Genshin Impact: Furninna, sister, I am really not a pervert

After Villette's figure completely disappeared in the rain, Fenina took a deep breath and walked slowly towards the Opicele Opera House.

Really, I knew it would turn out like this.

You can just take a boat there, why would you need to walk through the wild on a rainy day?

Fonina looked unhappy and her steps became faster and faster.

The air became more and more humid, and insects hid under the leaves and flew low.

My good mood was gone because of Villette. I am not a clay Buddha, I also have a temper, okay?

Do you really think you are some kind of intimate big sister? An intimate big sister also has a temper!

Phew, calm down! Calm down!

I have to see Funina in the best condition and not let her be affected by my reasons.

These days, Fucaros has been very disobedient.

After taking back Holmes's magic weapon, he hid in the Cardinal of Oracle and Judgment under the pretext of insufficient energy and collected the law of chaos...

What a joke, the Opikley Opera House is currently occupied by the festive atmosphere group. Beautiful colorful decorative ribbons are hung in every corner, and all trials have been postponed until after the Thousand Souls Festival.

Doesn't Fnina know what Fucaros is thinking?

These days, Funina has been rehearsing in the theater. She obviously went to see Funina!

Wait! Calm down, Fernina!

Furninna and Fukalos are both your sisters. You can't be jealous of your two sisters!

That is so immoral!

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The sky was covered with dark clouds, blocking out the sunlight, and the surroundings became a little gloomier than before.

At the same time, it is also the easiest time for criminals to take action!

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound of grass and trees around, which at first sounded like the sound of wind and rain.

But the sound was too dense, more like the sound of someone stepping on it.

The sound of wind and rain did indeed greatly reduce the thieves' whereabouts, but that didn't mean that someone couldn't really hear them.

Watling paused for a moment, then continued walking forward calmly, holding the umbrella as planned.

A black gun muzzle slowly poked out from the bushes a few hundred meters away. The dark muzzle seemed to be endless. The strange man holding the gun aimed at Watling through the scope and was about to shoot.

Between closing his eyes and opening them again, Watling's figure suddenly disappeared.

The strange man looked a little dazed, and looked up in the direction where Watling disappeared. He was obviously a little bit unbelieving, so he looked forward through the sight again.

But this time, the sight seemed to be blocked by an unknown object, and he actually saw a dark eye through the sight.

"Are you looking for me?"

The strange man suddenly felt a chill on his back and looked forward in disbelief.

Watling held the pistol in his hand, crouched in front of him with his chin supported by one hand, and said with a smile: "I see you have been lying here for a long time. Do you need me to hold an umbrella for you?"

This time the weirdo saw it, but he not only saw Watling's figure close at hand, but also heard his voice.

The weirdo's heart sank, and he was about to pull the trigger to let the crimson bullet burst out of the gun towards the young man in front of him, but the front end of the gun was suddenly stepped into the mud by someone.

The weirdo looked up at Watling in disbelief. Watling tilted his head and smiled, "You look a little unfamiliar? You're not from Fontaine, are you?"

Watling's eyes flashed, and he noticed that the weirdo was about to continue struggling, so he grabbed the gun handle with his backhand and was about to hit the weirdo on the back of the head.

Then, a whooshing sound was heard from the bushes and the monster was hit on the back. The struggling monster instantly lost his strength and collapsed on the mud without any reaction.

Watling looked slightly startled, and said with a slight smile: "Well done, Carolee!"

"Fortunately, I reacted quickly. If the noise of your fight with him had alarmed the birds in the forest, it would have been bad."

Carolee, holding a tranquilizer gun in her hand, jumped out from the bushes in the drizzle. She put the tranquilizer gun back into the backpack on her back and hid it, with her hands on her waist, looking a little unhappy.

"I understand, I understand. This time it's all thanks to Miss Carolee."

The unromantic Watling casually agreed with Carolee, then lowered his head to pull off the weirdo's clothes and mask, frowning slightly.

The strange man's face was pale and his lips were purple, which were obvious signs of poisoning.

The other party seemed to have swallowed the poison in his mouth a second before he fell into coma.

"It's the Idiots again. What on earth do they want to do here?"

Although the Thousand Spirits Festival is approaching, the hidden dangers will not disappear.

Originally, the focus of Watling's work was to investigate the dirty deeds done by the nobles in private.

Under the instruction of Lady Fnina, those guys who were occupying the toilet but not doing anything were quietly dealt with!

But now, these guys who eat and drink for free have actually started to collude with the Fatui.

According to existing investigations, the scientific research team that previously investigated and studied the remains of Erinath here should have come from the Fatui of the Kingdom of Winter.

Without the permission of the Executor, the Fatui would not sneak into Fontaine without permission.

Watlin's eyes were slightly cold, and he slowly stood up and thought to himself: "It seems necessary to report to Lady Funina."

What do you plan to do with the remains of Erinaceus, Faintheads?

Watling looked down at Carolee and said softly, "Carolee, this is a member of the Winter Fools. He has committed suicide by taking poison."

"Dead! I, I..." Carolee was shocked and speechless for a moment as she looked at the Fatui.

"This is not your fault, Carolee." Watling squatted down, stroked Carolee's forehead and comforted her, "The Fatui team has always had this awareness. Once we catch them, if we don't stop them in time, they will eventually commit suicide by taking poison to prevent leaking information."

Carolee nodded slightly, still feeling a little reluctant.

"Carole, the weather is too bad now. It's not suitable for tracking and investigating." Watling turned around and looked in the direction they had been investigating, and said helplessly, "Can you see any clues?"

Melusin's vision is different from that of humans. Even on a rainy day, Carolee might be able to find some clues.