Unspeakable bubbles

"Come here and squat down."

Without hesitation, the maid immediately knelt down in front of the little girl.

Bubble tapped her head with her finger, and her brows furrowed immediately.

Who did she interact with today?

“She’s the hostess; she greets all the guests before the master arrives at the venue,” Anne said nervously.

"Well"

The young girl pondered for a moment: "What about the person who suddenly collapsed after drinking?"

Did he have any private contact with this maid?

Anne immediately questioned the servants present and learned that the maid had taken Baron Hogg's distant nephew to the toilet.

"Bring Hogg and his nephew here immediately!" the little girl ordered.

"Master, I... I only took the guest to the restroom, I didn't do anything else."

The maid said, sounding aggrieved, "Master, I saw he had an upset stomach and didn't know the way, so..."

"enough!"

The head maid scolded, "Have you forgotten what I taught you? You have no right to defend yourself before the master asks you."

"..."

The maid lowered her head silently, twisting her skirt with both hands, almost bursting into tears.

The little girl didn't speak; she patiently waited for Baron Hogg to arrive.

The banquet had ended a while ago, and it took quite a bit of effort to catch up with Baron Hogg's carriage halfway and bring him here.

"Your Excellency Marquis"

Baron Hogg entered the room with trepidation, followed by two servants carrying a corpse covered with a white sheet.

"You, come here and squat down!" the little girl said sternly.

"Uh"

Baron Hogg was taken aback. Seeing that Bubble wasn't joking, he hesitated but did as he was told.

The little girl reached out and tapped Baron Hogg on the head with her finger.

"Yes, you're normal, don't worry."

After offering a word of comfort to the bewildered Hogg, the little girl walked over to the body covered by a white sheet.

She crouched down and tapped his head with her finger.

"..."

"Are you on top of her right now?"

The young girl stared intently at the maid: "Who exactly is your target? After leaving the host, how long can you remotely control him?"

"what?"

The maid innocently raised her head, and the guards swiftly drew their knives, separating her from Bubble.

"Stay where you are and don't move!"

"My lord, what exactly happened?"

Baron Hogg's eyelids twitched; he had a bad feeling.

Just as the little girl was about to answer, a furious roar came from outside: "Marquis Yog, come out!"

"I knew it was you, it had to be you, there could be no one else!"

"Why? It was supposed to be a banquet to clear up misunderstandings. Didn't Father apologize? Didn't you say 'we should look forward'? Why did you resort to assassination?"

Hogg felt a chill run down his spine; he recognized the voice—it was Ignaz's.

"Agudam"

"my lord"

“He’s very agitated right now. Let him calm down and then bring him over.”

The black-haired guard nodded expressionlessly: "Yes, sir!"

A moment later, Ignaz shouted, "Bubble Yog, you don't dare confront me? Fine, fine, since that's the case, I'll..."

His voice stopped abruptly, and a moment later, Agudamu walked in, carrying Ignaz by the neck.

“My lord, Ignaz has arrived.” The black-haired guard casually tossed him to the ground.

"..."

Ignaz stared intently at the bubble, his eyes practically spitting fire!

"Don't be impulsive, stay calm, stay calm when facing big things."

The little girl asked, "Has something happened to Earl Dalton?"

“Father, he, he died on his way back…” Ignaz choked up and couldn’t speak.

"..."

"I'm useless. My enemy is right in front of me, but I can only look up at her."

"just kill me!"

Ignaz originally planned to fight Bubble to the death as soon as he saw her, but after being hit by Agudamu's Breaking Finger, he can only lie obediently on the ground now.

"Annie, bring him a chair and help him sit down."

"Hmm, bring the Earl of Dalton's body over as well."

"Your father is dead, and you still want to humiliate him? If you have the guts, come at me! Come at me!"

"It wasn't dried bubbles."

The little girl calmly said, "Bubble will find the real culprit for you."

Upon hearing this, Ignaz looked at her with a mixture of surprise and uncertainty.

Soon, a guard carried Dalton's body in.

"Annie, go and take a look."

"kindness"

The head maid examined Earl Dalton's body with great professionalism and quickly came to a conclusion.

"Master, Earl Dalton died of poisoning."

"Look at the back of his hand, there are several claw marks here..."

Before Anne could finish speaking, Ignaz shouted again, "It was that maid! It was that maid who killed my father!"

“Ignaz, another person died at the banquet today.”

The little girl pointed at the maid: "The mastermind behind it all is this one!"

"Without your orders, a maid would dare to kill a guest at a banquet?!"

"Anne, bring Victoria's manuscript over."

"Yes!"

“Ignaz, look closely at what Bubble gave you. If you insist that Bubble did it, then you've truly fallen into its trap.”

"..."

“Mr. Ignaz, here you go. Your master won’t lie to you, please calm down.”

Ignaz, with a sullen face, flipped through the manuscript handed to him by the head maid. As he looked at it, a look of being mocked appeared on his face.

"Marquis Yog, is this all you want me to see?"

"Yes, please look carefully."

"..."

Ignaz glanced at his father's corpse on the ground, then at the black-haired guard. He gritted his teeth and continued reading intently.

The super-strong man read it very quickly. After he put down the manuscript, the little girl asked, "Can you stand up? Look at that person's head."

As the power of the Broken Finger technique gradually faded, Ignaz quickly walked to the young man's corpse.

He reached up and touched his head, then realized something was wrong and flicked it with his finger.

"His head is empty!"

Section 646, Chapter 645: The Real Enemy

An empty head?

Upon hearing this, Hogg's expression immediately turned horrified.

My nephew is a perfectly fine person, so how could he suddenly lose his mind?

"Your Excellency Marquis"

Ignaz asked in a deep voice, "When did this person die?"

"At the banquet, he took a sip of wine and collapsed."

"Did you put salt in the wine?"

"kindness"

"......wrong!"

Ignaz picked up the manuscript: "After the alien worms devour a person's brain, they will look for the next 'host.' You just said that the maid is the mastermind, which means that the alien worms are currently inside her brain, right?"

“That’s right,” the little girl nodded.

"How could a fat worm crawl out of this man's brain and then burrow into the maid's brain in full view of everyone? Were the people at the banquet blind?"