Tree King: What? I've become the Abundant Pharmacist?

Chapter 405 The Betrayal of Doctor Truth

Just before Sand Gold touched the box, Sunday picked it up.

"The 'Cornerstone'—I've heard it's a valuable asset of the Strategic Investment Department, a sacred stone holding immense power under the 'Protection' order, with each of the ten liquidation experts, Shi Xin, possessing one."

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

Playing with the box in his hand, the meaning of Sunday was self-evident.

Sand Gold tactfully withdrew his hand. "But as you know, if we want the truth to come out, a bit of risk is necessary."

On Sunday, they suddenly asked other questions.

“Mr. Sand Gold, when you’re out and about, do you always pay attention to your appearance? Your tie should be in the center, your shirt should not be showing from your waistcoat, and your trousers should be straight and always aligned with the direction your shoes are pointing.”

Sand Gold nodded: "Of course."

Sunday smiled slightly, “But I won’t, because that’s impolite—you should make sure everything is in order and perfectly on track before you leave the house.”

"What does this mean? Does it mean you have obsessive-compulsive disorder?" Sand Gold laughed.

"This shows that I never take on any risks. The cornerstone must be kept by the family."

Sand Gold's smile vanished.

"Really nothing to talk about?"

On Sunday, he placed the box on the table, saying, "Don't make me refuse a second time."

Sand Gold's expression turned cold, and he said helplessly, "Fine, I'll just take back the gift money. You should at least give it to me. A merchant can't get anywhere without bargaining chips."

Sunday frowned slightly. "You compromised faster than I expected. Unfortunately, gamblers need chips more than businessmen. I can give you a bribe, but before that, I want you to tell me yourself..."

"What exactly is stored in this box that you so decisively abandoned?"

I picked up the box again on Sunday.

“The foundation, of course, is to put important things in important boxes,” Sand Gold said seriously.

"Would you like me to recommend this latest classified box from Interstellar Peace Corporation?"

"The box is made of high-strength materials, incorporates nano-air conditioning technology, and is inlaid with 118 gemstones derived from white dwarf explosions. It's guaranteed to be safe to use, comfortable to hold, and a thoughtful gift..."

"Stop, stop, stop. I'm not here to listen to your sales pitch."

Sunday sighed, “O soul of three faces, brand his tongue and palms with a hot iron, so that he may not lie or swear false oaths.”

The moment the words were spoken, seven-colored light shone down from the sky.

Sand Gold immediately felt some changes in his body, "...What did you do?"

“Under the light of ‘Harmony,’ all evil has nowhere to hide. I implore Him to descend His light and to ask you questions on His behalf. Now…you have 113 seconds to prove your innocence and gain my trust.”

Sand Gold's face darkened: "What if I refuse to answer?"

Sunday said expressionlessly, "Then let's try it—and see if 'Harmony' will reject you."

The gold dust fell silent.

On Sunday, the question was asked: "Do you hold any cornerstone positions?"

Without hesitation, Sand Gold replied, "Yes."

"A very concise answer. You also understand the principle that too much talk leads to mistakes."

"Did you hand over the cornerstone to your family upon entering the country?"

Sand Gold's answer remained unchanged: "Yes."

"Does the foundation you entrusted to the family truly belong to you?"

"Yes."

"Is your foundation right here in this room?"

"Yes."

"Have your memories been altered or deleted in any way, including but not limited to the technology of the Memory Palace?"

"Yes."

"Are you from the Evikin clan of Tzinia?"

"Yes. You even know that?" Sand Gold asked after answering.

Ignoring the gold dust on Sunday, he continued, "Do the Evikinians lack any ability to read, alter, or manipulate their own or others' thoughts?"

"No, does it matter?"

Do you love your family more than you love yourself?

"Yes."

"All the Evgeny people died in a massacre, didn't they?"

"No."

"Are you the sole survivor of your clan?"

Sand Gold sighed, "...Maybe."

"—Do you hate this world and want to destroy it with your own hands?"

Sand Gold was silent for a moment, then said, "I don't know."

Sunday's expression changed slightly. "Interesting. So, one last question..."

"Can you swear that at this moment—'Aventurine' lies safely and soundly in this box?"

At that moment, Latio, who was standing to the side, suddenly flipped through a book.

Sand Gold fell silent again, then nodded. "...Of course."

On Sunday, he pushed the box in front of the gold dust, saying, "It seems we can find the answer now."

“Open it, Mr. Sand Gold…this is your last chance to protect your reputation.”

Sand Gold slowly reached out his hand, and Ladio glanced over unintentionally from behind.

He opened the box, but the cornerstone that should have been placed inside was nowhere to be found.

"Are these... what you're looking for?" Sunday's voice suddenly came.

He lifted the cloth covering the table, revealing two foundation stones, one yellow and one green.

Sand Gold's eyes widened in disbelief.

He turned sharply to look at Ladio, who continued flipping through his book, showing no intention of looking up.

"Ladio..."

"It's you."

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I'm sorry, my grandmother passed away, so I'll be taking a break tomorrow. I'll make up for it later.