The woman remembered Gong Deyi's kidnapping perfectly clearly. She had only lost the memories of being brought here.
All she could think about was how to save Gong Deyi, to the point that she did not even care about her own safety. She did not ask what had happened to her at all. I believed that the state she had displayed before was not merely the result of psychological torment; her body had likely been unable to endure it as well.
Yet she had held on stubbornly.
She looked at me with an eager gaze, as though as long as I agreed to help her rescue Gong Deyi, we would definitely succeed.
But both the police and the special department she had mentioned had investigated the scene and found nothing. I did not know who had kidnapped him or what their purpose was. I had no clues at all. How was I supposed to save him?
Still, I could not pour cold water on her at a time like this. I did not dare provoke her. If she became like she had been earlier, that would be no laughing matter.
If she had not awakened, Ye Jinghong and I would still have been trapped in that stone house on the cliff, with no way to leave.
At that thought, I could not help looking at her again. What exactly had her previous state been? She had pulled us directly into her illusion, and the key was that we had not even realized how we had been drawn in.
That was rather eerie.
Ye Jinghong was talking with her.
Ye Jinghong was actually trying to draw information out of her.
But she knew nothing.
She was not pretending. She truly knew nothing.
Ye Jinghong gave me a helpless look.
What was