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"Sorry, I was distracted for a moment... I'm going to the bathroom and will be back soon."

After being reminded by the waitress, Liuying came to her senses, made up an excuse and hurriedly left the dressing room, even ignoring the waitress's calls behind her.

She was sure that the faint chirping sounds she had just heard were not her illusions.

This place... has bugs.

After making sure that she was out of everyone's sight, Liuying took out a silver object shaped like a summer cicada. The mechanical structure shone slightly under the light.

With a slight force on the palm of his hand, the emerald green cicada wings opened, and a blazing flame surrounded the silver-haired girl.

"Sam Armor, combine!"

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In the complicated corridor like a maze, Jeremy, holding his venom spray gun, chased the purple-black figure in front of him without giving up.

Without having to hide his abilities for fear of exposing his identity, Jeramy can use his spider silk and venom without restraint.

At this moment, several sticky spider webs had stuck to Yiyu Meme's body. Although its sharp wing horns could cut those spider webs into pieces, Jeremy's relentless pressure left it with no time to shake off the spider webs that were still stuck to its body even after being cut into pieces.

Not only that, every time the Memory Domain Meme wants to escape into the wall again, the spider webs stuck on its body will hold on to the wall tightly, greatly delaying the time it takes to merge into the wall, and the venom bombs that follow will force it to leave the wall and dodge.

If the function of crying did not exist, Yiyu Meme felt that he was really about to cry.

Since the moment he was born, he has been admired by those who knew of his existence for his mysterious and strange methods. Today was the first time he experienced what it meant to have no way to escape underground.

What kind of monster is that guy chasing me? He has the explosive power to knock me over, the sword skills to cut me in half, he can release poison and spit spider silk, and his right hand is harder than the horn of his wings.

This was the first time since Yiyu Meme was born that he had seen someone who had learned more than himself.

The most terrifying thing is that now that guy has set his sights on me, and I can neither beat him nor run away.

Clap, Gallagher, come and save me quickly, I'm not really immortal.

What's more, Jeremy's idea is more dangerous than killing himself directly. This guy is planning to make me into a specimen.

Although the memory domain meme was already wailing in his heart, Jeremy, who was chasing closely behind him, didn't care about that.

If this purple-black shadow was only targeting him, Jeremy would still want to play with it. After all, he still had some motives that could be considered illegal, so if possible, he should try not to make the scene too big.

But since the other party has already attacked Miss Saturday, Jeremy does not intend to let the other party swim back into the bottomless shadow.

It fired spider webs at the purple-black shadow in front of it that was trying to escape. Although most of the spider webs were cut into pieces by the sharp wing corners in mid-air, the chopped fragments still stuck to the memory domain meme with the remaining force.

Although it was not enough to completely freeze the opponent's movements, it gradually slowed down the opponent's speed.

At this speed, I will be able to catch this strange guy before the next corner.

Jeremy knew that this strange creature would not die even if it was almost cut in half by him, but as long as he caught it, he had plenty of ways to make it as good as dead.

He did not deliberately hide his presence as he did when he acted as Glass before. After all, he was chasing her out openly in front of Miss Saturday, which was equivalent to having a pass given by the young lady herself. Even if he was seen by others, he had sufficient excuses.

What's more, Jeremy didn't see a single person along the way, as if the entire backstage had been evacuated without him noticing, like a hunting ground specially created for that purple-black shadow.

Unfortunately, someone misjudged Jeramy's strength, and now the identities of hunter and prey have quietly been swapped.

However, it was strange that such an undisguised pursuit was not noticed by even a single staff member who should have been busy backstage.

Although the music in the hall and the cheers of the guests were still going on, the liveliness seemed fake. As long as you lifted the curtain and went behind the scenes, you would find that the entire Clark Film and Television Park seemed to have been hollowed out.

[Mianmian, run this way. I've already sent all the family members away. With your speed, you should be able to get by without being noticed... Bring him over here. I want to discuss something with him as well.]

Gallagher's voice echoed in the memory meme's mind. It was almost being chased by Jeremy like a headless fly, but it seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw, and quickly changed direction and ran towards the depths of the other end of the corridor.

The purple-black shadow was like a long snake crawling on the ground, and it shot out silently like an arrow.

Jeremy naturally followed closely behind. If he didn't catch this strange thing today, he would not be able to let Miss Saturday return to the Oak family without worry.

As the two chased and fled, Jeremy followed the purple-black shadow into a spacious room.

The room is composed entirely of a dressing table filled with countless cosmetics, hangers displaying many gorgeous clothes, and an exquisite photo frame standing in the corner of the dressing table, which has obviously been carefully wiped.

It looked like a dressing room, and the photo frame on the dressing table told Jeremy who the owner of this dressing room was - he saw the figure of a robin in the photo.

However, Jeremy didn't have the energy to focus on the photo now. The figure standing behind the door was the one he should pay more attention to.

The purple-black body of the Memory Domain Meme coiled around the figure. Although his face had a decadent expression with untidy clothes and beard, under the protection of the Memory Domain Meme, the figure actually had some mysterious meaning.

"It's you...you are the mastermind behind all this?"

Jeremy had seen this person before. He had met him once when Miss Saturday took him to the private room.

He remembered... this guy seemed to be called Gallagher, the sheriff of the Hound family.

"Mastermind? You could understand it that way. I did come all the way here specifically to find you. After all, Mianmian doesn't seem to be able to beat you, so I had to come here in person."

Gallagher fiddled with the lighter in his hand, the flame flickering in his hand and burying half of his face in shadow.

Pointing the venom spray gun at Gallagher, Jeremy could roughly judge that the other party was not his opponent, but since the other party dared to appear in front of him so openly, he must have something to rely on.

Of course, if the opponent is really just brave but not wise, and thinks that he can beat him in a two-on-one fight with that purple-black shadow, then Jeremy will naturally welcome this challenge.

"Don't get me wrong, I know I can't beat you. After all, you're the one Mikhail has been waiting for so long. I don't have the confidence to surpass Mikhail's vision yet. I just want to talk to you."

Closing the lighter in his hand, Gallagher put his hands in his pockets, and seemed to have no intention of becoming an enemy of Jeremy.

However, the memory memes surrounding him made Jeremy unable to relax.

Even as they were talking, the memory domain meme had already torn off the spider web that had stuck to it.

In other words, it is no longer so easy to keep the purple-black monster.

However, it is not a big problem.

The spider silk, so thin that it was almost imperceptible to the naked eye, had silently spread from the soles of Jeremy's feet, weaving around the entire dressing room into an almost invisible old dragon.

Although spider silk of this thickness is not strong enough to completely resist the sharp wing corners of the memory domain meme, it is still no problem to stop the other party from escaping into the darkness for a moment.

Besides, even if the memory domain meme runs away, Gallagher can't run away.

The venom spray gun has been fully charged. As long as Gallagher moves slightly, Jeramy can throw the venom bullet in his face.

He just didn't believe that Galahad could escape into the darkness at will like that shadow that didn't resemble a human at all.

"Negotiation requires sincerity, Mr. Gallagher. You first arranged for that monster to attack me, and then arranged for it to attack Miss Saturday. I don't see any sincerity in you at all."

"Choosing this room as the venue for the negotiations shows my sincerity."

Gallagher flicked open the lighter in his hand again and tossed it lightly into the air.

The burning flames gently brushed across the ceiling, and a shrill alarm suddenly sounded, and the alarm in the corner emitted a scorching red light.

"I'm sure you've noticed this is the dressing room of Miss Mockingbird, the Universal Singer. The alarm has been triggered, and the family hounds will soon surround this place. I'll cut to the chase."

Gallagher's face showed a hint of fatigue and decadence. He had put a lot of thought into making sure that Memory Meme and Jeramy arrived here without being noticed by anyone.

Not only do you have to carefully calculate the speed of the person and the figure, and measure the time it takes them to pass each section of the road, but you also have to rack your brains to find a reason to temporarily send the family members on duty away.

As for those who really couldn't move, Gallagher had no choice but to let them take a short rest.

The deserted scene Jeremy saw along the way was actually just a coincidence carefully created by Gallagher. Less than ten seconds after he passed by, the patrol route of the family members would pass through the area he had just stepped into.

In order to create this time difference, Gallagher spent a lot of effort. He felt that the number of brain cells he had lost today was more than that of the past thirteen years combined.

Fortunately, the singer handed over the security work that should have belonged to the general manager to Sheriff Gallagher in order to perform on stage and date someone at the same time. Otherwise, he really couldn't do such a thing.

"This room contains some secrets that will surely interest you. Whether you can discover them or not is up to you. Now let's get down to business."

Gallagher looked at Jeremy, a hint of seriousness showing on his decadent face.

"Jerami, there's a dead man waiting for you. He wants to meet you. Are you interested in dying once?"

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"Jerami, there's a dead man waiting for you. He wants to meet you. Are you interested in dying once?"

Gallagher's voice echoed in the dressing room, and his decadent and somewhat nonchalant tone made it unclear whether it was a real invitation or a threat.

However, with the memory memes swirling around him, Gallagher doesn't look like a good guy at all.

Gallagher's words made Jeremy frown. He remembered the prophecy from Elio that Kafka conveyed to him when he just set out for Pinocchio.

[Jerami, you will die in Pinocchio.]

Originally, Jeremy didn't take this prophecy too seriously.

After all, in Elio's scripts, death is just one of the most common scenes. Jeremy has "died" more than once in Elio's scripts because of his special physique.

But now, death seems to have come to him.

However, despite Elio's prophecy as a reminder, Jeremy did not intend to believe the man in front of him.

He was certain that this guy was holding some unspeakable secret, and the "please" he said might not be genuine.

After all, when he first fought with the purple-black monster, the opponent's secretive and ruthless sneak attack was definitely aimed at taking his life.

"Dead people? I don't remember knowing any dead people. Besides, such words coming from you who just attacked me are not convincing at all."

The venom spray gun showed no intention of moving away. Although Jeremy had "died" many times in Elio's script, it did not mean that he would just agree to other people's requests and die obediently.

Even though he possesses a certain degree of immortality, Jeramy does not have the hobby of wasting his life.

"Well, I probably expected this reaction from you, but as long as you still want to find out the secret of Pinocchio, I will agree sooner or later. Before that, why not tell me a riddle?"

He clicked the lighter in his hand again, and Gallagher's face was faintly divided into two sides of light and shadow under the illumination of the fire.

"Jerami, although I don't know why Mikhail is waiting for you, I think you should be able to understand the riddle he left behind before he died - why does life refuse to sleep?"

The confusing riddle made Jeremy roll his eyes. He suddenly felt that instead of being called the Star of the Event, Pinocchio should be called the Star of Riddles. It seemed that everyone here had to recite a riddle to him.

The annoying fool was like this, the elegant and dignified rememberer was like this, and even the bearded uncle in front of him was like this.

Obviously, when he was in the company, he was the kind of riddle man.

However, no matter how Jeremy rolled his eyes in his heart, Gallagher still did not finish his riddle collection.

"Jerami, have you ever thought about why the dream bubble, which shouldn't exist, was brought to Pinocchio by the fool?"

Ignoring the venom spray gun pointed at his head, Gallagher spread his hands and slowly paced around Jeremy to the accompaniment of the alarm, and his voice did make Jeremy think.

My hometown has clearly sunk into the narrow void of nothingness, and the day of its destruction is long ago. Even if there were still some dreams that had not been shattered by chance, they should have gradually disappeared under the wear and tear of time.

After all, once shrouded by the shadow of the Sleeping Formless One, no one can escape the devouring void, not even Jeramy himself...

"Even if this world is never short of coincidences, don't you think that you've encountered too many coincidences since you arrived in Pinocchio?"

"Why, why is the One-Horned Shining Lord in the Dream Cage?"

The One-Horned Shining Lord is a nickname in the Fool's Riddle. Others may be confused by this, but Jeramy can probably guess what the real meaning of this riddle is.

But... didn't the One-Horned Shining Lord die long ago?

In the war that led to the destruction of his hometown, he was devoured by countless swarms of insects.

"Why does Miss Saturday never display her wings and halo in front of you, and never act with her famous brothers and sisters? Is it really just because they have a bad relationship?"

Gallagher's voice continued, but this time, Jeremy really could no longer explain the situation with common sense.

Wings and halos should be the most proud things for the Tianhuan people. They are not shy about showing their halos and wings in front of others, but take pride in it.

But Miss Saturday...

Moreover, since Miss Saturday’s singing voice and humor are both as good as the robin’s, why is it that only the robin appears in the Amber King’s revelation?

There was a guess that had actually already arisen in Jeremy's mind a long time ago, but out of trust in the singer who had fought alongside him in the memory space, Jeremy had always been unwilling to face it.

At least, he didn't want to label his encounter with Miss Saturday as a false lie until he found solid evidence.

"It seems you don't want to dwell on this question, so let me ask another question... Why did all your old friends coincidentally meet you in Pinocchio? Those who gathered here must be the few ties you have in this world."

A series of questions made Jeremy's expression a little silent, and his eyes began to unconsciously reveal a thoughtful glimmer.

Although he knew very well that as a commercial spy, he should not be led by the other party's questions.

But Gallagher seemed to know too much, and every question hit home.

After all, what he said were indeed some doubts that even Jeremy himself couldn't figure out.

As the relic of the pioneering star god Akivali, it is only natural that the Star Train would be invited by the family.

The goal of the Star Core Hunter is to hunt star cores, so it is not surprising that they would go to Pinoconi with some purpose.

But why is it such a coincidence?

"It seems you've discovered the loopholes you've overlooked while being so engrossed in playing house with the young lady. In that case, I'll ask you one last question."

Seeing that Jeremy had started to think, a glimmer of light finally flashed across Gallaher's dejected eyes.