Bengtie: Is your pure and beautiful destiny serious?

Huahuo left in a very cool manner, leaving two people who knew little about the subject sitting in their seats, looking at the table full of glasses, speechless.

"I hate the Riddler the most." Cheng An covered his eyes with one hand, leaned back, and slumped on the back of the seat, looking a little haggard.

"I agree." Sha Jin also nodded in agreement with a deep hatred.

"But this is really a headache. The fool is so tight-lipped that he doesn't even leave me any chance or mercy." He gained almost nothing from this conversation. Hanabi had no interest in talking to him at all.

"It seems we have to start from the family side."

"What exactly do you want to know? Why don't you tell me? Maybe I will know." Cheng An's presence made the only hint that Hua Huo was supposed to leave gone. She should help Sha Jin fill in this gap.

The girl slowly sat up again, like melted slime turning back into human form, and she looked like someone who had just experienced a great ups and downs in life and was now cheering herself up to comfort others.

Sha Jin felt a little emotional, thinking that Sister Cheng An was really a nice person.

"I want to know what the family is covering up."

Cheng An was sincere and straightforward. "This dream is frivolous, luxurious, and superficial. It's obvious that something shameful has been hidden. I need to know this and reveal it to others."

This will cause more people to doubt the Dreamland and generate public opinion, and then the company will have an excuse to intervene here. This is the purpose of his trip.

"If a leader keeps a secret, it's probably because the news will cause mass panic among ordinary people." Cheng An will reveal some information, but not too much, otherwise she won't be able to cover it up. To do this, she has to come up with some seemingly reasonable logic.

"Then what do you think is most likely to cause people to panic?" The girl raised her eyes and looked at the bright gold sand across from her.

"Life or death?" he asked.

"Yeah." She nodded. "Most of the people who come here to indulge in luxury are wealthy upper-class people, or people who have sold everything they have to work hard. They come here to dream, and they definitely don't come here to work hard to make money, but to live a good life."

"If these good days are over, or even life is over, then the meaning of this beautiful dream will be greatly reduced, or even cease to exist."

"After all, who would travel thousands of miles to die? Especially someone who is rich and powerful. And it is said that the richer and more powerful one is, the more afraid of death one is."

Sha Jin tapped his chin, seeming to be lost in thought. Of course, it is also possible that he has already begun to conceive of his own plan. After all, smart people are so scary that they can think ten steps ahead before taking one step.

The atmosphere didn't remain silent for too long, because this was not too complicated for Shajin to understand. "Then from your perspective, where should I start?"

"Well... if you want to get in touch with more of the truth, I suggest you get on good terms with the Star Train." After all, the protagonist is in that camp, so its value is self-evident.

"And if you want to make things worse, then you must come into contact with a being with high military power."

Cheng An worked backwards from the original outcome of the plot, listing the people who could help Sha Jin.

"As for the person in charge, you probably won't be able to get much information you want from them, but his sister is worth seeing." See the "corpse" and give everyone a little "death" shock or something like that.

Cheng An felt that he had almost revealed everything. Sha Jin's job was probably to connect all the things she said together and form a complete plan.

I don’t know if he will be cursed by Sunday again, and I don’t know if he will still be determined to die.

But she is here, at least she won't stand idly by. Even if she can provide some reassurance and support, it would be good.

Sha Jin listened to Cheng An's analysis sentence after sentence, without any intention of correction in his tone. He seemed to be very confident in what he said, and therefore had a plan in mind and reasons.

"Sister, how do you know so much?" He was a little confused.

"This is called analysis. Now that I'm here, I'm definitely not here to die. Of course, I've been paying attention to the situation here." Cheng An spoke nonsense with confidence.

"We pure knights are very sensitive to changes in the people and environment around us, so that we can rescue those who are in trouble and need help at any time. This is a routine operation."

She waved her hand, indicating that this bit of analytical information was not worth mentioning.

Gold Dust: "..." Is this true? It seems that his understanding of the Pure Knight is still too superficial.

"I see. Thank you, Sister Cheng An." No matter what, there was some clue at last, and a sincere smile finally appeared in the young man's handsome eyes.

"So what's next - eh?" Cheng An originally wanted to take the gold dust to Aideen Park, and take advantage of this scary man's good luck to kill everyone at the gashapon machine, but unfortunately, before she could open her mouth, she received a message reminder on her mobile phone.

I opened the group chat and found that it was Ji Zi who was calling everyone to meet in the lobby in reality.

"Good job. I have to go find my friends next." She looked up at the gold dust with some regret. "The rest of the investigation is up to you. I'll come find you when I have the chance."

"I've already told you that I'm not a kid anymore." The blond young man seemed helpless. After all, this was his job, and it was not unusual for him to investigate on his own.

"Besides, there's Latio here. Even though the professor is being harsh, he must be trying to gather information right now."

"Be careful...Oh, by the way!" The girl who was about to leave clapped her hands as if she suddenly remembered something. She began to feel her pockets, and after searching for a while, she took out a red brooch.

Sha Jin was not unfamiliar with this. When Cheng An lived in the clan, he could see such a bright red flower brooch pinned on the sleeves of girls' clothes every day.

But now, she handed the brooch to herself and said, "I almost forgot again. This is a gift that is many years late."

As an object created by the music box, this brooch originally only carried the pure and beautiful power from the music box that she could channel. However, since she had her own power, the brooch had little effect on her.

It just so happened that she had been planning to give little Kakavasya a spare brooch as a birthday present that year, but unfortunately too many accidents happened and the final separation was too hasty, resulting in the fact that this little thing never had the chance to be given away.

Now that we meet again, maybe it's time to make up for it.

"Although it is not a valuable new gadget, it is indeed a pure and beautiful creation. I have relied on it to escape danger many times. Now I give this small blessing to you, Kakawashia."

After Cheng An could no longer use it, he injected some of his own power into it. It is hard to say whether it can bring any luck bonus or pure blessing, but at least it has some protective ability given by Cheng An.

"If you are stuck in a difficult situation, you can just throw it out. If nothing else, it will be a great fire starter. Pure beauty can also provide a certain degree of corrosion resistance."

After the girl's transformation, this brooch is no longer just a souvenir that she had planned to use for stylistic purposes. Now, as a gift, it is actually quite presentable.

Cheng An: "This is a belated birthday blessing. I originally wanted to give it to you on your birthday. But fortunately, it can be used now."

"Kakavasia, I wish you good luck in being undefeated."