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Sambo put one hand on his hip and shook his head slightly. "Well, I can't comment on that. But I really like what you said - 'The good show is about to begin, and those who can't get on stage in time can only retreat behind the scenes' - it makes a lot of sense."

“Occasionally, old Sambo wants to go on stage and make a fool of himself.”

"Hanabi turned and said, 'If you run out of ideas, please contact me. I value friendship."

"Forget it. You'd be doing me a big favor by staying away from Beloberg. After all, the kind of pleasure Miss Hanabi seeks... I wouldn't be so impressed." Then, with a wave of his hand, he said, "I'm leaving. Give Giovanni my regards."

“I know, I was just saying it casually, don’t take it seriously. One or two people are like this…”

“Why take it so seriously?”

-

Harry Potter.

The soil of the Forbidden Forest smelled of damp mud after the rain. Harry followed Hagrid, his boots constantly sinking into the mud with a "smacking" sound. Hagrid's moleskin coat was also covered in mud, but he strode forward without a care, even bending down from time to time to check on the newly grown fluorescent mushrooms on the roadside.

"Hagrid, these masked fools might have a trump card! The trump card is their mask!" Harry jumped over a fallen tree trunk while panting, excitedly telling his speculation about the people or things in the sky. "If you ask me... they must have power hidden in the mask!"

"And that Huang Quan, she's so cool! She can actually counter the Rememberer who was snooping into her memory, and she even swept through Hellfire Mansion single-handedly! This is simply—" Harry suddenly realized that Hagrid had been silent, and involuntarily lowered his voice: "...Hagrid, are you listening?"

"Sorry, Harry, I haven't really paid much attention to what you're talking about." Hagrid pushed aside the vines that blocked his way without looking back. "Compared to the fateful walkers who fight and kill all day long in there, I still prefer those cute little guys in the universe."

"brat?"

Harry carefully recalled the animals Hagrid usually raised, and suddenly had a bad feeling: "The little fellow you are talking about could be a real sting-"

"Do I have such bad taste, Harry?" The two finally reached the hut, and Hagrid pushed open the door with the dragon's teeth nailed on it. "Come in and sit for a while."

As soon as he opened the door, Harry knew what Hagrid meant by "the little one".

In addition to the messy furniture in the room, the most eye-catching thing is the several stuffed toys placed in the corner - it is hard to imagine that Hagrid, a giant, would like such things. In addition to Pam, there are also Uncle Woowoo, Sui Yang and others.

Harry's eyes lit up when he saw Pam's stuffed animal.

"Interesting, isn't it? That... rabbit?" Talking about his favorite magical beasts, Hagrid finally showed some interest. "I've never seen such a perfect creature! It has a long lifespan! And its intelligence is no less than that of humans! And it looks adorable too! I suspect Pam is some kind of alien rabbit hybrid, but unfortunately, we can only observe it through the skylight."

"But the most interesting thing is this." Hagrid took out a basketball-sized Woohoo doll. "This thing is selling like hotcakes in Diagon Alley. I finally managed to get one, and a lot of ladies like it. It's a pity we can't contact the Black Tower Space Station, otherwise I would definitely apply to them to adopt one."

Chapter 368 Pinocchio (Forty-seven)

"…Alas, my friend, my expression wasn't much worse than yours when I saw this scene." Gold Dust nodded. "You're not mistaken. It's her, the famous singer, Mockingbird."

"The robin also..."

Gold Dust calmly said, "Let me be clear, this has nothing to do with me. I'm just the unlucky guy who stumbled upon the scene. My family can vouch for this. If you don't believe me, ask someone from the Hound family. They hate me and the company, so they wouldn't lie."

"This isn't the crime scene. What I'm showing you is a memory—the simplest light cone display technology, licensed by Yiting and owned by our company." Shajin looked at the scattered memory bubbles in the dream pool beside him and said in a calm tone, "At this point, do you still think that [Sea Patrol Ranger] is an outsider?"

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One Piece.

"What a sharp-tongued brat." Fujitora frowned slightly. "However, his intention to divide Xing and Huang Quan is too obvious. Although Huang Quan has many doubts, as of now, she has no ill will towards Xing."

Green Bull leaned against the railing, gazing at the scenery of Mary Geoise. "...Aren't you being too arbitrary? How can you be sure that Huang Quan has no ill intentions or other motives? A woman who keeps telling riddles from the very beginning is simply not trustworthy."

"If Huang Quan had malicious intent, Xing would have suffered the same fate as Grand Duke Hellfire long ago. Means are only valuable when one lacks power. As for an Envoy...without another Envoy opposing him in Pinocchio, there's no need for such twists and turns."

Green Bull thought about it carefully and it seemed to be true. But he always felt that Shajin was particularly targeting Huang Quan. Whether it was identifying the murderer or investigating, it seemed that he was deliberately dividing the people around Huang Quan.

"Tell me, is it possible that Gold Dust and Firefly—"

"These two aren't related," Fujitora immediately replied, his staff sword resting lightly on the ground. "At first, I also thought that Liuying and Shajin were in cahoots. But if that were the case, Shajin couldn't have been unaware of Liuying's murder. He must have known about the meme. But now... he's pointing fingers at Yomi so clearly, so he must know nothing about memes."

Green Bull's brows furrowed deeply. "That's interesting. Who exactly is this Firefly? It seems like she has nothing to do with any force. Could she be a guest of [The End] or some other destiny?"

"No, there's another force that might be a possibility." Fujitora raised his head, "observing" the sky with his blind eyes. "You remember the first time she saw Sambo, right? That meticulous observation... only a well-trained warrior could have done that. It's so different from the life story she described: a 'patient' lying in the medical bay? Haha, how could a patient who has been bedridden for years make such a judgment?"

"Considering that patrol rangers rarely interact with each other, I suspect she might be a ranger like Huang Quan...but why she hides her strength and experience is unknown."

-

"Pinocone has solemnly promised: within the beautiful dream woven by our family, the safety of every guest will be guaranteed. Those in danger will be forcibly awakened and returned safely to reality."

"What grounds do they have for such assurance? Because behind this promise lies the blessing of Harmony: the family's dream builders have linked their thoughts together, creating an unbreakable safety net."

Gold Sand looked back at the painting behind him—a passage leading to Pinocchio. "Break through this defense, create 'death' in dreams... Even the Rememberer can't do this without the family's permission."

“Who could do this? My friend, it could only be her, the woman who calls herself the Sea Ranger… an imposter who concealed her true identity as an Envoy…”

"Afrit's death is certain, and Robin...her tragic condition is before our eyes. Who will be the next victim?"

"In that case, I won't trust anyone." Xing slowly shook her head.

"It's alright, you can make your own judgment. Cultivating trust always takes time, and I'm willing to wait." Gold Dust shrugged, as if Xing's attitude was entirely within his expectations. "I just hope you understand that surrounding that so-called inheritance...undercurrents are swirling within Pinocchio, and everyone harbors ulterior motives."

"Don't choose the wrong side. If I were you, I would keep my distance from Huang Quan. After all, a plan on the table is far more effective than a monster lurking in the shadows... isn't it?"

-

Honkai Impact 3rd.

"People who try to sow discord like this are the most despicable!!"

The more Kiana watched, the angrier she became, and the angrier she became, the more she wanted to watch. She was afraid that Xing would sever his ties with Huang Quan because of Shajin's sweet talk. At this time, Miss Jizi and Mr. Walter would be needed to expose his calculations!

"Strange..." Mei lowered her head slightly, her fingers unconsciously stroking the edge of the teacup, her thoughts gradually diffusing, "I've noticed from just now that they've been placing special emphasis on the concept of 'death'. It seems that this is different from the death of ordinary Pinocchio..."

"I've noticed that, too," Jizi said. "Pinocone's death likely involves two concepts. If we use a gaming analogy, death in the normal sense is like a character dying in battle, then resurrecting at a respawn point and starting the game over again. The 'death' mentioned by Shajin and Sunday... is like an account being banned, unable to play the game anymore."

Bronya frowned. "What a cruel metaphor..."

"If that's the case, doesn't that mean Miss Liuying will never be able to enter Pinocchio again?" Kiana looked at Jizi with a worried look on her face.

"...Well, most likely. Neither she nor Mockingbird can re-enter Pinocchio. I'm afraid they're both wandering around the Daydream Hotel right now. The bad news is that Pinocchio is going to be in chaos. The good news is... their lives are safe."

"However, the family might find a way to get Mockingbird back to Pinocchio. After all, the Harmony Ceremony can't proceed properly without her. But Firefly... that girl might not be so lucky. She might be the first to be eliminated from the watchmaker's inheritance."

-

"But who says there isn't a deeper conspiracy behind these calculations?"

"As the two spoke, the Black Swan gracefully approached, toying with a card between her fingers, only to vanish in the next second."

Gold Sand's expression darkened. "... Rememberer, I believe our deal is over."

Black Swan ignored him and looked at Xing beside him. "Gold Dust is telling the truth. This memory is real, without any distortion or fabrication."

"Shajin nodded and said, "The company isn't Yiting, so what it can do is quite limited. My friend, let's cut to the chase—I'd like to personally collaborate with Starry Sky Train."

Chapter 369 Pinocchio (Forty-eight)

"I told you before, I'm not interested in a battle for inheritance. I came to Pinocchio simply for work. I want to recover some lost property for the company, you know... the ownership of the [Border Prison]."

"Thanks to the Star Core, it's long since gone bad. The company has tried to talk things over several times, but the family won't even open the door." Gold Sand adopted a tone of embarrassment and resignation. "You have no idea how difficult these guys are to deal with. Put it this way, they were able to conceal the existence of Death before, and they'll definitely be able to cover up Robin's death this time, too."

"For this, Gold Sand needs Xing's help, but Xing says he has other plans."

"It's okay. I'm not forcing you, but I don't want much. Why don't you just listen to me first, okay?"

Shajin's smile faded, and a hawk-like sharpness began to flicker in his eyes. "I have only one goal: the family gate is a high wall. To tear it down, I must first dig a few holes. If a flaw appears, the company will have plenty of means to deal with it."

"Now, our opportunity has arrived. If we can uncover the truth behind the [Mockingbird's Death], we can bring justice to the deceased and gain leverage in negotiations. Please, family, come to the table."

“This is the opportunity of a lifetime… I’ve been researching and making friends in Pinocchio for this very moment.”

-

Cut the red eyes.

"If you want me to say..."

Inside the Empire's Hunter Order, Will was savoring the scones Black Eyes had given him, mumbling, "I quite admire this guy, Gold Dust. Even though he doesn't look like a good person, he's quite capable of getting things done."

Hei Tong tilted his head when he heard this, seemingly puzzled by Will's opinion: "...But I feel like he's just a playboy who only knows how to talk nonsense."

"How is that possible? Hei Tong, look..." Will stretched out his hand and began to gesture, "He's a company executive, and his first time in a place like Pinocchio, with so much money on him, and the first thing he does is not to enjoy himself, but to work! How self-disciplined he must be!"

"Uh... Will, it's normal for a country boy like you to be dazzled, right? Is it possible that this kind of prosperous life is nothing new to Sha Jin?"

"It's not just that." He wiped the biscuit crumbs from the corner of his mouth. "As soon as he arrived at Pinocchio, all his luggage was confiscated. It's like a naked man trying to go to war with an entire family! This is simply—"

"Absolutely stunning, isn't he?" Lan, standing by, smiled faintly and continued the young man's words. "He's like a wolf whose teeth have been plucked and claws have been cut by his family. But even so... he still finds ways to bite his family's throat. I have to admit, that's truly admirable."

"Isn't there Professor Latio to help him?" Hei Tong muttered as he stuffed a candy into his mouth.

"So far, it seems the professor hasn't taken any action." Lan picked up his teacup and blew away the steam. "It doesn't look like the professor will follow Gold Sand's orders... Perhaps they're on equal footing when it comes to handling the Pinocchio incident?"

-

"This tragic news is extremely detrimental to the family, so they will spare no effort to prevent outsiders from interfering, especially in the company. However, I also believe that there are a few factions that make exceptions, which is why I need you all. The Star Train is out there, and [Harmony] will also give you the most fair evaluation."

"Xing can't make the decision on this matter alone. Shajin said it was okay, saying she could have a good chat with her companions. Then she gave Xing her contact information and forced 50,000 credits on her in the name of an investigation."

"Xing asked Black Swan for her opinion. She thinks there might be more to this deal than meets the eye."

"He doesn't know about Miss Liuying yet—but judging by your reaction, he might have sensed something. He's intentionally steered the conversation towards the truth behind her death, entangled in his own logic."

Black Swan couldn't help but admire him: "Quick response, clear logic... I must warn you, working with that man is very dangerous."

"I must give Liuying an explanation," Xing said firmly.

"I agree with that. But be careful. In a dark forest surrounded by wolves, you must first ensure your own escape."

"Did you notice anything else unusual?"

"The appearance of two victims in such a short period of time... This in itself is extremely unusual. There are two possibilities: Pinocchio's dream collapse has accelerated, causing Death to become extremely restless and the family's protection to become fragile; or, alternatively, all of this is part of a plan by someone."

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The burial of Fulilian.

"Everyone's actions are part of someone's plan..." Fulilian repeated meaningfully, and suddenly felt a chill down her spine, a creepy feeling that everything was calculated.

"Could it be someone from the family?" Xutark suddenly asked.

“Idiot… How could the family do this?” Zain curled his lips. “What good does killing a mockingbird do for the family? Isn’t this just shooting yourself in the foot? And judging by Sunday’s attitude, he doesn’t seem to know anything.”

"Lady Fulilian..." Philen's voice was soft, like the frost and dew of late autumn pressing on the grass. "I think... both possibilities are happening."

"—The former is inevitable, while the latter is somewhat related to Miss Huang Quan. After all, as an [Envoy], she probably carries a mission and responsibility that is difficult to express."

"But Huang Quan doesn't look like someone who can plan everything behind the scenes, right?"

Hugh Tark scratched his head. "Her memory is so bad. Even if she can come up with an incredible plan, she'll probably forget it in a few days, right? She can't even remember the way to the lobby... Rather than trusting her, I'd rather believe that Liuying is the mastermind behind everything."

-

"Black Swan led Xing out of the Dream Hotel. After that, the two of them parted ways completely."

"But before leaving, Black Swan gently stroked Xing's earlobe, leaving a cool sensation. Then, she handed a card to Xing."

"This will be enough, a small parting gift. If one day you are unfortunately drowned in the deep sea of ​​memory, without the Memory Keeper by your side, it will show you the way out on my behalf."

"The Black Swan smiled softly, saying, 'I, too, am very attentive to social etiquette... Consider this my apology for keeping something from you.'"

""Thanks.""

"Black Swan said he had some personal matters to attend to regarding that Sea Ranger, so the two of them said goodbye here."

Chapter 370 Pinocchio (Forty-nine)

"Back at Pinocchio, Xing finally received word from the train crew. After briefly checking in on each other, everyone decided to gather at the Clock Kid statue."

"..."

"Some time ago, deep in the memory realm."

""It's time for you to draw that knife, Ranger.""

"The charred ground cracked into spiderwebs under the intense heat. Sam's gaze was fixed on the ever-at-ease figure not far away. Huang Quan calmly blocked each of his blows with her scabbard. The scorching fire couldn't even burn a corner of her clothes."

Huang Quan's eyes remained calm. She gripped the scabbard tightly and asked a seemingly irrelevant question: "...Hunter, do you still dream?"

"Dream about those who died because of you?"