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"What! Gallagher's true master is the watchmaker?"

"What! Sunday's master is Pinocchio's dream master?"

"What! Gallagher is an imposter, a fake?"

"I went to pick up takeout... and when I came out, the sky had fallen?"

"That's ruthless! These two are digging up each other's dirt!"

……

The eyes of players across the universe were focused on Xiao Guizi's live stream.

now.

Sunday said coldly, “Indeed, everything about you is real. Brown hair, soft and curly like Benny (the dream maker); orange eyes that remind me of Sir Whittaker's (the head of the Night Thrush) gaze; strange scars, they are Woolsey's (the Houndmaster's) medals…”

"And the gray vest, tie, hound badge, water bottle, beverage preparation skills, sheriff's identity... they're all real—"

"—From fifty-two loyal [family members]."

"When they come together, countless tiny truths weave together a lie—you pluck a thread of knowledge from each person, claim it as your own, and fabricate it in your dreams."

A complete Gallagher emerged…

"Am I right, mysterious minions?"

Gallagher's lips curled into a smile.

"Ha ha……"

"Hahahahahaha!"

The laughter gradually became unrestrained.

Even Sunday couldn't help but take a step back.

Xiao Guizi was stunned.

……

"????"

"Fuck!"

"The mystery has even surfaced?"

Fun fact: Mystery is born from the destiny of memory, and Pinocchio's dreams are even more rich in memory.

"The legendary fictional historian?"

"So, Gallagher is a fictional character?"

“The name Gallagher is real… the sheriff’s features are real too… but the sheriff isn’t called Gallagher…”

"No wonder all the hunting dogs could only identify him by his features, but no one knew him."

"Then what did I draw?"

"Pinocone is full of experts!"

……

After he stopped laughing.

Gallagher said, "You've got guts, impressive! I underestimated you..."

"I admire you. But so what? Does that prove I killed your sister and that illegal immigrant?"

Sunday replied, "That proves you and the Memories of Death are birds of a feather—that's enough."

As soon as these words came out!

Xiao Guizi and the viewers in the live stream were shocked again!

That eerie and terrifying monster from the memory realm...

In both versions,

It left a deep impression of the underworld on all players!

Whether in the storyline or the game!

And now!

On Sunday, they actually said this thing was related to Gallagher?

While everyone was filled with dread upon closer examination.

Sunday continued coldly, "Listen carefully, I don't care how you did it... I only care about one thing now, the answer to one question—"

"—You bastard, you damned stray dog, why did you kill her?!"

Sunday, who had been calm and collected all along, finally erupted in anger at this moment!

It felt like something was being suppressed to its limit and then bursting forth.

And this sentence.

This undoubtedly reveals a huge amount of information!

—The mastermind behind the killings and deaths…

It's Gallagher!

Hear the words.

Gallagher chuckled again.

Step by step, they walked into the shadows.

"Those involved are often blinded—people can't see the sand in their own eyes,"

"All I know is that the sand is there."

He casually sat down on the sofa.

He took out a lighter.

ignition.

Playing with the flames.

"Want answers?"

"I can give it to you."

He did not light a cigarette.

Instead, place the flame directly in front of your eyes.

It perfectly covered the spot where Sunday's figure was.

"It's all because of that damned twist of fate."

"Keng!"

The moment the lighter was turned off.

On Sunday, my shadow suddenly stretched and twisted!

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a strange shadow!

next second!

"puff--!"

A sharp horn pierced Sunday's body.

Blue dream bubbles instantly filled the ground.

……

"???"

"what's going on?"

"What's that puddle of liquid?!"

"Mom! I think I saw Sunday get stabbed?"

"What the hell is that pointing towards death?!"

"what?"

"Sunday Bro is down!?"

……

"Damn! I thought Gallagher was an NPC, but it turns out he's the mastermind!"

"Fuck!"

"Brother Zhou Tian, ​​I'm sorry. I thought you were a homosexual before, but now I realize you're a real man."

“Gallach is great. He wanted to know the answer on Sunday, and he immediately gave it to him and told him to go see his sister.”

"Oh no! This is terrible!"

"Someone needs to stop Gallagher! He's on a killing spree and no one can stop him!"

…………

Hotel scene.

Action was taken immediately on Sunday.

Seeing yourself being stabbed in the story...

The mole within the family and the real culprit have come to light.

He immediately made a decision: "Bring Gallagher under control."

The head security guard replied confidently, "Master, we have already monitored Gallagher in advance. We guarantee the mission will be accomplished!"

however.

Hear this.

On Sunday, however, his expression changed.

"Do you think you can monitor him?"

"That is the mysterious Fate Walker."

"He probably realized something was wrong immediately and escaped the family's blockade."

"Immediately issue a notice: Gallagher is wanted by the entire family."

At this time.

Sand Gold came to Sunday's side on its own initiative.

On Sunday, he signaled to his men to temporarily withdraw.

Sand Gold said with a smile, "Mr. Sunday, it seems we are all unfortunate enough to meet our [death] in the story."

"Now we can truly say we're in the same boat."

Sunday, however, was not a time for laughter.

He said unhappily, "Mr. Sand Gold, don't pretend to be innocent after getting a good deal."

"This version of the story is almost entirely filled with your personal highlights..."

"Even I have some doubts. Could it be that Yu Ling has been in contact with you in private?"

"or……"

"Did the company spend money to buy investment from Yu Ling?"

Sand Gold chuckled, speechless. "Dude, are you serious?"

"You think Yu Ling is really just an ordinary game developer?"

"The Interstellar Peace Corporation aims to build a vast galactic credit system, but Yu Ling's actions in developing this game... I can't fathom it, and I dare not guess it."