Conan had been gone for nearly half an hour and still had not returned. Ye Jinghong and I were starting to get uneasy.
Ye Jinghong said, "Did it slip away?"
I said, "No way. If it wanted to run, why would it have followed us all the way here? Even if it had some ulterior motive, it should have achieved it before leaving, right?"
"Perhaps bringing us here was its purpose?" Ye Jinghong said.
I wanted to say something else, but upon thinking about it, what she said made some sense. I began to waver as well.
Still, I said, "Let's wait a little longer. We'll see."
My heart was pounding. Had it really run off?
I still found it unlikely. Bringing us here had not been its purpose; I had wanted to come here myself.
It had merely obtained that flood dragon's memories by chance, allowing it to find yp.
"What if it did not obtain the flood dragon's memories? What if it had already known this information?" Ye Jinghong asked again.
I froze and looked at Ye Jinghong.
Ye Jinghong always considered the worst possibility, but was that wrong? It did not seem wrong at all.
We had seen Conan say something to the flood dragon, but we had been too far away to hear them or determine what they had discussed.
So Ye Jinghong's suspicions were perfectly reasonable.
I lit a cigarette. Whenever I felt anxious, it helped me calm down quickly.
I said to Ye Jinghong, "Didn't you say that the more times like this, the less we could panic?"
Ye Jinghong said flatly, "I am not panicking. I am merely telling you one possibility: never trust anyone too easily."
I nodded. "I understand."
That was what I said, but I truly did not want to