Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

Finally, the long-legged man bent down and found the phone case under the table.

"Ah, found it! It fell down there!"

At the same time, Yan Huan's cursing could be heard on everyone's screens.

"When I get back, I'm going to kill that guy who messed with my phone case!"

"..."

Upon hearing these words, Big Wave and Fatty were visibly shaken, their faces turned pale, and they broke out in a cold sweat.

After a long silence, the fat man finally took the phone case from the long-legged man and sat down, looking uneasy.

"Cough... There's nothing to be afraid of. He's probably just saying that out of anger. We'll just give the phone case back to him later."

“Yes, yes…” The other senior executives quickly nodded in agreement.

In the surveillance footage, Yan Huan was seen squatting in front of the pit again.

Looking at the phone floating in the rainbow, he reached out as if to grab it, but then stopped.

It seems that he was considering the psychological harm he would suffer from doing so.

"..."

Chapter 1108 He really used his hands!

Everyone saw Yan Huan scratch her head on the screen, then walk out of the bathroom with a troubled expression.

"It breaks here." The fat man looked at the big waves:

"Did you only install hidden cameras in the men's restroom at Liumeng Reef?"

“As I said before.” Big Wave shrugged.

"I personally enjoy prying into other people's privacy because it gives me a strange sense of excitement."

"Therefore, I will not install such things in normal places where everyone can see them freely."

"Stop pretending, everyone. Back when we fought Pinocchio, everyone who died was teleported across Dream Reef."

With her wavy hair and small hands supporting her chin, she leaned on the table. "I'm sure I'm not the only one spying on that dream world."

"Alright, I have follow-up information from my surveillance equipment." The long-legged man shared his surveillance footage on the screens of the others.

“We must remain vigilant about primal dreams; they will always be a threat.”

On the screen, Yan Huan emerged from the bathroom and walked onto the road, looking around as if searching for something.

He first climbed a tree in front of passersby and broke off two bent branches.

Try holding two twigs in your hand like chopsticks; the ends form an 'eight' shape.

"..."

Realizing the two branches were useless, Yan Huan casually tossed them onto the road and walked directly towards the center of the dance floor not far away.

Then the video cut off again.

Based on the angle of the surveillance footage, the camera appears to be hidden in the ceiling of the public restroom.

"It broke, it broke again," the fat man said helplessly.

Are there any heroes left?

"Don't rush." ​​The long-legged man swiped the screen and sent the next video to everyone.

“I’m always reliable. I’ve secretly installed cameras wherever there are a lot of people in Liumeng Reef.”

"Awesome." The fat man and some of his colleagues gave her a thumbs up.

Continuing to look, I found that the color tone of the image was very distorted.

A magnificent sound came from the screen.

"Hiss, this tune, is it a chorus?"

someone exclaimed.

"There are family members on Liumeng Reef; they are experts!"

The scene changes.

Then everyone saw Sunday playing the piano on the side.

"..."

Meanwhile, not far behind Sunday, on the mixing console, a robin was spinning records, shaking back and forth.

Some residents of Liumeng Reef nearby also joined in, playing along with Xieyue's less-than-stellar-looking instruments.

There were still a large crowd dancing around in the dance floor; it was a chaotic scene.

Among them, Potio's dance was the worst, and the person dancing with him next to him was Vanvik.

“Well, the criminals tied us up on Sunday and went straight to Dream Reef.” The fat man gritted his teeth.

"And Miss Robin...when did she go there?"

Big Wave pulled a bag of snacks from his chest, opened it, and said, "Is it possible that they never came back?"

"It seems the criminal went to help Miss Robin on Sunday." The fat man narrowed his eyes.

"If we want to deal with that criminal, perhaps we can start with Miss Robin."

"Although Mr. Otti will not agree to what we do to Miss Robin, we can imitate Miss Robin's handwriting and write a letter to Sunday to lure him into our trap!"

"Write a letter?" Big Wave rolled his eyes.

"Come on, what era are we living in that we still write letters?"

Is it expensive to send a message on social media these days? Is it expensive to make a phone call?

"This is Pinocchio, not your old home where you didn't even have a steam engine."

On the screen, Yan Huan stood beside the dance floor, gazing at the diverse crowd, lost in thought for a long time.

He strode over to Sunday and started chattering, but the music was so loud that it was impossible to hear him.

Sunday shook his head slightly and even moved his body to the side, as if he wanted to avoid it at all costs.

"What is he doing?" the fat man asked.

"Could it be that they're going to have the former head of the Oak family retrieve his phone from the toilet?"

"It would be strange if I agreed." The wavy-haired man's lips twitched. "If Lord Sunday really goes there to retrieve his phone, I'll definitely save the video carefully..."

"Yeah, let's retrieve the phone!"

Suddenly, the fat man stood up abruptly, excitedly saying:

"If that criminal really is lying down next to the pit trying to retrieve his phone, we can totally use the video to blackmail him!"

"The once-renowned head of the Oak family wouldn't want his image to be ruined, would he?"

"?" The others stared blankly.

It seems... makes sense?

Seemingly to confirm what the fat man had said, even though she was politely refused on Sunday, Yan Huan didn't leave. Instead, she stepped closer and talked on and on.

Although it was unclear what he was saying, it was evident from the footage that Sunday's hands were constantly tapping on the black and white keys, but his face still showed a hint of impatience.

Finally, he opened his mouth slightly and said a few more words to Yan Huan.

Upon hearing this, Yan Huan turned around and looked at the robin behind the mixing console.

"Damn it, you beast!!"

Big Wave threw down the snacks and angrily cursed:

"Mr. Sunday is such a jerk! He actually made my sister go to the exam pit to grab a spot for her thesis defense!"

She slammed the chair back, raised her hands high, and yelled to the sky, "Women's safety!!"

"..."

"It's not necessarily going to be Miss Robin who goes to retrieve it." The long-legged man glanced at her, casually pulling up his black stockings, and said seriously:

"Perhaps we should have the Emperor ask Miss Robin if she has any good ideas."

On everyone's screen, Yan Huan stared straight at Robin, who was DJing, and then started rambling on and on about something else.

Upon hearing this, the robin was first shocked, and then awkwardly responded to Yan Huan.

Finally, he pulled a few tissues from beside the mixing console and handed them to Yan Huan.

Yan Huan took the tissue from the robin and was slightly lost in thought.

"..."

Everyone in the conference room was mesmerized.

"Who can deduce what happened?" A black question mark slowly rose from the top of the big wavy head.

"Tissues, you know, for wiping your nose," the fat man said, leaning back in his chair and shrugging.

"I think it means that the Emperor should not be in a hurry."

"That makes sense." The long-legged man nodded slightly.

"Miss Robin can't possibly have told him to just scoop it up with his bare hands and then wipe his hands with a tissue, can she?"

Yan Huan stared at the tissue in her hand for a moment, then heard the robin say something more, so she had no choice but to walk slowly towards the public toilet again.

Big Wave then pulled up the recording from the hidden pinhole camera he had concealed there and shared it with everyone.

In the scene, Yan Huan is holding a tissue, squats down in front of the previous pit, ponders for a long time, and slowly reaches out towards the rainbow.

Upon seeing this, everyone in the conference room held their breath.

"???"

"No, you really mean with your hands?"