"She doesn't. Didn't I tell you? We only met yesterday. We got separated before, and I only found her yesterday. But she seems to have
amnesia."
"Really?"
The soldier froze for a moment, then looked me up and down.
"I don't know... You two don't look like siblings to me."
As he spoke, the soldier abruptly stood up and raised a hand. The soldiers nearby immediately raised their guns and ran over.
"Don't move! I suspect you of human trafficking. I need you to cooperate with our investigation!"
The soldiers around us instantly raised their guns and aimed them at Mo Buyan. He was so startled that he raised both hands.
"Wait, wait! I really didn't! Um, you should explain it to them too!"
"He didn't... traffic... me?"
What did trafficking mean?
But something about what I'd said must have sounded wrong, because the man taking notes furrowed his brow even more. He looked at Mo Buyan with an expression that said he was a "scumbag."
"Is she mentally disabled?"
"I'm... not. I just... don't speak... smoothly."
I explained, and the soldier froze for a moment.
"What's wrong with you? Why can't you speak smoothly?"
"I... have amnesia. I forgot."
"Amnesia?"
The man was wearing a military uniform. He looked like an officer, I guessed.
"Mm... I see. And him?"
"He... is my... prisoner."
The officer frowned, looking utterly bewildered.
Chapter 56: Could It Be Them?
I explained, while Mo Buyan stood beside me looking helpless. He seemed unwilling to admit it, but under the circumstances, he couldn't defend himself either. In the end, he said nothing.
The officer stared at me for a long moment, looking me up and down.
"Say that again. I must've misheard. What did you say? He's your prisoner?"
"Mm. He... is my... prisoner. I...