Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

The two of them practically turned the conference room upside down, gathering all the valuable information they could.

“Let’s stop here… there doesn’t seem to be anything else worth noting,” Huang Quan suggested.

Walter nodded slightly:

"Before stepping through the gate, I had imagined all sorts of scenarios of dealing with the family, but I never expected to be greeted by only an empty house."

"An empty house?" A voice came from the back gate.

On Sunday, he was holding a bowl of ramen, slurping it up with chopsticks while looking on in astonishment:

"Unauthorized trespassing in forbidden territory is hardly proper behavior for a guest, is it?"

Sunday gradually put down his chopsticks and glanced at the two men: "Mr. Walter, and..."

"Sea-Patrolling Knight, Lady Huangquan."

Upon being discovered during his infiltration, Walter quickly turned around:

“I’m sorry, Mr. Sunday.”

"We couldn't find anyone to report to, so we entered your residence without permission. Please forgive us."

Sunday walked slowly by, placed the bowl of ramen on the table, and turned to look at the two of them:

"Even if no one greets you, shouldn't you two sit quietly and wait for the host to arrive?"

"Let's leave this sea patrolman aside for now... As far as I know, the Star Train has already spoken with the family's staff, so there's probably no need for them to make a special trip."

Walter replied:

"We came here to understand the case with Mr. Sunday in order to avoid any mishaps during the investigation."

"..."

On Sunday, looking around, he saw that his light cone had been turned upside down, and his eyelids twitched immediately:

"Is this how you understand the case?"

"..." Walter and Huang Quan fell silent.

Seeing that they remained silent, Sunday sighed:

"...That's all."

"Since you two say you've come for the case, I have no reason to ask you to leave."

"The truth has not yet come to light, but I am not far from it."

"I assure you all, the traitor will pay the price soon."

Walter nodded slightly and echoed:

"May justice be served soon, but I have a question that I would like to ask Mr. Sunday."

"How exactly did the family determine that the murderer was hiding within their ranks?"

Walter's expression turned serious:

"IMHO."

“Someone is trying to create chaos on the eve of the Harmony Festival, which is exactly in the company’s interest.”

"The family should have reason to suspect that the company is interfering."

Sunday paused for a moment, then laughed:

"Good question..."

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"In my opinion, the real murderer would never flaunt his identity like that envoy. Besides, I have already put him in shackles myself."

"However, I would like to remind you both of Mr. Walter's concerns."

"In my opinion, it is you who should be more wary of gold dust... The wicked may not be able to move high walls, but they can plunge sharp knives into the hearts of the righteous."

On Sunday, he emphasized to the two:

"He is a businessman, not a philanthropist."

"But right now he's scattering money around the streets, and he's even renting a flying sports car by himself, wanting to go to the Pinocchio Grand Theatre. I wonder what he's up to..."

"Hehe." Sunday smiled slightly.

"The family remains committed to protecting the safety of our guests, but you may wish to exercise caution."

"To avoid...unforeseen worries."

……

the other side.

The thoughts of the gold dust returned to a long time ago.

A tiny red and white bird perched on his shoulder, chirping incessantly.

"..."

……

[...According to the Pierpoint hotline, a major breakthrough has been made in the horrific 'Ajihadzo gold mine case,' and the suspect has been apprehended.]

[This fraud case involved multiple departments of Interstellar Peace Company and the Scholars Association, resulting in a significant waste of human and material resources and causing the company to suffer huge losses.]

[The suspect in this case is from Tsigania-IV, is one of the survivors of the 'Second Katika-Evikin Extermination Case,' and does not possess an interstellar refugee travel document.]

[At the direction of "Diamond," head of the strategic investment department, the company, in accordance with the spirit of the Charter, has made proper arrangements for him and will continue its investigation to further confirm the suspect's criminal motives...]

"..."

In the dimly lit interrogation room, a long-haired, mature woman sat on the stage, smiling as she scrutinized the gold dust below.

At that time, Sand Gold was dressed in tattered clothes, his whole body was bound by chains, and he was in a sorry state.

The woman joked:

"What beautiful eyes."

"Tell me, do they glow in the dark?"

Back then, placer gold wasn't called placer gold; it was more accurately called Kakavasya.

Even kneeling on the ground, Kakawasha remained calm:

"If I could, I would definitely sell them."

Emerald gazed into Kakawasha's eyes:

"You have no idea how many people are hoping you'll close your eyes forever."

“As a slave, you shouldn’t have rebelled against your master… but you killed that man.”

"No lawyer dares to defend you. Perhaps you should try to get a not-guilty declaration?"

Kakawasha shook his head and said calmly:

"It's not difficult, but it's meaningless."

Emerald blinked:

"You're very confident in your speaking skills."

"Was that what you were thinking when you were deceiving the Erudite Society?"

Placer Gold replied calmly:

"I have obtained what I sought."

“You want the perfect building materials, I’ve just offered a possibility, a small gamble.”

"If you're lucky, the company can pan for anything in the sands of Ejihazo, even the remains of the [Sand King]."

"Unfortunately, you were out of luck."

Jade glanced at the gold dust:

"I don't deny this."

"But what I'm curious about is why, in the end, no one, including the criminals themselves, benefited from such a grand scam?"

The gold dust remained serene.

"Miss."

"I have gotten what I wanted."

"That means being brought before you to begin the next high-stakes gamble."

Jade immediately became interested:

"Then let's talk about this second high-stakes gamble."

"Tell me, what are you planning to bet on this time?"

Sand gold confidently said:

"Take my life."

"I bet you won't send me to the execution ground."

Jade responded:

"Ah."

"So what do you want?"

Sand Gold said in a deep voice:

“I want your leader, Ranah, to come to me. I have something to say.”

Jade continued to press for answers:

"and then?"