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The battle between Huanlong and Jingyuan from even longer ago was still vivid in his mind, and he remembered every detail of the battle clearly. But the Huangquan he had only recently learned about was as blank as a piece of paper, which was simply weird.

Just like how [breeding] had affected the insects in the world, Mihawk could almost conclude that they were affected by some kind of tyrannical and unreasonable fate.

"Whose star god is behind this? Why are these guys in the sky more weird than each other?" Crocodile said unhappily.

Mihawk said calmly, "Ever since I witnessed the universal locust plague, these things aren't surprising to me anymore. You say this is the work of a Star God? Absolutely not. If it were a Star God, His actions would surely be even greater, with a deeper impact. And yet, we've only forgotten about Huang Quan... I'm afraid this was the work of Huang Quan alone."

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"I also need to know who she is. If my good fortune is genuine, she will definitely become an important chess piece. And the more 'friends' who can help me with this matter, the better."

"But to be honest, the murder is most likely not related to her. I still believe that there must be a problem within the family. Otherwise, why would our Sunday Master arrange a private meeting? This is not an interrogation, but a secret negotiation."

Gold Dust said confidently, "Just wait and see. Using the robin's death as leverage, I will win back my freedom and power. Ultimately, I will overturn this beautiful dream and create the most magnificent death."

"If stepping through this door brings me the chance of triumph, even if the probability approaches zero, there's no reason for me to hesitate, right?"

Latio snorted coldly: "What makes you think you can win, damn gambler?"

“Three chips are enough.”

"Gold Dust slowly opened her eyes, and within them, more beautiful than violets, a storm seemed to be brewing."

““All or nothing.””

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Gintama.

"Wow! This guy's going to show off, arugama!" Kagura was sitting on Sadaharu's back, excited. "It's just like the classic battle scene in the Jump comics where they're going to challenge the final boss, shouting cool lines and then starting!"

"Hey, hey, how could Sunday be the final boss? This one that appears at the beginning is just an experience pack for the protagonists, okay? The real boss definitely hasn't appeared yet. I wonder where he's lying there guzzling Suleda."

Gintoki, lying on the sofa, picked his nose in boredom. "Besides, Gold Sand doesn't look like a member of the main cast, okay? How could a member of the main cast start coercing or tempting the main cast?"

Kagura scratched his head: "But his life story is very tragic. Isn't a tragic life story a standard feature of the protagonists?"

"Hmm, that seems to make sense..." Gintoki thought about it carefully and realized that the fourth and fifth protagonists in the JUMP comics often cannot find a pair of parents.

"Hey, hey, can you guys please stop bringing what happened in the galaxy into the comics? Can reality be the same as the comics?" Shinbaji pushed his original body on the bridge of his nose and said angrily, "If we follow the love routines in the Jump comics, Firefly-chan will join the Starry Sky Train and won't die at all!"

"What you said seems to make sense... Does that mean there might be a plot twist next?"

Gin-san began to analyze the situation seriously. "Could it be that Sunny was killed by Sunny in her room, and then Sunny gave Sunny's information to Xing in her dream, so that they could unite and defeat Sunny?"

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"Pushing the door open, Sunday was standing with his back to him, looking at the wall of books in the room."

"This wasn't an invitation, but a summons. Thanks to Professor Latio's previous guarantee, the two exchanged pleasantries in a more respectful manner. However, after the greetings, Sunday took the initiative to attack him:"

"There is one thing I want to question you about. It's that you've misused your talents, leading you to meet people you shouldn't have met, to appear in places you shouldn't have been in... and to witness tragedies that shouldn't have happened."

"Golden Sand smiled faintly. 'You don't look well.' Just to confirm, am I the one making you anxious? ...If not, then I'm on your side.'"

Sunday's face darkened. "If I understand correctly, your words...are extremely serious accusations against the 'family.'"

"You are indeed right, for evil is quietly growing around you. Let us not be secretive and talk about your sister. Your sister's talent is unparalleled in the entertainment industry, but as you know, her voice has been out of tune since she returned to Pinocchio."

"What's even more terrifying is that she can no longer sing. Who did it? People believe the murderer is an outsider, but I know... you have a different answer. Now, your noble status has become a shackle, preventing you from taking action to apprehend the murderer and avenge your sister. You are isolated and helpless, which makes you anxious."

"Shajin's tone was dangerously alluring: 'But don't worry, I'm on your side.'"

"I'm deeply honored that Mr. Shajin has thought of me so well. So, someone as selfless and generous as you wouldn't ask for anything in return, would you?"

"Of course, you won't lose anything. I just want to take back what originally belonged to me: my personal freedom, and the personal belongings kept by my family—the bag of gift money, and..."

"The box that holds the [Cornerstone]."

Gold Sand smiled and nodded, "That's right."

"[Cornerstone]—I've heard it's a valuable asset of the Strategic Investment Department, a sacred stone that holds the power of the [Preservation] Order. Each of the ten liquidation experts (Stone Hearts) is given one."

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Game of Life.

"I was wondering why Latio turned around and headed back home after hearing that the box containing the cornerstone had been confiscated by the family. So it turns out to be such a powerful item..."

Sora didn't understand Latio's actions at first, but now it seems he completely understands his thoughts. How could he easily hand over such a tool with the power of [Preservation]?!

If the cornerstone was detained by the family because of Shajin's negligence, it would probably cost him his life...even if he had ten lives, he couldn't afford to pay for it.

This is like the max-level equipment in the game. When you are PVPing with other players, the opponent suddenly strips you of all your magical equipment. Even a blind person can see that there is no need to continue fighting, and continuing is just a waste of time.

"Seal the [protect] power of the Order Envoy... Then, can Shajin transform into an Order Envoy?" Bai tugged at his brother's clothes.

"That shouldn't be possible, right? Each of the ten members of Stone Heart holds a cornerstone. If all of them can become Order Envoys, wouldn't a single Strategic Investment Department have eleven Order Envoys? That could sweep across the galaxy, right?"

Chapter 382 Pinocchio (Sixty-one)

"… Such a valuable item is probably only more expensive than other rewards."

"Gold Dust: "But you also know that if you want to get to the bottom of the truth, you must take some high risks."

"At this point, Sunday suddenly asked a question that seemed completely unrelated to the conversation: 'Mr. Gold Dust, when you go out, do you always pay attention to your appearance? Your tie should be centered, your shirt should not show through your vest, and your trouser line should be straight and always aligned with the toes of your shoes.'"

“Of course.”

"But I won't, because it's 'unseemly'—you're supposed to make sure everything's in order when you're away from home, and never stray from it." Sunday shook his head calmly. "I never take any risks. The cornerstone must remain in the family."

Shajin frowned: "Really nothing to talk about?"

Sunday still had a calm smile on his face: "Don't make me refuse a second time."

Gold Sand sighed, "...Alright, I'll just take back the gift money. You should give it to me. A businessman without bargaining chips is probably going to be unable to move forward."

Sunday nodded in satisfaction. "You compromised faster than I expected. Unfortunately, gamblers need chips more than businessmen. I can give you a gift, but before that, I want you to tell me in person—"

Xingqi slowly walked over to the package and box of gold dust: "—What exactly is contained in this box that you so decisively abandoned?"

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Hunter x Hunter.

"Interesting, this man named Sunday is even more powerful than Gold Dust."

Inside the palace, the Ant King's gaze swept across Sunday's calm face, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, as if every step of Sha Jin was within his expectations.

"Not only does he understand gold dust, he also seems to be very familiar with the methods and styles of the people in the company. He has them completely under his control. However..." The Ant King's pupils narrowed slightly, and he glanced at the blond young man guarding him. "What did he just say about appearance and the center line?"

Pufu bowed respectfully, saying, "My king, these are merely human customs...there's nothing special about them."

The ant king narrowed his eyes. "Oh? Really? I don't believe Sunday would say something so irrelevant at this time. I'm afraid these habits contain some deeper meaning that I can't yet guess..."

The ant king was born not long ago and has a strong interest in human knowledge. I'm afraid he will start to buy books about clothing and other things like that next?

But at this moment, the Ant King noticed that Youpi had a subtle expression on his face.

He seemed somewhat dissatisfied, like a squashed persimmon, his muscular arms folded across his chest while he muttered something under his breath.

"Youpi, what are you talking about?"

"Ah, King..." Yupi, whose expression was discovered, was suddenly a little flustered and quickly lowered his head, "...I am just a little disappointed with this human named Shajin."

"Disappointment?" the Ant King repeated with interest. "Where does the disappointment come from?"

"This Shajin had previously acted so assertive and confident, but when faced with the even tougher Sunday, he actually gave in so quickly? I was expecting a close-quarters clash between him and Sunday, but now it seems...he's just a figurehead sent by the company."

Pufu echoed, "Indeed, my king, but this is the nature of humans. Humans always like to bluff, but at critical moments they reveal their weakness and compromise. My king, I don't think you should expect too much from this person."

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"Gold Sand didn't answer, but just looked at him with a smile."

Sunday slowly closed his eyes, his lips moved gently, and he uttered an ancient and obscure prayer: "O three-faced soul, please brand his tongue and heart with iron so that he cannot tell lies or swear false oaths."

Shajin suddenly felt a subtle sense of dissonance—as if someone had brushed the back of his neck with a feather, but he couldn't find the hand. He immediately became alert: "...What did you do?"

"Under the light of Harmony, all sins are exposed. I implore Him to shine His light and ask you questions on His behalf. Now... you have 113 seconds to prove your innocence and gain my trust."

“What if I refuse to answer?” Shajin refused to give in.

"Then give it a try—see if Harmony will reject you." Sunday smiled calmly.

"Shajin's eyes darkened. He knew the man before him wasn't joking."

“Start Sunday with your first question: ‘Ask yourself: Do you hold the foundation?’”

""yes.""

"That's a very concise answer. You understand the importance of speaking too much." Sunday nodded with satisfaction. "Did you hand over the foundation stone to your family when you entered the country?"

""yes.""

“Does the foundation stone you handed over to your family belong to you?”

Gold Dust frowned and said, "Yes."

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Marvel Universe.

"Wow." Tony raised an eyebrow and took a sip of his wine. "This is much more advanced than a lie detector or something."

Strange, standing beside him, wasn't nearly as relaxed as Tony. Through the sky, they could clearly see what was happening in Dust's eyes, under the influence of Harmony. Tiny noises began to appear at the edges of his vision, forming three-colored ripples like ocean waves. A low-pitched humming echoed in his ears, a mix of the fluttering of millions of bees and the electromagnetic hum of a distant galaxy.

"This is very similar to the ability that Robin used on Xing, but the effect is completely different... Is [Harmony] actually used in this way?"

"So, magician..." Tony shook his glass, "Do you have any similar spells among those fancy spells of yours? The kind that makes people tell the truth?"

"Why, if there is, would you like to try it yourself?"

"Ha, maybe we should just use it on the enemy." Tony returned his gaze to Gold Dust's face. "But seriously, this guy is completely screwed this time. In the face of such unreasonable power, no lie can hide. I can't imagine how he can turn the tables this time. If Sunday is willing... he can get Gold Dust's complete plan."

In interpersonal confrontations, intelligence is often the most crucial element, and Tony is well aware of this. He had completely lost this battle, and he probably hadn't anticipated such a crude and crude interrogation method on Sunday.

But it wasn't this ability that shocked Tony.

From what Sunday said, it seemed he could establish a direct connection with Xi Pei of [Harmony] and ask questions on behalf of the Star God. If what he said was true, wouldn't that make the family the designated spokesperson for the Star God?

Chapter 383 Pinocchio (Sixty-two)

“Is your foundation in this room right now?”

""yes.""

"Has your memory been tampered with or deleted, including but not limited to Liuguang Yiting's technology?"

Gold Sand closed his eyes and said, "Yes."

"Are you from the Evgen clan of Tsygannia?"

"Yes." Shajin sneered, "You even know this?"

"Do the Avikin lack any ability to read, alter, or manipulate their own or others' thoughts?"

“No, does it matter?”

"Sunday looked at him calmly, her eyes seeming to penetrate his heart: "Do you love your family more than you love yourself?"

Sha Jin was stunned for a moment. Then, with a calm gaze, he answered firmly, "Yes."

"All the Evikians were killed in a massacre, weren't they?"

""no.""

"Are you the only survivor of your clan?"

Shajin lowered his head, his hair casting a shadow in the light, covering his eyes. His lips were tightly pursed, and every word he uttered seemed to take all his strength: "...Maybe."

"Sunday continued to ask: "- Do you hate and want to destroy the world with your own hands?"

“…”

Gold Sand was stunned. After a moment's silence, he shook his head. "...I don't know."

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Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba.