw Maxford's body lying intact inside, she was first happy, and then burst into heart-wrenching tears.
The circus director was completely devastated.
Looking at everything in front of him, Hu Wei's eyelids twitched and he tightened the giant sword in his hand.
In his eyes at this moment, Zhen Xin at the scene did not look like an older sister, but more like a younger sister Zhen Yi, because Zhen Yi used this method to drive other players "crazy".
Zhen Xin sensed the vigilance behind her, turned her head slightly and gave a harmless smile, then looked at Frode and said:
"You only have one chance. Otherwise, I'm not sure if Maxford will get up from the prop box next time."
"Devil...you are a devil..."
Frode cried until she was hoarse. She didn't dare to look at Zhen Xin, but she didn't dare not to tell the truth. So she held the corpse in the prop box and told the true story in a hoarse and choked voice.
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