"Don't move!"
Faced with Loretta's question, Fu Qian didn't answer. Instead, he barked sharply, signaling for her to stay where she was.
Loretta looked a little at a loss at first, then froze, as if she'd realized something.
Unfortunately, Fu Qian was no longer looking at her. He had turned to gaze out the window.
The night sky was clear, and the moon had regained its former brilliance. He could even see lights shining from other houses.
"I'm back?"
Fu Qian looked down at his hands and spoke in disbelief.
Of course, he was bluffing.
The instant he saw Loretta, he'd realized the world had switched again.
He wasn't sure why, but as he'd said before, when something was out of the ordinary, there was bound to be something strange behind it.
His performance now was undoubtedly meant to reinforce his character.
After all, he had to act like a person tormented by nightmares.
Seeing the wary yet faintly delighted expression on Fu Qian's face, Loretta understood everything at once.
"It's all right. You're safe now."
She hurried forward a couple of steps, not at all bothered that Fu Qian was sitting on her desk, and studied him carefully.
"Tell me honestly, when did you start going through this torment?"
"That depends on how you define torment."
Fu Qian smiled with a look of relief.
"In theory, it's been over a month. In practice, it's been twenty-five days."
The month-long period in his answer came from the medical records in this mission.
As for the twenty-five days, that was how long it had been since he received a certain black work ID.
"It's only been that short a time, and it's already happening so frequently!"
Loretta was clearly startled. Whether it had been twenty-five days or a month, it was