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"It sounds like you just repeated your miserable experience in a very stubborn way." Ratio said with a helpless look.

"That's all I can say. Have you forgotten? You have already betrayed me, Professor." Shajin reminded the other party sternly:

"Go where you need to go. I can't wait to see the company's fleet surround Pinocchio. You got what you wanted, didn't you?"

【March 7: Is he still acting? 】

[Walter: It’s an obvious fact. If a senior executive of the company really died in Pinocchio... the company will definitely not let it go.]

[Jing Yuan: A perfect claim, isn't it? This Mr. Gambler really put himself in the game and tried to scheme against the family.]

"Indeed, but so what? Did you hide a beacon for calling for low-Earth orbit support in your bag of gift money?" Ratio had a sarcastic smile on his face, his tone full of disdain.

There was a mysterious expression on Sha Jin's face, making it hard to tell what he was thinking.

"Maybe that's why I'm still thinking about giving out money when I'm about to die."

Ratio couldn't help but roll his eyes and muttered unhappily: "...You're completely crazy, damn gambler."

However, facing Latio's accusation, Shajin seemed unusually serious. He muttered to himself:

“Maybe I’ve gone crazy, who knows”

"Oh, well... never mind. Here you go, take this. Open it when you are about to die, you will thank me," said Ratio with a sneer, while handing the small and exquisite bottle in his hand to Sha Jin.

Shajin lowered his head suspiciously, staring at the mysterious little bottle in front of him, thinking to himself:

What on earth was this? Was it some kind of life-saving medical advice? Just as he was about to ask, he looked up and was surprised to find that Doctor Zhenli had already left quietly.

Looking at the empty streets, Shajin shook his head helplessly, smiled bitterly and said to himself: "Oh, you understand drama, professor."

After saying that, he carefully put the small bottle into his arms, as if it contained a precious pill that could decide life or death.

Suddenly, he covered his head with his hands, looking in pain, and said through gritted teeth: "You want me to solve the case, but you don't give me any clues... You are really something, you bastard with wings on your head."

[Star: Sunday's title is increased by one]

[Hanabi: I still think Chicken Wing Boy sounds better, hehe~]

But the family's stowaway looked so uneasy, which confirmed my guess. Next... let the company's wealth rain down equally on everyone.

Under the dazzling lights, people were coming and going in the Golden Age Square. Sha Jin was walking quickly through the crowd with his briefcase, scanning the surroundings with sharp eyes, carefully selecting his target. At this moment, a clear and pleasant female voice suddenly sounded over the square:

"In order to let the song of pure beauty continue to be sung in the galaxy, please support my performance."

Upon hearing this, Sha Jin immediately turned around and saw a woman in gorgeous clothes dancing gracefully with various musical instruments placed beside her. While dancing lightly, she was working hard to promote herself to the people around her.

From the outside, this lady seemed to be just a minor celebrity, but Sha Jin thought to himself: Maybe she might hold some clues?

With this thought in mind, Shajin slowly walked towards the lady and handed a gem to her: "This gem is for you."

"Wow, what a beautiful gem! How could someone be willing to give such a crystal clear and dazzling gem to a stranger?" The lady's face was full of astonishment and confusion, but she could not hide her inner joy.

"Because I..." Sha Jin's mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile, and said softly: "I can't bear to see someone suffer from poverty in a beautiful dream."

The lady was deeply moved after hearing this and said with deep emotion: "You are so kind-hearted. I will accept it. Thank you for meeting you for the first time. If you have the chance, you are also welcome to come and listen to my singing."

Still smiling, Shajin replied firmly, "It's a deal. But I'd like to take this opportunity to ask you, have you ever heard of any anecdotes about "death"?"

"Death?" Hearing this word, the lady's face suddenly became solemn, and a trace of fear and uneasiness appeared in her eyes. She frowned and muttered to herself: "This... is really a frightening word, which is not in line with the beautiful dream."

"To be honest, I'm a tabloid reporter, and I'm collecting Pinocchio ghost stories. As for these kinds of things, I'm sure you understand... the scarier they are, the more likely they are to attract attention. Perhaps you can help me?"

[Xi'er: 'To be honest']

[March 7: Although I don’t like lying, this is the only solution.]

"If rumors are allowed... Although it has nothing to do with death, it is said that in real hotels, there have been cases where guests have slept and never got up." The lady said softly with a solemn expression, revealing a hint of worry and uneasiness in her voice:

"It seems to be a coma of unknown cause. Fortunately, the person regained consciousness in the end... After all, the family is protecting the guests."

"Thank you, that's enough. May Hippie bless us."

The idea of ​​not being able to wake up after falling asleep is very consistent with the possible reaction of the real body after the brain dies in a dream. It would be better if the part about waking up was not included.

Sha Jin couldn't help but sigh, and then frowned again. Ah... there seemed to be something in his head, maybe it was harmony, that began to have an effect.

After looking around, he set his eyes on an old man next to the turntable bar. He then walked over to him and handed him a gem:

"I give it to you, I hope you like it"

The old man bent over, squinted his eyes and said:

"You... Oh, I see. This must be some kind of prank show! You must have set up a camera on the upper floor over there to record yourself doing good deeds, right?"

Then, the old man began to rebuke in a stern tone, and then scolded, "You young people, you just want to take a radical approach all day long, this won't work. A truly good play can only be made with heart."

Facing the old man's rebuke, Shajin acted very friendly. He smiled and explained, "The good show will start soon, old man. But before that, I want to ask you something. Do you know where to find "death" in this dream?"