Walnut used me to boost her sales performance.

He jumped into the pool, but unlike his lover, he did not dissolve in the water. What despair that must have been!

At that time, this matter became his obsession.

He wanted to save his lover and see her again, and he was willing to do anything for it.

He began to study the water and discovered that it was called the Primordial Sea of ​​Emptiness Water, which could only dissolve the people of Fontaine. As for the principle behind it, it seemed to be related to the origin of the people of Fontaine, but he could not find more detailed information.

Over the years, he has been capturing young girls, trying to study the properties of the original water of the womb, and attempting to make those who were once dissolved reappear.

But fate had other plans, and he inadvertently created something called "Les".

Initially, he joined the Rose Society and used the Rose Society's business development association to fund his research.

But as the research progressed, the limited funds became insufficient. Fortunately, he created Les.

The value of L'Oreal is immense; its addictive properties guarantee high sales, ensuring a steady stream of Mora into his pockets.

He used these Mora to cultivate relationships, bribe officials, secretly establish trade networks, and expand his influence, investing most of his earnings in the study of the primordial waters of the womb.

However, to avoid the secret being discovered, he conducted this research work alone.

Driven by his obsession to revive his lover who had been dissolved, he transformed himself over twenty years from an adventurer into a businessman, a researcher, and finally the leader of an organization that trafficked Les.

It must be said that this is a capable person who will stop at nothing to achieve his goals.

But recently, he's been inexplicably uneasy.

This unease had also arisen three years earlier, when Cares investigated him extensively, and then Cares became known as "the unjust Cares."

After the "dissolution" incident at the opera house was exposed, he did not hesitate to target Navia, but unfortunately, he failed several times.

Navia was already on guard, making it even more difficult for her to succeed in taking action.

Therefore, we have no choice but to try a different approach.

As Navia's figure gradually disappeared, Marcell walked to the table and sat down, tapping her fingers lightly on the surface as her mind raced.

What Navia cares about most is her father's reputation. She investigates the case of missing girls in order to clear her father's name, who died with a bad reputation.

Is there any way to put an end to the case of the missing girl?

Indict a murderer, and then make the indictment successful.

However, it is impossible for a scapegoat to deceive the Supreme Court and the Cardinal of Decree, and it is impossible for him to find someone who is wealthy and has a large number of privately owned police agencies to be a scapegoat.

If the first two conditions are not met, the accusation itself is untenable.

After pondering for a while without success, Marcel decided to try a different approach. Since the accusation was unlikely to succeed, he might as well find someone with a special enough identity and who could cause a big enough commotion to make the accusation.

Regardless of whether the charges will succeed, he just needs to confuse the public and make things bigger. It would be best to cause a scene in court and interfere with Navia's investigation, and find an opportunity to kill them!

So, who should be the target of the charges?

Marcel tapped his fingers rhythmically on the table again, various figures flashing through his mind.

The few outsiders who have recently come to Fontaine do fit the requirement of having a special identity, but their image is too positive, and the Supreme Judge is unlikely to accept the accusation.

The Fools' Enforcer is a good choice.

Although their attempt to make them take the blame failed last time, it doesn't mean the Fools can't be used again.

The Fools already have a bad reputation, and the executors' status is special enough. They have been very active in Fontainebleau recently. As soon as they are accused, it will immediately attract all attention and may even cause unrest.

Chaos creates opportunities.

"It's you I've decided on, the eleventh seat currently active in Fontaine—[Young Master]."

Marcel stood up and quickly made the arrangements.

……

"what?"

"Another trial is about to be held on Iliya Island, and the person to be tried is still Datalia, the executor of the Fools?"

Jiang Bai, who had just returned to Fontaine and had not yet found Navia, heard such exciting news.

The most crucial element is water; D'Artagnan has been accused of being the murderer in the case of the missing girl!

That's outrageous, absolutely outrageous!

This was Jiang Bai's first impression!

D'Artagnan was only in his early twenties. How could he have committed the disappearance of a girl in Fontaine when he was just a few years old?

That's hilarious!

Or is it that the person being accused is not a specific D'Artagnan, but rather the eleventh executive officer of the Fatui? Is the entire Fatui being accused?

"Hey, if I didn't know anything, I might actually think that the Fools were capable of doing something like this, and out of a desire to see more drama, I would support the trial being established."

Chapter 875 You wish!

This also represents the thoughts of most people in Fontainebleau.

Although the trial case in the last magic show gave the fools a golden opportunity, only a minority of people truly understand the full picture of the trial.

Everyone welcomed the judgment of the Fools.

If the trial succeeds, it will resolve a 20-year-old mystery, and the blame can be shifted onto the already disreputable Fools. If it fails, it doesn't matter; everyone can just have some fun.

"I really have to go and watch this trial. I need to hurry, or I won't be able to get front-row tickets!"

Jiang Bai wasn't in a hurry to find Navia anymore; after all, once they heard the news, they would definitely head to the opera house anyway.

Jiang Bai arrived at the opera house quickly using the teleportation anchor point, but it took time for the news to travel from Iliye Island to Fontaine, so he didn't manage to snag any good front-row tickets.

He had no choice but to buy an expensive VIP ticket for the upper deck.

Although not as high as Navelette and Frynn's seats, they still offered a view of everyone in the audience, making them perfect for watching the spectacle.

The trial began promptly at nine o'clock in the morning.

Jiang Bai arrived at his seat early and peered into the audience below.

"Let me see where the accused executive is..."

Before the debt was even paid off, he was accused again in Fontaine. This executive officer, D'Artaglia, must be the first one to be accused like this!

That eleventh seat is really pitiful!

Speaking of which, the servant is also in Fontainebleau, right? And he's a Fontainebleau resident, so why not accuse the servant of bullying the weak and fearing the strong?

D'Artagnan stood in the dock with his arms crossed, as if watching a boring farce.

Their eyes met in mid-air, and Jiang Bai gave a mocking look without any politeness.

D'Artagnan simply shrugged, seemingly unconcerned about the trial.

He wasn't from Fontainebleau, and he had absolutely no respect for the water god of Fontainebleau.

How can a mascot command respect?

The reasons they were willing to cooperate were twofold: first, they didn't want to rashly cause an international dispute; and second, they wanted to see what was really going on.

What missing girl case? What does it have to do with him?

Jiang Bai looked at the accuser, who was just an ordinary-looking person, the kind you wouldn't notice if you threw him into a crowd.

"Boom!"

Navelette struck the hammer on the table, and waves of sound rippled outwards.

"quiet!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the previously noisy courtroom immediately fell silent, and the clicking of reporters' cameras also decreased significantly.

"Mr. Tadalia, do you accept the accusations against him regarding the 'serial disappearances of teenage girls'?"

"What do I have to do with a missing girl case?" D'Artagnan retorted.

After briefly explaining the 20-year-long case of the missing girl, Navelette asked again:

"...Someone has accused you of being the perpetrator in the case of the missing girl. Do you accept the charges?"

D'Artagnan was a little annoyed. How old was he?

How did he get involved in a 20-year-long case of a missing girl?

"To be honest, I don't understand your complicated trial procedures, and why you have to pin this inexplicable charge on me."

This is utterly absurd, truly absurd. Even if it was intentional, this crime is far too outrageous.

"Every accusation must be put to trial."

Even though she also felt that D'Artagnan was not the murderer, Violet strictly followed the rules and regulations.

“I’ve heard that those accused can choose to prove their innocence through a duel, right? So for me, as long as I accept this charge, I can fight the dueling agent Clarind without holding back, right?”

D'Artagnan didn't care much about the charges or not. What did Fontaine's laws have to do with him, a Winterborn?

If someone cares about these things, would they dare to release a demon god in Liyue?

D'Artagnan stretched his neck, and a look of excitement appeared on his otherwise bored face:

"This is a proposal that is really hard to refuse. She clearly held back in our last private showdown, which was really unsatisfying."

The charges don't matter, as long as Clarinde fights him without holding back!

"Hey, hey, hey!" Seeing that he didn't care about Fontaine's trial at all, Funina on the high platform had something to say.

"Get this straight, you're a criminal suspect! This isn't a place for you to pick a fight!"

Tartaglia looked at Fryna with a fighting spirit in her eyes. "It sounds like the Water God wants to tell me some principles of the opera house... Shall we give it a try? I'm better at learning through fierce battles."

"Ah, no, no...that's not what I meant..."

Fu Ningna shrank back immediately, cowering in fear.

Jiang Bai took out a bucket of popcorn he bought from a roadside vendor and ate it with relish.

Is the trial already turning into an accident after it's barely begun? This ticket was definitely worth it!

However, this water god is not a powerful god.

“I repeat myself, Mr. Datalia…”

"I want to accuse the real murderer in the case of the missing girl!"

Navia stepped forward, and Kong and Paimon stood up beside her.

Although they haven't met up with Jiang Bai yet and obtained the information and intelligence from that side, the matter is now on the verge of being decided. If this Dartalia is to be tried in such a joking manner, then the case of the missing girl might just come to an end.

This is something she absolutely cannot accept!

Moreover, she has already seen Jiang Bai, so the success rate of this accusation has reached ninety percent.

Navia frowned slightly at the sight of Navia; there was no such rule in the Court of Justice's regulations.

"It's quite amusing that someone has come to me to clear my name. Anyway, I was already losing interest because of all these rules and regulations, so thank you."

With the case's attention diverted, Dadalia also developed a more gossipy, spectator-like attitude.

He glanced at Kong and Paimon, who seemed somewhat worried, then looked at the Supreme Judge:

"Is it alright for me for the time being, Your Excellency the Grand Inquisitor?"

"Please take your seat in the audience for now, but this does not mean you are no longer a suspect."

“Okay, okay…” Dadalia shrugged indifferently and walked straight toward Jiang Bai.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" Jiang Bai looked at him warily.

“You have a good view from here.” As he spoke, D’Artagnan casually scooped some popcorn from his bucket, as if they were friends, not enemies.

Jiang Bai not only has a great view, but also places to chat with, so of course I'd come here!

As for Jiang Bai's dislike of him, that's a minor matter.

Jiang Bai hid the popcorn bucket to his side, refusing to give him any.

"It smells really good, have some more, don't be so stingy."

"It's already incredibly generous of me to let you stand here. You want to eat my super fragrant popcorn? Dream on!"