Bengtie: Is your pure and beautiful destiny serious?

Although Jinxun could hardly suppress the smile on his face, Sunday had tried so hard to hint at Latio's "efforts", and Jinxun couldn't just pretend that he had no feelings.

So he was filled with anger from being backstabbed, and he said symbolically to the professor beside him: "Latio, you bastard..."

The tall man was probably a little speechless, not knowing whether it was because of his slightly poor acting skills or his extremely low aggressiveness. He pretended to be guilty and tilted his head, as if avoiding Sha Jin's sight.

In fact, Latio turned his head and met Cheng An's gaze, and both of them saw complaints in each other's eyes.

Cheng An: That’s it? You just cursed your friend for backstabbing you?

Latio: Don't ask, I didn't teach you that.

After some unfriendly negotiations, Sha Jin went out with a bag of "cheap jewelry" and the threat of "17 system hours" on Sunday.

Cheng An and Latio followed behind him. The three of them were silent along the way. If someone who didn't know the inside story saw them, they would probably think that the meeting arranged on Sunday had successfully alienated them.

In fact, as soon as they walked out of the Chaolu Mansion, Cheng An couldn't hide the smile in her tone. She asked Sha Jin: "How is it? Do you feel good? Did you enjoy the performance?"

The blond young man naturally understood what was said. The girl had seen through the tacit drama between him and Latio. The so-called professor's backstabbing and the so-called communication with Sunday were all to promote the smooth implementation of the next plan and for Sha Jin to get his cornerstone back without anyone noticing.

"It was indeed a thrilling show." He nodded in a good mood. The plan was completed and there was no serious physical impact. It was a big win.

"I knew this was the result you wanted. I did just as you said - I fulfilled my duties faithfully." Seeing that the man could still laugh, Latio thought that the problem was probably not serious, and there was a hint of relaxation in his tone.

"If you can't hold on anymore, remember to notify me." This was his care as a partner.

"The genius of the House of Commoners is planning to collect my body? Oh my god, it's an honor." The blond young man responded to everything naturally. Of course, he understood the professor's silent instructions, so he was still in the mood to make a joke.

Cheng An: "Honestly, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere? My skills are not that great, at best I can only make the force of the brooch have an effect of making bricks fly."

As she spoke, she took out the small red brooch from the fur collar behind Sha Jin's neck and put it back in her pocket.

"It's not a very sophisticated method. It can only weaken the impact, but it can't completely block it, nor can it accurately respond to and resolve mental attacks."

Just in case, she held the young man's shoulders and turned him half a circle to the left and right, and then found that there seemed to be nothing unnatural about him, and his condition was similar to what she had imagined.

"I just feel a little dizzy, and I don't feel any obvious problems." Sha Jin obediently let Cheng An pick him up. He knew that the thing thrown at him was his sister coming to rescue him. The effect was so obvious that it was hard not to be happy.

"By the way, I don't have a very obvious feeling about the limitation of 17 systems he mentioned. That's really a big help, Sister Cheng An!"

He turned to Latio and said, "Then I'll trouble you to go and give the message now, Professor. Tell them that the gold dust is fully prepared and will cooperate with Sunday's good intentions. You can enter the venue in seventeen system hours."

The blond young man's attitude towards Latio could be described as pleasant. Before leaving, the professor even handed him a small scroll with a strong personal decorative feature, saying it was a doctor's order.

"Take it. Open it when you are about to die, you will thank me." After saying that, without waiting for Sha Jin to ask more questions, the man turned and left, maintaining his usual high-end style.

Shajin didn't quite understand Latio's intention, but he still carefully put the scroll into his pocket, then looked at Cheng An who still hadn't left, and asked, "Sister, don't you have your own mission?"

"Good question." The girl raised her eyebrows and smiled kindly, "I'll go with you. If you go on stage to perform, you have to give me a VIP seat."

Anyway, there was no major disaster on the train crew's side, and they mostly chatted with each other. The final team fight was not very urgent, because even if the gold sand was in the form of a BOSS, it would not be too cruel to everyone.

In comparison, the process here is more exciting.

"Although it seems to me that things have never gone as smoothly as they do now since I came to Pinoconi." Upon hearing the word "performance", a guilty look flashed across Sha Jin's face, but he quickly regained his composure.

"But sister, you will definitely help me next time and won't hinder me from completing my mission, right?"

"Of course." She nodded with a righteous expression, looking extremely reliable. No one would have guessed at first glance that there was a lot of bad intentions hidden under this expression.

The two reached a superficial consensus.

At the same time, Ji Zi, Xing and San Yueqi were getting to know Gallagher and Shu Weng. While tasting the Pinot Connoisseur cocktail, the two groups of people did not forget to secretly communicate with each other about the watchmaker.

Then Gallagher discovered that he was the only one who knew the truth about the girl who asked him for sleep, while the rest of the train crew were still in the dark. He still had to do his job: lead the way for the other members.

It is difficult to judge whether the anonymous guest named Cheng An was kind or not, but considering that he himself is a mysterious believer who prefers to keep things to himself, he does not seem to have the right to accuse him of hiding secrets.

On the other hand, Uncle Yang and Huang Quan were suspicious of the family's concealment, so they were conducting a not-so-secret investigation in Chaolu Mansion. They even swaggered all the way to Sunday's office and looked through the room from beginning to end, which had just quieted down not long ago.

The two did not miss any investigation point, and even searched out the light cone of the simple concert they had attended with their sister when they were young that they had saved on Sunday, without any hesitation.

As for Cheng An, although Sha Jin already had his own preliminary plan, to be on the safe side, he still wanted to find out some information from different people.

So the two men picked up the bag of gift money and began handing out jewelry to passers-by in Aideen Park, looking suspicious.

But people in the dream world are very free. Compared to the drunkard who vomited rainbows on the roadside, no one would laugh at two Bodhisattvas handing out money, so this job is not shameful.

Coupled with the extremely deceptive and exquisite appearance of the gold sand, everyone's attitude towards them is just like treating the silly children of a landlord, who come to the dream world to be money-giving boys in order to complete some research arranged by the family.

Thanks to this great face and the eloquent words that come out of his mouth, information such as "weird-looking memory memes", "reports on death rejected by the editor-in-chief", and "tall stowaways" can be easily asked.

It was obvious that the family wanted to keep the secret secret, but there was no such thing as an impenetrable wall in the world, even in the dream world.

Every piece of information obtained adds another chip to Sha Jin's guess and plan, helping him win.

"Is that about enough?" Cheng An looked at the bag containing the gift money and it was deflated. He felt that there were probably not many jewels left in it. If he gave more, he was afraid that all the cornerstones would be taken out.

She pointed in the direction of the Grand Theatre. "Shall we go there next?"

I originally thought that Sha Jin would nod with a helpless expression or her usual smile, but the blond young man seemed not to hear her words and just stood there rubbing his head.

Then his gaze shifted to an empty area nearby. He frowned slightly, with a look of surprise and annoyance on his face, as if he was looking at an unpleasant person.

He said, "Who are you?"

Cheng An felt mentally numb watching this haunted scene. At this moment, she even felt that it was worse than a haunted scene.

Could it be that this person is influenced by the same harmony and therefore has a different personality in the main storyline?