Things were getting stranger and stranger!
So, according to the records, it wasn't this world that had a problem. I was the one with the problem?
As Fu Qian realized this, the scene before his eyes changed once more.
As a section of ceiling fell, the dark, dilapidated building seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force and began to collapse.
At some point, Fu Qian seemed to see the sun. Blinding light flooded his vision.
When his vision cleared, Fu Qian found that the hospital building had vanished, and he was in an unfamiliar place.
That dazzling light wasn't the sun, either. It was a lamp embedded in the wall across from him.
"You're awake?"
Just then, a voice sounded beside him.
Why did that sound so familiar?
Fu Qian sighed inwardly. The next moment, the light before him dimmed, and he could make out his surroundings.
He was in a fairly spacious room. It was empty, with no windows anywhere. Only the harsh white light from the ceiling and walls illuminated it, making the whole place feel oppressive.
Right in front of him stood a stainless-steel table. On the other side, a burly man with broad shoulders and a thick waist glared at him coldly.
But he wasn't the one who had spoken.
That voice had been very familiar. He'd heard it before.
Fu Qian turned his head. A short-haired woman who looked quite capable stood slightly behind the burly man. Her eyes were fixed intently on him, too.
And Fu Qian had seen this woman's face not long ago: Kelly Randa.
The policewoman who had worn the same ID badge as him.
Looks like she's got another identity now!
Fu Qian thought it over and didn't rush to speak. Instead, he turned his attention back