Collapse Iron Live Broadcast Connects All Worlds, Scares Away Wuzhan at the Beginning

"Yellow Spring walked alone on the long street."

"The sky seemed to be quietly changing—the inky night sky seemed to be seeping with the blood of the dead, gradually oozing a dark crimson hue. The crimson deepened, spreading across the sky like diluted blood, shrouding the entire street in an eerie halo."

“No, I made a fatal mistake.”

"Everyone has a past, but for some people, the past is a silent ocean filled with the corpses of the drowned."

"As the crimson faded, Huang Quan walked quietly down the street, trying to recall the name Black Swan had just mentioned."

“The Annihilation Gang… The Annihilation Gang…”

"Suddenly, he paused, and Huang Quan raised his head slightly as if suddenly realizing something."

“Ah…it’s them…”

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Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba.

"No wonder Black Swan seemed a little apprehensive when Ching Xing suggested working with Huang Quan..."

Shinobu Kocho breathed a long sigh of relief, a breath she had been holding in for a long time. Seeing that apocalyptic scene, she truly didn't dare breathe for a moment. It wasn't until the Rock Pillar gently slapped her from behind that she finally managed to recover from the endless "gravity."

"Just peeking into her memories turned out to be worse than being hit by an illusion-type vampire spell. Where does this woman come from? Why is she so strong?"

Although the appearance of these destiny travelers in the sky cannot be roughly calculated according to human time, she is not an immortal like the people in the fairy boat. She looks to be in her twenties and looks even younger than these pillars.

Fuzukawa Shigeya couldn't understand how many battles this woman had gone through to reach her current level.

"...Could it be that the blessing of the Star God has given her almost infinite life? She is just like Ms. Jingliu, just looking young?" Mitsuri Kanroji put forward her own guess.

"In fact, she has experienced countless battles and has come a long way in both her skills and destiny."

Chapter 361 Masked Pas de Deux (Part 1)

"Some time ago."

"In Golden Hour Shopping Street, Black Swan is talking with the Hound family."

“…In my opinion, this is undoubtedly a murder,” Black Swan said firmly.

"Murder... that word is too foreign to us. With the family's protection, there's no way Pinocchio would have suffered any casualties," the woman said. "In a dream, even if someone is beaten a thousand times with a hammer, the worst they can do is wake up in a real hotel."

Sambo approached from behind Black Swan. "You can't say that. Even if there were no casualties, the criminal intent... is obvious enough, isn't it? You came all the way here to cordon off the scene, isn't it because of the serious nature of this case?"

"You're right. Even if you weren't actually hurt, just walking down the street and getting hammered... that's not what should happen in Pinocchio."

"After that, the family members left, leaving the scene to the two of you to investigate."

"Their eyes simultaneously turned to a large, ornately crafted hammer lying on the side of the road, with a few purple memory bubbles scattered around it."

"After the man walked away, Sambo quickly approached like a puppy. "My dear sister, what trick did you use to make her believe in the blink of an eye that we are [investigators]..."

Black Swan told the truth: "These are just some hints from memory. If something appears in everyone's memory... then it is the truth. If I had more time, it wouldn't be impossible for her to believe that I am the incarnation of the Harmony."

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Black robe patrol team.

As soon as he opened the door to the apartment, Huey smelled a strong, pungent smell of old age perfume and burning leaves.

"Hold."

Huey couldn't help but curse inwardly.

In the living room, a soldier boy was sprawled on a leather sofa, his bronzed chest stained with lipstick marks. Three white-haired old ladies, wrinkles so fine they could kill a mosquito, were hanging over him. They were clearly having a wild time; one of them had her dentures soaking in a champagne glass on the table.

"Did I disturb your senior citizen party?" Butcher said.

"We did have a good chat. You know what to do next." The soldier boy winked at them.

"Wow, they are indeed cute."

"Of course, women are like fine wine, the older they get, the more mellow they become." The soldier boy slapped one of the old ladies on the buttocks, making a crisp "slap" sound. "Hey, sweethearts, we have to talk about some serious business. Come back to me another day so we can finish the rest."

The old ladies giggled, got up, put on their clothes, and hobbled out, not forgetting to cast a wink at Hughie as they left.

When the last old lady closed the door, Huey finally exploded: "God! Didn't we emphasize it to you? Sky curtain! Fate! You don't pay attention to this, but flirt with a group of women who can be your grandmother?"

"Let me correct you. If we really consider their age, they should probably call me dad."

Compared to decades ago, the soldier boy has hardly changed at all, with no more wrinkles or curvature of the spine. For him, time seems to have stood still.

The soldier boy picked up a glass of champagne on the table. "I know what you're thinking. You want me to embark on a destiny journey, to become a [Hunter], [Protector]... or something like that, so that I can be sure of success against my countrymen."

"Listen." The soldier boy stood up and walked over to Butcher. "When I landed in Normandy and fought bravely, it wasn't fate that mattered. It was my fucking fists... and courage. I've taken down tougher guys than the Homelanders. I've fought the Russians."

"This isn't seventy years ago," Huey interrupted. "Now—"

"FUCK YOU!" The soldier boy interrupted him rudely. He pointed his index finger at Huey's chest. "Do I need a fucking sissy like you to teach me?"

He looked up at the sky, where Black Swan was chatting with Sambo, his green eyes constantly looking up and down at the graceful curves of the Rememberer.

"Fuck... this is fucking exciting. Even more exciting than the German bunkers on Omaha Beach." The soldier boy took a sip of his wine, his Adam's apple rolling up and down. "What fate did she have?"

"Memory," Butcher said.

"Oh, if I step into the memory journey, can I ask her out?" asked the soldier boy.

"Maybe." Butcher gave a jerkish grin. "Why don't you try it?"

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"So, next... let's talk about your companion, shall we?"

As Black Swan finished speaking, a mask suddenly appeared out of thin air beside them, and Hua Huo's voice emanated from within: "Rememberer of Yiting, I've been watching you for a long time."

"You were spying on me when I checked into the hotel. Now that I'm in this dream, you've been following me everywhere I go: in the shop windows of the shopping street, underwater in Aideen Park, even in the reflection of my wine glass—everywhere!"

""——Dear, do you have a crush on me? Well, since you are so interested in me, let's play a game, right?""

"I've left you a puzzle near the Odi Shopping Center. Solve it and prove you're capable of pleasing me. If you can do that... we can talk."

"Don't keep me waiting too long, dear. Try to find me, catch me, and stop me before everything in Pinocchio gets turned upside down."

"The mask chuckled, then disappeared in a flash."

Black Swan's tone was somewhat resigned. "Actually, there was more than one Rememberer who came to Pinocchio, and she confused me with the others. But that's okay... the address the mask mentioned is right here. I just didn't expect... the game Miss Hanabi mentioned would involve a 'killing spree' on the streets of Pinocchio."

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Blade teeth.

"What freedom, Masked Fool."

In the Tokugawa family's mansion, a black man over 190cm tall and with a strong build was gently flicking the ash from his cigar.

"She dares to kill people in public on the street. I guess she must be the 'freest woman in Pinocchio'?" Oliva laughed, seeming to admire the actions of this foolish lady.

"Those she killed were just ordinary, unarmed people. If she dared to attack that Sunday kid and Huang Quan, then she would be free." Miyamoto Musashi grinned.

"Huang Quan..." Oliva slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, "Miyamoto Musashi, it's rumored that you're a great swordsman from the Japanese Warring States Period. Do you dare to attack Huang Quan?"

"Ah... Of course I wouldn't dare. Why would you ask such a boring question?"

Miyamoto Musashi looked puzzled. "If I draw my sword against that woman, I'll undoubtedly be killed on the spot, right? Swordsmanship and killing skills are stepping stones to wealth and fame. Since coming to Pinocchio is equivalent to gaining these, why draw my sword against her... and lose it all?"

Hanma Yujiro snorted disdainfully, "The purity is too low."

"Purity... is it useful?" Miyamoto Musashi looked up at him. "Hanma Yujiro, I know you'd take action if you had the chance. On Earth, you can pursue your so-called 'purity' without restraint... but in the world beyond Earth, if you pursue purity too much... you won't live long."

Chapter 362 Masked Pas de Deux (Part 2)

"Such a direct challenge has piqued my competitive spirit somewhat." Black Swan smiled.

"Sister, please forgive me. I really don't know what she said - I've checked your brain." Sangbo's tone softened and he begged for mercy. "I'm just a friend, I was just delivering a letter for her - but who knew it wasn't a letter, it was a declaration of war! They say that when two armies are fighting, they don't kill the messengers. Please let me go. You guys are playing too big a game, I really can't afford to keep up..."

Black Swan nodded in satisfaction. "You look quite frightened. Don't worry, since this matter has nothing to do with you, I won't make things difficult for you. Just think of it as walking with me."

"Since things had come to this, Sambo had no choice but to agree. The two learned from the Hound family that the person involved was Shamali, an employee of the company. He was suddenly attacked on the street by a tall and strong man and beaten to death with a hammer. In addition, two Dream Dancers troupes were left at the scene, apparently stolen from elsewhere."

"Black Swan went to the TV guy to find out what was going on. He claimed to be the 'head of the police,' and the gorilla next to him was a detective assisting him in the investigation."

"As soon as the constable saw Sambo, he said in a sarcastic tone, 'Hey, Uncle Cold Legs, why did you betray me?'"

““They actually spoke! Miss Black Swan, they really are coming for you—””

The captain suddenly spoke in the charming voice of a girl like Hanabi: "Stop interrupting! Do you have a say? Ahem…" She pinched her throat and changed her tone. "I've heard that Lord Black Swan is incredibly resourceful. I think he can definitely solve the truth of this [Ms. Hanabi's murder]!"

Black Swan narrowed his eyes. "[Hanabi-sama's murder case]? Wasn't the victim Shamari from the Interstellar Peace Corporation?"

"You are mistaken, Lord Black Swan. The victim was clearly the head of the Kintsuchi family, Lord Kintsuchi Hanabi!"

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Monogatari series.

Araragi Koyomi sat cross-legged on the bed, looking at the two dream-startling troupes on the dome that could make fireworks sounds. To say that this was a strict detective mystery... that was a huge insult to "mystery".

"This guy is just a mischievous brat," Araragi Koyomi sighed. "He's threatening the safety of passersby throughout Pinocchio and forcing Miss Recollection into her detective game."

Shinobu Oshino sat on the desk beside him, swinging her fair legs, a faint smile on her lips: "But it's quite fun, isn't it?"

"What's so funny about this? I even suspect that this Sambo is actually Hanabi." Li rubbed his temples. "God knows what tricks these fools have. Maybe even someone with memories can be fooled. Last time, she transformed into Sambo. This time, it's hard not to be suspicious of Sambo..."

"I have a feeling she's the type who enjoys closely observing other people's reactions and expressions. I'm afraid she's already prepared the lines for the Dream Theater."

"What's the basis for your premonition?"

"...Well, the murderers in many detective movies I've seen all have this kind of wicked habit." Riki glanced at the blonde girl. "Makes sense, right?"

"You can't impose the habits of those boring murderers on a fool, because this is not a murder case at all... It's just a prank against Sambo and Black Swan."

Shinobu Oshino stretched out her calves and tapped his shoulder gently: "Give me those donuts you just bought this morning. Pranks and sweets are a perfect match."

"...Everything goes perfectly with donuts. You just want to eat donuts, right? Can't you just move yourself?"

"lazy."

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"…Oh, it seems this is just a small play directed and performed by Miss Hanabi herself, and has nothing to do with the actual case."

"The captain and the constable each recounted to Black Swan the details of Hanabi-sama's murder. They said three warriors were attacked by the bandit Annihilation Gang, and the goods they were escorting were almost gone. To evade responsibility, all three of them had motives to kill Hanabi."

"So it seems that these three warriors worked together to commit the crime?" Black Swan said casually.

""Well……""

"The constable was stunned, and so was the captain."

Sambo suddenly laughed: "...Is this case closed?"

“No! There can only be one murderer! If three people are the murderer, then it’s not a mystery… Wait… Wait…”

"The captain started to make up stories, almost using all his strength."

"Uh..." Sambo spread his hands, "If you really can't make it up, then forget it, okay?"

"Got it!" The detective finally came up with a three-man scramble for second-in-command and forced it in, hoping Black Swan would forcibly deduce the murderer.

"The three are named Zorro, Zhong Shan, and Ayou. After the detective quickly updated Black Swan on their identities, he urged the two to begin their investigation."

"After investigating the giant wooden hammer at the scene, Hanabi suddenly reappeared, stating that there was more evidence hidden elsewhere. Her goal was to not disrupt the search and continue to be a law-abiding citizen."

"She's a really nice person..." Sambo said with a helpless smile.

"The two transformed into the Hanu brothers and entered the game console. They easily found a small device that looked like a button."

"Don't press it! Lord Black Swan, please don't press it!" the captain desperately urged. "This is the [Mutually Assured Destruction] button that Lady Hanabi left behind. If you press it, Lady Hanabi will be instantly reduced to ashes, along with all of Pinocchio!"

"At the same time, Hanabi-sama holds a similar button. If she presses it, you and all of Pinocchio will be instantly reduced to ashes!"

Black Swan: “That sounds… like there’s no difference?”

"Captain: "There really is no difference."

"...Uh." Sambo wiped his sweat off his face.

""oh……""