Ironclad Group Chat: Red and Black Lists Engraved with Heroic Epics

[Yao Guang: It's somewhat similar to the skin-painting technique in the Legend of Immortal Boat, but it's more like...]

[Long Night Moon: This aura, hmph~~ It's actually someone who worships mysticism?]

[March 7th: You mean, he's a fictional historian?!]

[Wan Di: So you're Bai E's colleague.]

[Bai Er: I just have a few extra insights into history. But this one... actually met the real deal!]

At this point, no one could deny it.

The true culprit is about to be revealed, and it seems the mastermind is indeed the father of Pinocchio—the watchmaker?!

Everyone instinctively sat up straight.

[March 7th: I... I thought Gallagher was genuinely innocent just by looking at him. Was it all acting? It's so convincing!]

[Star: Including the previous gold dust, and the Sunday that deliberately followed his lead, how come Pinocchio is full of Oscar winners?]

Sure enough, Sunday sneered: "Am I right, the [mysterious] henchman?"

"Hmph hmph hmph~~" This time, Gallagher didn't offer any strong rebuttal, only chuckled softly, then burst into hearty laughter: "Hahahahahaha!"

On Sunday, he considered many possible reactions: being terrified, suddenly attacking someone... but he never thought of this one, and his expression froze.

"You've got guts, impressive!" Gallagher praised without hesitation. "Not bad! I underestimated you..."

"I admire you. But so what?"

He took two steps forward, looking down at Sunday, the shadow of his head looming over the little bird's face: "But so what? Does that prove I killed your sister and that stowaway?"

Sunday said decisively, her eyes flashing with murderous intent: "This proves that you and the Memory Realm Meme [Death] are birds of a feather—that's enough."

The next second, his breathing quickened, and his voice became hysterical: "Listen up, I don't care how you did it... I only care about one thing now, the answer to one question—"

[Star: What's the problem that could make Old Ri so angry? He was almost swallowed whole by Changye Yue before, but he just gritted his teeth and completely forgave her afterwards.]

[March 7th: Could it be... that Galah is actually a ferocious dog capable of devouring the heavens and the earth, ready to eat everyone in the galaxy in one gulp?]

Gallagher's eyebrows twitched wildly as he looked at the messages in the group chat.

The train crew's morale is worrying. If I had that kind of ability, would I need to go through the trouble of sending invitations to lure you all over?

"Tsk, old man, can your descendants really be that reliable every time?"

Unlike him, the others in the galaxy who saw March 7's statement all triggered Lycoris PTSD.

Then, considering the level of this "big boss," their faces all darkened.

"No way, not again?!"

They stared at Sunday's mouth with a pitiful expression.

God help me, I hope Sunday is a day when he's easily on the defensive, and that what caused him to lose his composure like this isn't some terrible event!

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Sunday gritted his teeth and cursed, "You bastard..."

He tried to suppress his rage, but ultimately failed. He hysterically screamed, using the most vile words in his mind, "Damn stray dog, why did you kill her?!"

"..." Gallagher blinked.

The entire galaxy, along with him, was stunned into a daze.

That's it?!

[Star: Pfft!]

[Sunday: What are you laughing at?]

[Fireworks: Hahaha, why is Little Gray laughing?]

[Star: I wasn't laughing~ Pfft, hahaha! Old Ri, I'm sorry. But I swear to Aha, I really tried my best to hold it in. But I really didn't expect that in such a serious occasion, amidst such a huge conspiracy, the reason you broke down would be this. As expected of the galaxy's number one siscon, I acknowledge you!]

On Sunday, his eyebrows twitched and his eyes twitched.

Is this a compliment?

What does "sister complex" mean? When did he become a sister complex? He was just naturally showing love and care for his family!

[Xu Zhao: Hey~~ That's not quite right.]

Sunday looked surprised; there were actually people speaking up for him?

[Phantom Image: Actually, it's precisely because of this breakdown that it's good. A high-IQ leader who's nonchalant about any anomaly and can be indifferent even when tricked, yet he breaks down over the slightest scratch on his sister. What's that called? That's called solidifying his character! It's a cute point!]

[Star: You're right!]

【Sunday:……】

He covered his slightly feverish face, his little wings folding against his neck.

I feel like I'm a little bit socially dead.

[Fireworks: Tsk tsk tsk, looks like Chicken Wings Boy is really going to unleash his power this time? With his siscon nature, Gallagher definitely won't let him get away with anything.]

Gallagher was stunned by Sunday's question, then burst into wild laughter.

A powerful melody began to play, and he slowly stepped into the shadows where the lights didn't reach, openly sitting on the steps.

The lighter clanged, and wisps of smoke from the tobacco rose gently.

"Ugh."

"Those involved are often blinded—people can't see the sand in their own eyes; they only know that the sand is there."

"Hmm?" Sunday frowned. The other person's reaction once again surprised him.

This time, however, Gallagher didn't deny it outright. Instead, he said calmly, "Want an answer? I can give you one. Hmph!"

The flame from the lighter blocked his view of Sunday.

Clang!

The opening and closing of a lighter is like a signal.

The flames died down, but Sunday's shadow on the ground was suddenly enveloped by an even more grotesque monster.

laugh!

A sickeningly sharp sound of a blade piercing through the air startled all the spectators.

The camera quickly cuts away from Sunday, revealing a spray of colorful, crystalline liquid!

[March 7th: Ah!]

[Robin: Brother!]

Everything happened so fast. The smiles of maternal affection on the faces of everyone in the Galaxy were still fresh when Sunday was already dead.

[Star: Holy crap! I thought what was coming next was a scene of an enraged siscon torturing the abuser? But... damn it, you bastard! You were suddenly killed instantly? What happened to the promised power surge under extreme rage?]

[Hanabi: Now the siblings are reunited. It's a happy ending, I'm sure of it!]

[March 7th: Gulp (swallows) ~~ It's confirmed! Gallagher is the big boss! Arrest him now!]

[Star: Hey buddy, send me a copy of the surveillance footage. All evil will eventually be brought to justice!]

[Gallach: Wait! Have you forgotten that Sand Gold has already proven, with himself as the stake, that dying in a dream isn't true death? Let's watch. Now that things have come to this, the light screen will surely give everyone justice, especially... justice for that old man.]

[Himeko: A clockmaker? Legend has it that he was once an unknown traveler.]

[Hoshi: Huh? Is that so? Himeko, why didn't you say so sooner?]

[Himeko: It's just a rumor. The train's intelligence database does record that three young men chose to stay in Pinocchio, dedicating themselves to the cause of resisting tyranny. But the nickname "Watchmaker" didn't circulate until much later, and the extent to which the nameless predecessors actually went remains unverified.]

[Pam: Mikhail, Tirnan, Lazarina… I remember their names. How are they?]