I'm really not an NPC

Chapter 600 Dingbrook's determination

Chapter 6 and seven
"This……"

Ding Brook was completely speechless.

His mind is in turmoil.

He didn't expect that the skeleton would infiltrate the castle to such an extent.

I didn't expect this chamber of commerce to be so arrogant.

Elizabeth refused to cooperate.

killed!
Browning hampers the eyes, kill!

From what the bald chef said, it seems that there is no one in the world who cannot be killed?
"Master Ding, how is it? What do you think of my plan?"

The bald chef stared at Ding Brook with sharp eyes like a falcon.

"I... think it's okay..."

Ding Brooke was very tempted. If he could become the king of Nightingale City, he would definitely be on his way to the pinnacle of life again!

But what he was worried about was not whether he could make himself king.

But how to solve Elizabeth?
He grew up with Elizabeth since he was a child, so he naturally knew how powerful and terrifying this woman was.

Under normal circumstances, I want to kill her without anyone noticing.

The difficulty is too high!
When Dingbrook was evil, he would also think about how to execute Elizabeth in his mind.

Without taking himself into consideration, he found it too difficult!
"Very well, Master Ding, since you agree, let's discuss the plan to kill the Countess."

The bald chef snapped his fingers, and Dingbrook immediately concentrated.

The bald chef said: "Kill the Countess, we skeletons can't handle it, so it's up to you!"

"what!"

Dingbrook immediately peed in fright.

He was still mentally prepared to hear the amazing plan of the Skull and Bones Society.

As a result, the first sentence they said was, we can't handle it, so you have to do it?
"What are you kidding! I can't do this! I won't do it either!"

Ding Brook raised his voice a few decibels, but he was afraid of disturbing the passers-by outside the door. He immediately covered his mouth and growled emotionally: "I know what you are thinking! I will tell you clearly! No! I will do it. not!"

The bald chef looked calm: "No, you can do it."

"No! I can't do it!"

"You can do it."

"I can't do it!"

"Oh!"

The bald chef nodded, got up and walked out the door.

"What are you doing?"

Ding Brook was stunned, he didn't expect the bald chef to leave.

"Since Mr. Ding is unwilling, then just pretend that I didn't say anything."

The bald chef said unhurriedly.

"Are you really leaving? Then everything just now can be regarded as never happened?"

Ding Brook asked suspiciously.

"Ah."

The bald chef nodded.

"Then you won't report on my diary?"

Dinbrook was still worried.

The bald chef smiled, but said nothing.

Dingbrook's soul is about to leave the ground.

They didn't say yes.

It means they will really expose me!

Do not!
That does not work!

"You have no evidence!"

In horror, Ding Brook gritted his teeth and said.

The bald chef didn't speak, just smiled.

But this smile frightened Dingbrook to the extreme.

Why is this guy so calm?
Does he really have other handles of his own?
He sure has!

Otherwise, he wouldn't be so relaxed, it's obviously a well-thought-out plan!

Ding Bulk was terrified, tearing up: "You must force me?"

"Ha ha."

The bald chef continued to chuckle.

Ding Brook frowned tightly, his face flushed with anxiety: "Don't go too far!"

The bald chef smiled lightly, "If there's nothing else, I'll go first?"

"Don't! Don't go! I promise! I promise!"

Seeing that the bald chef was about to leave again, Dingbrook completely collapsed.

The other party obviously didn't say any threatening words.

But how obvious is the danger expressed.

Ding Brook was about to cry.

He knew that if he didn't leave the bald chef behind, his fate would be miserable.

He is also desperate!

"very good!"

Hearing Ding Brooke's promise, the bald chef came back and sat down again, took out a pack of kraft paper with a smile and said: "The powder inside is colorless and tasteless. After taking it, it will not poison people to death immediately, but has a half-day display period." After the toxin strikes, the poisoned person will have paralysis of limbs, muscle twitching, and eventually the soul will fall into a state of death, and the state of death is consistent with a stroke. Basically, people will not be suspected of being poisoned."

"So, even if Countess Elizabeth dies, you won't be suspected, and people will only guess that she suffered a stroke and died of anger..."

"This……"

Dingbrook thought it was ridiculous.

Would the female devil who had so much power in Nightingale City be pissed to death?

Is this a bit too fake?
"I know what you're thinking. Don't worry. People don't have evidence, so they won't doubt you. If they do, they will doubt Browning first."

The bald chef spoke his plans.

Ding Brook suddenly realized when he heard the words.

After the death of the Duchess, even if people had complaints, they would definitely vent to Browning.

At this time, Browning will be eager to take over.

And the Skull and Bones will send someone to assassinate him during this period.

In the end, the crime can be blamed on fanatical fans of the Countess.

In short, the Countess was dead, and Browning was dead.

Then the person in charge is naturally Ding Brook, who is like Elizabeth's brother, isn't he?

"But... I am Elizabeth, although I am close, but those untouchables don't know it!"

Dingbrook was still very worried.

"It doesn't matter if they don't know. The point is, everyone in Nightingale Castle just needs to know. Your succession is not determined by the mood of the people of Nightingale City, but by the mood of these soldiers, these servants, and even our Skull and Bones Society. Do you understand? "

"understood."

Ding Brook felt that it made sense, and nodded excitedly.

"Alright, it's not too late now. I just found out that the Countess is still in the study. You can cook her a bowl of chicken soup now."

The bald chef patted Dingbrook on the shoulder, and put the kraft paper wrapped in poison on the stool.

"I've already stewed the chicken soup. It's almost ready to be cooked. You can get it now. Remember to take this packet of paper with you. I'm going to bed. I hope to hear good news tomorrow morning."

After giving a deep and sinister smile, the bald chef slowly left.

Dingbrook looked at the package of papers on the stool, trembling all over.

He was nervous and frightened.

But more is excitement.

In the dream, it's not that he didn't imagine that he poisoned Elizabeth.

But every time he watched Elizabeth take the poison and hadn't had an attack yet, he would be awakened from the dream.

He understood that his subconscious mind was too afraid of Elizabeth.

It simply doesn't look like something like this is going to work out.

That's why he woke up repeatedly at the last moment.

"Reality is not a nightmare. I can do it for sure. Elizabeth must die!"

With such confidence, Dingbrook put the paper in his pocket, opened the door and went out.

(End of this chapter)