No one answered the question, but the looks on their faces had already given the Fatty his answer.
Slowly, the Fatty's eyes reddened. He didn't remember Lin Wan'er all that well, but he knew exactly what she meant to the Doctor.
"Don't be too pessimistic. I don't believe Lin Wan'er could die so easily." Jiang Cheng turned to the Fatty as if to comfort him. "I know what she can do."
At that, No. 13 bit through his lip and angrily tore the bandages from his hand, ready to use his ability again to divine whether Lin Wan'er and No. 3 were safe. But No. 2 grabbed his wrist and stopped him.
"What are you doing?" No. 13 snapped. "Let go of me!"
No. 2's lips moved, but in the end he said nothing. It was clear he didn't want No. 13 to waste his ability and drain his life for nothing, but he didn't know how to talk him out of it.
Only when Jiang Cheng saw No. 13 on the verge of hysteria did he slowly speak. "Calm down. You don't need to do this. I know a place where we might... find them."
His words instantly drew everyone's attention. No. 13 seemed to have grabbed the last lifeline. He might not have believed the same thing from someone else, but Jiang Cheng was different. He had escaped that ghostly dream, and might have found some clue in it connected to the Doctor and the others.
"Really? Where?"
No. 13 pressed him for an answer. No. 2 and Mount Luoyun, by contrast, remained relatively calm. Mount Luoyun in particular looked at Jiang Cheng with a complicated expression.
Jiang Cheng hadn't spoken without reason. After gathering his thoughts, he briefly recounted how he had found Jile Lou on Mount