Bengtie: Is your pure and beautiful destiny serious?

After borrowing the "transportation", Cheng An said thank you and ran away. It looked like someone was chasing him from behind, and his anxious footsteps were very impure.

But who cares about purity or beauty at this time? She couldn't even laugh when she thought about the next development of Shajin. Why didn't she just run away and go back to find someone?

Gallagher looked at the figure from behind with a hint of doubt in his eyes. He always felt that although the girl knew a lot, she seemed unreliable.

He was originally planning to hand over the battlefield directly to the Starry Sky Train, but seeing the current situation, he decided to proceed according to the plan.

Thinking of this, he turned around and walked calmly in the opposite direction of the girl.

Cheng An took out his cell phone, looked at the message he sent to Sha Jin, and asked him what the situation was like over there. The young man's answer was as expected. He said that Latio asked him to meet him on Sunday and that the person was already on the way.

And unfortunately, that was five minutes ago.

The two of them may have arrived at Chaolu Mansion now, and there is a high probability that they have passed the first door of the Hidden Night Thrush mechanism.

I don’t know if she can catch up.

On the surface, the meeting between Sha Jin and Sunday was described as "a complete lynching", but in fact, Sha Jin had mixed a lot of his own calculations into it.

How to obtain the Aventurine, Latio's cooperation, and finally how to use acting skills to put the three cornerstones in their respective positions and give full play to their functions, all these goals were perfectly achieved in that "lynching".

Poor Sunday was still a young bird. He just felt that he felt relieved by the black magic he had cast, but in fact he was fooled by the company's plan and had no idea what to do.

Cheng An had no problem with Sunday. After all, who would refuse seven days off? Moreover, it was hard to dislike someone who advocated such a great view and had such a beautiful appearance.

But in this meeting, he was the one who attacked Sha Jin after all. She didn't want to fight, but she also didn't want to watch that already miserable child grow up to be even more miserable.

Therefore, if she joins halfway, she can at least help Sha Jin to gain confidence. By the way, maybe the influence of her fighting with Sunday on the spirit can also be alleviated.

The chance to meet is so rare, so I'll help as much as I can within my ability.

Thinking of this, the girl quickened her pace.

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On the other side, Gold Sand and Latio were looking at the slowly appearing gate and making sarcastic remarks to each other.

Gold Sha: "As expected, this is the correct answer." They just adjusted the orientation of the Night Thrush statues by themselves, and finally saw a way forward.

I can only say that Sunday's attitude is obvious. He has not even met officially yet, but he has already started to show off his power.

"What a great discovery! How about I give you the chance to join the Genius Club?" Latio knew his mission and Shajin's plan, so his behavior was no different from usual, and his words were as harsh as ever.

"Really? I thought you had let it go a long time ago."

"This is a damn joke, can't you tell?"

They were talking to each other as usual, but suddenly, the vibration of the cell phone interrupted their casual chat.

Cheng An: [Walk slower if you can, I’ll be there soon]

When the girl's message popped up, Sha Jin understood that the other party was worried about him, so he wanted to help, but he was inevitably a little helpless because he couldn't guess whether Cheng An, a "god" with unpredictable behavior logic, would directly disrupt the situation.

If she could ruin the little trick of that Sunday, Sha Jin would certainly be happy to see it, but if she happened to disrupt his plans, it might be a bit difficult to deal with afterwards.

Latio accidentally glanced at Sha Jin's phone which made the noise, and happened to see Cheng An's message.

He raised his eyebrows, "She really can't sit still, she wants to get involved in this one too?"

"Does she have some unrealistic impression of you? She's not stupid enough to think you're still underage, is she?"

Sha Jin knew that he couldn't stop the person by just typing, so he just replied "OK" and put away his phone.

The young man looked at Latio's indescribable expression and couldn't help but sigh, "He's probably not underage. There's nothing I can do about it. After all, I'm the younger brother."

Latio: "Has she always been like this?" She shows mysterious familiarity, trust and concern for people she doesn't know well.

Gold Dust: "Yes, we only spent a few months together. But that was a period of time when my sister and I's fate turned around, so she will always be our benefactor."

Shajin's words sounded somewhat insincere than usual, and Latio's usual sarcastic tone was blocked, so he was embarrassed to say it out loud for a moment.

"Tsk, let's continue. You'd better pray that she won't cause any unresolvable trouble in the family." After saying that, the indigo-haired professor left first.

The young man behind him raised his head and shook his head. Latio's pace had clearly slowed down. Obviously, our professor's cooperation and trust have always been silent and implicit, just like when he was gathering information for the mission.

Passing through the deserted corridor, there was still no receptionist in the next room, the front door was closed, and there were no conspicuous clues except for the sand table in the center of the room.

As expected, the two were once again faced with a locked door.

Shajin felt it was funny for some reason, "Friend, did you really make an appointment with him?"

Latio: "...This is a test. This is a test. You must prove your worth to Sunday before we can have a formal conversation."

"If I'm not mistaken, we have to find a way to open the door in this hall, otherwise this place will be a prison for you and me."

Excellent travelers who protect their destiny are always optimistic, so Shajin just raised his tone and said with a look of sudden enlightenment, "Oh, escape room, I like it. I just happen to be waiting for someone, so I don't even have to slow down my pace deliberately."

The two of them then walked towards the conspicuous sand table in the center of the room. After Sha Jin's observation and Latio's memory, they found that there was an obvious gap on one side of the sand table, which was obviously left there intentionally by the owner of the room.

Sunday's skillful move brought gold dust and Latio to solve the mystery along the way.

After searching the upside-down, complex room filled with dream wine towers, they found the missing small part "Gulliver's Arch" and put it back to the corresponding position in the sandbox. Suddenly, the whole sandbox seemed to have magic.

A burst of white light lit up from the sand table, and when the two people's vision was restored, the small archway turned into a door to a miracle - the little gold sand in the sand table and the big Latio outside the sand table thus realized the physical sense of "staring at each other".

Shajin was very curious: "Oh my God, I became smaller? Am I dreaming?"

Whether he found it funny or for some other reason, Latio snorted, "You are indeed."

They shouted to each other across the sand table. Sha Jin was like a child among a pile of toys, making some fantastic suggestions and suggesting that it might be better to hide in Sunday's collar and then gloriously infiltrate the family.

This brainless joke was naturally rejected by Latio, so the young man had to get serious and look for clues in the sand table.

So, faulty NPC characters, scattered puzzles, gashapon machines that required the professor's help, and empty pinball machine bases followed one after another. The entire sandbox seemed like a half-finished product, full of loopholes that needed to be corrected manually.

But it is these loopholes that contain clues to opening the door, so Latio, who was also locked in this room, had no choice but to cooperate with Sha Jin's actions again and again according to his requests.

For example, right now, he was about to go to the lobby to look for the pinball machine model. Latio sighed inwardly that the gold dust was really noisy, but he still set off neatly.

The blond young man, who was stuck in the progress, sat down on the steps to rest. As soon as he sat down, the sound of the door from the direction they came from opening was heard.

Shajin raised his eyebrows. The professor had just been out for two minutes? He couldn't be back so soon, could he?

But if not Latio, who else would come to this room that was carefully decorated on Sunday?

As he was thinking, his guess was confirmed by the voice of the visitor.

The man had just walked in and hadn't even gotten close to the sand table when he uttered a sigh. The clear sound was extremely loud in the empty room.

She said, “Is this the work that Brother Zhou Tian created after studying modeling for three years?”