Bengtie: Is your pure and beautiful destiny serious?

Cheng An hurried to Chaolu Mansion. He didn't meet many staff members along the way. Although it couldn't be said that there were many obstacles, at least it could be said that the journey was smooth.

It can be seen that Sunday made quite comprehensive preparations for this meeting, and the entire mansion has become a map full of puzzles.

So she quickly arrived at the room full of sand tables based on the route she remembered and the familiar puzzles along the way.

Originally, she was worried that she might be too late. After all, there were only a few rooms to solve puzzles in the main storyline, and two big men with high IQs could probably pass them in just a few steps. But when she looked up and saw the red door in front of her, she immediately felt relieved.

It was obvious that the door had not been unlocked yet. According to map experience, the doors that can be unlocked and passed through are all green.

It seemed that she was not late.

Once she relaxed, she started talking casually. Her attention was instantly drawn to the huge sand table in the center of the room, and she blurted out a complaint and sigh.

She could not forget the scenes in the sandbox, such as NPC No. 1 who went through the manhole cover, NPC No. 2 who tried to scam people, NPC No. 3 who faced the wall, etc. It was a wonderful work full of randomness, and anyone who saw it would burst out laughing.

But now, there seems to be something else that can make people laugh even more.

Cheng An walked to the edge of the sand table and saw a small blond young man in the middle of the high-rise model. He was wearing jewels and was very eye-catching. He was standing in a relatively open area and waving at her with a smile.

"Sister Cheng An--" he was shouting, "Do you see me? Over here, over here--"

Woohoo! So super cute!

On the surface, Cheng An still behaved like a normal person, but in his heart he was actually wondering how long humanity would have to be dominated by this cute creature.

"I saw it," she replied. "Why are you alone? Where's Professor Latio?"

The gold dust looked like the size of a palm, and it looked very agile standing on the square filled with NPCs. If the sand table was like a model of a sales office, then the gold dust looked like a scaled-down model, too delicate to be a single layer.

"The professor has gone to find the model of the pinball machine. If you want to solve the puzzle here and find the puzzle with clues, you need to go to the other side through the pinball machine." Sha Jin saw that Cheng An was in a good mood and cooperated with him to talk about the situation on his side.

"Then why doesn't Latio just carry you over there?" She looked at the terrace on the other side of the "high-rise building" that Sha Jin pointed to, and felt that it was not too far from a normal person's perspective.

The blond young man was silent for a long time before he spoke: "I'm afraid that the professor will let go of me. I'm so young and vulnerable now."

In fact, everyone knew that Latio would definitely not backstab his teammates, but if he was asked to carry the gold dust himself, he would definitely be ridiculed. So for the sake of everyone's physical and mental health, Gold Dust decided to follow the normal puzzle-solving process.

Cheng An gave him an understanding look, and then he was ready to make a creative transformation of the sandbox. "Do you need my help?"

No one can remain indifferent to a sandbox that is fully plastic and filled with ornaments. She is still a child. What's wrong with building blocks and playing with toys?

His intuition told Sha Jin that the next development might not be right, but curiosity and trust in Cheng An prompted him to accept the suggestion, so he replied "OK".

The girl, who received support, immediately began to pile different parts at the feet of the gold dust, from small benches and tables to taller parasols, and finally to street lights, some detachable roofs and small parts of the capsule machine.

While carefully avoiding hurting the little person, she randomly dismantled a floor from the sandbox city and built a "stairway to heaven" from under the feet of the gold sand like a stack of stairs, leading directly to the terrace where the puzzle flew to.

"...Sister, that person in charge would be angry if he knew that you dismantled his model, right?" Sha Jin looked at the "Stairway to Heaven" in front of him, feeling very complicated in his heart.

He walked up two steps and found that it was actually quite solid. He inexplicably felt like he was climbing a mountain.

Cheng An: "Huh? No way. He is the boss of the family, he won't get angry just because someone borrows his sandbox to build some blocks, right?" Besides, is what he built good?

"We are all engaged in artistic creation. The family is about singing humorous music, and building blocks is about three-dimensional construction. It's about the same. He will understand."

At worst, she can restore it to him later. She remembers the map.

This is what Latio saw when he returned.

At that moment, he felt that he could no longer hold the pinball machine model in his hand, and he had the urge to throw it at the head of the person in front of him the next second.

"That's nonsense. Hasn't anyone told you not to touch other people's things without knowing the details?" Latio felt that he might get high blood pressure if he continued listening, so he stopped the loss in time and interrupted the conversation between the two people.

"Hey, professor, you're back--" Cheng An and the gold sand in the sand table turned their heads at the same time and looked at Latio who had successfully completed his task.

"Don't worry, it will be fine." Cheng An believed in Sunday's character. There were a lot of puzzles in this mansion, but a person like Sunday would not use such ruthless tricks. At least not at this time.

"Professor, I also think that the quality of this building block is quite good." After overcoming the confusion in his heart, Sha Jin walked briskly on the built stairs. He felt like he was walking upstairs. The visual effect was quite cool when he felt it with his small body.

Cheng An takes the lead and Sha Jin walks away. One dares to dismantle the other dares to go up. One believes in structural mechanics and the other believes in good luck and passion. They seem to be having a lot of fun.

Latio slowly typed a series of ellipsis: "..."

He resigned himself to the fate of placing the pinball machine back to its corresponding position in the square. "Do you need my reminder? We still have business to attend to."

Are they not going to see Sunday? They are so enthusiastic and optimistic here.

He had to go, so Sha Jin quickened his "climbing" pace, walked to the terrace to find the last piece of the puzzle, and then returned to the pinball machine in the square through the pinball machine on the terrace.

The main goal is to experience each one of them so that everyone’s work is not in vain.

When Sha Jin completed the last piece of the puzzle, the door that was originally closed lit up green, symbolizing "passable", which was a sign that the mission was accomplished.

Go out this door and walk through a small corridor to reach Sunday's office.

The blond young man passed through the small door of spare parts again and successfully changed back to his original size. He landed gracefully and completed his task with flying colors.

Seeing Cheng An giving him a thumbs up, Sha Jin couldn't help but shake his slightly messy bangs in front of his eyes and made an inconspicuous handsome gesture, like a peacock showing off its feathers.

This man obviously had just had a great time, as if he had experienced that kind of adventure, and now only the corners of his clothes were slightly dirty.

Unable to bear it any longer, Latio raised his hands to cover his eyes, but he had no choice because the idiot in front of him was his partner, not a student who could be thrown out of the classroom. He had to force himself to calm down and ask about Shajin's plan.

But as a habitual gambler, he obviously believed more in his own ability to improvise and his luck in gambling rather than careful planning, so he still looked frivolous and indifferent, and even the curve of his mouth did not change at all.

But his tone was more thoughtful, and what he said was logical and firm: "There is no plan, just act according to circumstances. There are only two bargaining chips in negotiations: interests and fear."

"That man's sister died, he definitely couldn't sit still, that's what fear is."

"And I will find the murderer. Due to his identity and position, he can't do it himself, but I can. This is the benefit."

Listen to this informative speech: “My sister is dead”, “The murderer”, “Find him out”.

It was clearly Sha Jin who was answering Latio's questions, but Cheng An felt that even though she was not mentioned in every word, she was involved in every word.

The girl, who had just had a pleasant conversation and happy cooperation with the "murderer" and was carrying Mianmian, who caused Zhou Tiange's "sister to die", felt a little sweaty and evil curiosity.

The gold in front of us is trying to find these things out. Will he guess that the central clue to all the mysteries is actually right next to them?