klisemfg Chapter 332 Impossible things in dreams
Chapter 332 Impossible things in dreams
Chapter 332 Impossible things in dreams
"Pinoconi...Diamond finally plans to take action on it?"
The miniature model on the table is constantly rotating, and the crystal clear memory bubbles are constantly emitting tiny bubbles. This is a magnificent office, and the spacious room is quiet except for the sound of each other's breathing.
"This is an unimaginable historical bad debt, so the interests behind it...are astonishingly high."
The man across the table had his back to him, looking at the purple sky at dusk over Pier Point.
"why me?"
The man still had his back turned to him, and he could not use his catching eyes to guess the true intention behind this decision.
"It should have been me, but Diamond believes that the family still has the value of cooperation, and hopes that this matter can at least be resolved peacefully. Pinoconi has many problems, and the company does not want to have unnecessary conflicts with some forces."
"So after much thought, I think you are the most suitable."
"This is even only our second conversation and you trust me that much?"
"Wrong, I have never believed in you. Maybe Jade will, but I won't." The man said slowly, "Maybe this time, good luck will no longer be on your side, and you will also I have to pay the price for my good fortune."
As he spoke, he slowly turned around. The building in the distance reflected the colorful light like opal stone, while a music box made a loud sound.
"But isn't that what you desire?"
He stared down at the music box, with the purple-red sunlight slanting in through the glass. Standing on the table, he remained silent and said nothing.
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[Golden hour], time is eleven fifty-nine.
The small hotel room is airtight, mixed with various fragrant and delicious fragrances, including neutral and cold woody floral fragrance, sweet and gentle begonia flower fragrance, intellectual and noble seaweed fragrance...
Xing sat upright with her hands flat on her knees, but the smell of White Rabbit toffee lingered on the tip of her nose. She shrugged her nose in the direction of the source of the sweetness, but suddenly remembered that March was sitting next to her.
Sure enough, ignorance is always happy, but March is still standing still, looking like a child who will never grow up.
Xing smacked his lips and suddenly felt a little emotional. It turned out that he had unknowingly distanced himself from Xiao Sanyue.
Xiao Sanyue is still the same Xiao Sanyue, and Dan Heng is still the cold-faced Xiao Qinglong. Only she has become a beautiful, intellectual and mature lady.
Thinking about this, she felt that the quiet atmosphere in the room was not so frightening anymore, so she raised her butt and moved towards Sanyue, wanting to whisper something to her so that Xiao Sanyue could talk to her. Watch with admiration.
There were so many things she wanted to say to Mitsuki that she couldn't finish them all day and night. She wanted to say that long before you and Himeko came to Pinoconi, I had been living a life of idleness and intoxication here.
She wanted to say do you know about the dinner party hosted by the Iris family? The people who can be invited are all celebrities in the upper class society, and they are all elites from all walks of life.
It can be said that they are quite discerning. They knew that they had come to specially invite me, and they held my hand and insisted that I participate. They cried with snot and tears. Jiang Fan can be regarded as having benefited from me.
But as I thought about it, the memory that kept looking back in time suddenly got stuck.
After she sat down next to March 7th, she made no other moves. She always lowered her head and stared at her toes, lost in long contemplation, as if her thoughts had flown to the end of distant time.
On the threaded dial on the wall of the room, the engraved brass pointer slowly jumped up and down, moving back and forth between eleven fifty-nine and twelve o'clock, as if the time was in one minute or even one second. The cycle continues.
"Everyone should know more or less the truth about Pinoconi's dream." Jizi broke the silence, "The safety promised by the family is just empty talk, and the family has hidden some truths in the dream."
"Although it is unbelievable, it is a fact. Death has appeared in Pinoconi's dream. Combined with the help messages in the invitation, Pinoconi is not as peaceful as it seems on the surface. I want to know what everyone thinks." Jizi said.
"Is the family good or bad?" March 7 put her elbows on her knees, leaned forward slightly, her eyes were shining, she just had a cigarette in her mouth and a red bow on her collar.
"In March, perspective does not represent justice. Before the truth of the matter is completely revealed, all forces may play the bad guys." Jizi said.
Xing stared down at her toes for a long time, then slowly raised her head and pointed at Theresa, who was sitting next to Elise, "Well, there is a family eagle dog over there. You can ask her what the family is like. A good guy or a bad guy.”
"It's ridiculous! It doesn't matter what you do or not, but your stance! You didn't follow Jiang Fan as a hawk, but now you have become the leader of the hawk?" Theresa snorted in a sinister manner, obviously standing on Sambo, who was staring up at the ceiling in the corner, was recognized by her as a hawk-dog.
Cocolia silently listened to the conversation between the two of them in the air and didn't want to pay attention to it. She could only ignore them and said: "We must understand the purpose of the major forces gathering in Pinoconi, and we must also think about our own position and What we want.”
"What the company wants is profit, what Liu Guang Yi Ting wants is memory, what the Fool in the tavern wants is fun, and what the patrol ranger wants may be the clockmaker's inheritance." Ji Zi thought,
"The Star Core Hunters may simply follow Elio's script. As for the family... they may want to escape unscathed, or they may continue to own Pinoconi and clean up the mess, or they may want What can you get without working hard..."
Elise picked up the cup and turned it around for a long time before taking a sip. Her brows suddenly opened: "The family...may not be the initiator of everything...If the family doesn't want other forces to get involved, then they can Close Pinoconi, unless they have some ulterior plot..."
After a pause, she continued, "I heard from Miss March that something went wrong when you checked into the hotel. The room that originally belonged to March 7 actually overlapped with a guest who arrived early. It was Sand Gold and Sunday one after another. The problem was solved by coming forward.”
"Mr. Walter said that Miss Robin, who was following Sunday, had a weird voice. This flaw seemed to be deliberately sold to the train crew."
Jizi was silent for a while and nodded: "Now all the spearheads are pointed at the clockmaker, and there is also the sentence that reveals the impossible things in the dream and finds the inheritance of the clockmaker, the father of Pinoconi."
"I guess it was some kind of opportunity, such as death or waking up from a dream." Xing held the cup and drank sips of water, no longer tit for tat with Theresa, his expression was calmer than ever before.
Xiluwa and March Qi silently held up their water glasses without speaking. Neither of them expected that Xing, who originally belonged to the same camp as them, actually put forward constructive thoughts and suggestions. It was as if they were the only two left in the room. Brothers in trouble are like sisters in trouble.