Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

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Chapter 674 Truth or Dare

Sand Gold looked at the tightly closed door:

"Otherwise, why would our Mr. Sunday arrange a private meeting? This is not an interrogation, but a secret negotiation."

"Just watch."

"I will use the death of the robin as a bargaining chip to win back my freedom and power."

"Finally, I will overturn this beautiful dream and create the grandest death."

Sand Gold then looked at Doctor Truth:

"If stepping through this door brings the chance of triumph, even if the probability is infinitely close to zero, I have no reason to hesitate."

"Is not it?"

Dr. Truth frowned and said:

"What makes you think you can win, you damn gambler?"

"Hehe, three chips are enough."

Alluvial gold is full of confidence:

“Everything, or nothing.”

As the two were talking, the door to the adjacent conference room slowly opened.

On Sunday, he stood behind the door with his back to the two of them.

"Honestly, it's hard to imagine your mental state."

On Sunday, dressed in a white tuxedo, she didn't even glance at the two people behind her, and said wistfully:

"I could hear your conspiracy just through a door..."

"It seems the riddle I set was too easy for you, company envoy."

"You guys talk too much."

"..."

Sand Gold and Dr. Truth exchanged a glance, showing no sign of embarrassment.

So what if I heard it?

Sand Gold stepped directly into the conference room and said with a slight smile:

"Thank you for your kind words, and thank you for going to so much trouble to welcome me."

“Mr. Sunday, this is really not something someone who sincerely invites would do.”

On Sunday, he answered without hesitation:

"So this is not an invitation, but a summons."

"Before we begin our conversation, I need to put some tests on your character."

"I bet your knowledgeable friend has been a great help, hasn't he?"

“Of course.” Sand Gold showed no sign of panic, glanced at Dr. Truth who was examining the bookshelf beside him, and replied:

“You should know this better than I do; he has faithfully fulfilled his duties, hasn’t he?”

"Yes, that's true." Sunday nodded slightly.

"The professor previously vouched for your noble character."

He said that you two are equally upright and are trustworthy members of the family.

“I now know you very well, Mr. Sand Gold.”

"You are diligent, generous, and cooperative, and you have successfully overcome many obstacles to come to me."

"This gives me reason to believe in your wisdom and courage."

"But there is one thing I have to ask you."

Sunday slowly turned around, looked into Sand Gold's eyes, and smiled faintly:

"That is because you used your intelligence in the wrong place, leading you to meet people you shouldn't have met, to appear in places you shouldn't have appeared in, and to witness a tragedy that should never have happened."

The person in charge of the oak family was naturally talking about robins.

The gold dust remained completely calm, simply replying:

You don't look too well.

"Let's confirm for now, is it me who's making you feel anxious?"

"...If not, then I am on your side."

Sunday, with a detached gaze:

“If I understand correctly, what you just said... makes an extremely serious accusation against the ‘family’.”

"You've understood correctly." Sand Gold's smile remained.

"Because evil is quietly growing around you."

"Let's not beat around the bush, let's talk about your sister."

“Your sister’s talent is unparalleled in the entertainment industry, but as you know, after returning to Pinocchio, her voice has never been quite ‘coherent’.”

"Sometimes they are completely different people."

"What's even more terrifying is that she can no longer sing."

"Who did it? People all think the killer is among the outsiders, but I know... you have a different answer in your heart."

"Now, your noble status has become a shackle, preventing you from taking action to apprehend the murderer and avenge your sister."

"You feel anxious because you are isolated and helpless."

"But don't worry, I'm on your side."

On Sunday, he patiently listened to the whole thing and commented:

"It is my greatest honor that Mr. Sand Gold is so considerate of me—"

"So, someone as selfless and generous as you wouldn't ask for anything in return, would you?"

"Of course." Sha Jin replied:

“You won’t lose anything from this; I just want to get back what’s rightfully mine.”

"Life is free."

"And the personal belongings kept by the family—that bag of betrothal gifts, and..."

On Sunday, the gold mine was brought to light:

"A box for storing [the foundation stone]".

“That’s right.” Sand Gold smiled slightly.

On Sunday, he looked at the gold nuggets with great interest:

"[Cornerstone] - I've heard that it's a valuable asset of the Strategic Investment Department, a sacred stone that holds great power under the [Protection] Order, and each of the liquidation experts holds one."

"...Such a valuable item is probably more expensive than any other reward."

Gold-plated plants advised:

"But as you know, a bit of risk is necessary if the truth is to come to light."

Sunday nodded slightly, then slowly began to scrutinize his clothing:

"Mr. Placer Gold."

When you're out and about, do you always pay attention to your appearance?

"The tie should be in the center line, the shirt should not be visible from the waistcoat, the trouser crease must be straight and always aligned with the direction of the shoe toe."

"Of course." Sha Jin replied.

“But I can’t,” Sunday said with a mysterious smile.

"Because it's not 'appropriate'."

"You should make sure everything is in order and perfectly in place before you leave the house."

“I never take any risks; the cornerstone must be kept by the family.”

"Really nothing to talk about?" Sand Gold's face darkened.

“Don’t make me refuse a second time,” Sunday said resolutely.

"..."

"alright."

He held the gold dust in his arms and sighed.

"I'll just take back the gift money, but you should at least give it to me."

"A businessman can hardly move an inch without bargaining chips."