mtl008 Chapter 294 Sunday!
Chapter 294 Sunday!
"If I really am the murderer, why are you so secretive? Ha, I forgot, you also have a difficult master (Dream Master) to serve - they told you to forget about the stupid murder case and focus on the 'Harmony Festival'."
Gallagher scoffed.
"Sunday" It seems your disguise has helped you fully understand every detail of the family.
"'Disguise? Which eye of yours could tell I was a fake? Open your eyes and take a closer look, the one with the halo." Gallagher snorted.
"Another nickname..."
Li Bai didn't know what to say.
For the first time, he was glad that the people who gave him nicknames were all quite gentle and easy-going.
What about the Wine Immortal, Li Hanlin, Li Qinglian, Li Twelve...
Even the most vulgar Li Shier sounds good.
(Li Bai was the twelfth among his uncles and brothers, so he was called Li Twelve.)
Look at all these nicknames on Sunday: Chicken Wing Boy, Wing Head, and now there's this one with a halo...
"I can't imagine how embarrassing it would be if someone called me a poetry-writing boy."
(Sunday: Please call me the ancient Greek god of nicknames.)
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"Hehe... Indeed, every part of you is real. Brown hair, as soft as Benny (Dream Maker); orange eyes, which remind me of Sir Whittaker (Master of the Hidden Night Poison Family); strange scars, which are the medals of Woolsey (Captain of the Hound Guard)..."
“The grey vest, the tie, the Order of the Hound, the kettle, the drink-mixing skills, the sheriff’s identity… they are all real.”
"—These are from fifty-two loyal 'family members'."
“When they come together, countless tiny truths are woven into a lie—you pick up a wisp of knowledge from each person, claim it as your own, and in your dream, you ‘invent’ a complete Gallagher.”
"Am I right? A minion of 'Mystery'?"
"On Sunday, I unraveled the mystery bit by bit, and finally analyzed the existence of 'Gallah' clearly."
"Fuck, there are still experts?!"
Di Renjie was so shocked that he cursed.
I thought Gallagher was the only honest guy, but it turns out this guy isn’t honest either!
Taking characteristics from fifty-two people and assembling them into one person... How creepy does that sound?
It feels like playing corpse assembly...
No, those people shouldn't be dead.
He suddenly remembered that Xing had talked to a guy named Sir Whittaker on the road, and that guy saw through Xing's clock trick.
So it should not be called corpse assembly, it should be called living person assembly.
"It feels even more creepy... Is this guy Gallagher a believer in the 'mysterious' Star God and a fictional historian?"
"It's incredible that so many influential people have gathered here in such a small place like Pinocchio."
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"Hahahahaha..." Gallagher suddenly burst into laughter. He stepped closer to Sunday. "Great! That's great! I underestimated you. I admire you. But what? Does this prove that I killed your sister and the stowaway?"
"This is enough to prove that you and the memory meme 'Death' are birds of a feather."
"Listen, I don't care how you did it... I only care about one thing, the answer to one question - you bastard, you damned bastard! Why did you kill her?!"
"Sunday roared. This was probably the first time he was so angry."
"But Gallagher just chuckled and walked over to the dark sofa to sit down, playing with the lighter in his hand."
“People who are in the know are often blinded by the sand in their eyes. They only know it’s there. Want an answer? I can give it to you.”
“Puff!”
"'Death' leaped out from the shadows and instantly pierced Sunday's chest!"
"Sunday--!"
Xiao Qiao couldn't believe his eyes.
How could such a domineering and wise person like Sunday die so suddenly?
"Don't worry, sister. Sunday may not be dead yet." Da Qiao comforted her, "Didn't Huang Quan say before that there is no real death in dreams? This is at most going to the other side of the barrier."
"But once you go to the other side, you don't necessarily come back. If you can't come back, what's the difference between that and being dead?"
Xiao Qiao's question stumped Da Qiao.
It's like someone dug a dungeon and locked someone in it. The person locked in is not dead, but if he can never get out in his lifetime, what's the difference between that and being dead?
...Oh, there is still a difference. Dying directly is not that painful.
"If there's a limit on the number of people coming back from the other side, won't she have to compete with her sister Robin for the right to return on Sunday?"
Xiao Qiao thought of a scene that could be called hell.
(Mockingbird: Brother, how did you become my opponent in the resurrection match?)
"Well...it shouldn't be the case. Sunday loves his sister so much..." Da Qiao's tone was not so confident when she spoke.
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"Even though Gold Sand revealed his family's dark secrets at the cost of his life, the countdown to the Harmony Ceremony continues unabated thanks to the united efforts of the family."
"Twelve systems away from the opening of the Harmony Ceremony, the Starry Sky Train."
"Breaking news: The countdown to the Pinocchio 'Harmony Festival' has begun. With the ticking of the clock boy..."
"While the news device was broadcasting the latest information, Dan Heng was looking coldly at the person in front of him."
"Opposite him was a man dressed like a cowboy, his whole body gleaming with metallic luster."
"The man was pointing a pistol at Danheng."
"Oh, what happened to the train? Are Danheng and Pam in danger?"
Ying Yinman's heart suddenly began to tighten.
"Daughter, you're overthinking it. What kind of danger could there be? But that guy across the street, pointing a gun at Dan Heng...isn't he afraid of being sprayed with water?"
Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows slightly, admiring the courage of the visitor.
If a real fight breaks out, Dan Heng only needs to shout "Dragon Lord, spray water" to spray the enemy to death.
...Why do I feel that what I just said was a bit inappropriate?
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Pam hurriedly said, "I told you, if there's anything, we can discuss it properly!"
"Cowboy: "Excuse me, furry little fellow, I really have something urgent to do, so I have to ask you for a small favor in this way."
"Since you know what you are doing, I must remind you of the risks involved," Dan Heng said coldly.
The cowboy laughed and said, "Brother, why are you getting so nervous? You're just pulling this thing out to say hello."