Ed Wang stood there, utterly bewildered.
He looked down at the [Memory Eraser] in his hand, then at the empty plate on the counter, and began to believe everything Qin Ran had said.
After all, this sort of thing had happened before.
Plenty of unlucky souls had violated the [Memory Eraser]'s operating instructions and ended up with amnesia.
Fortunately, an hour's worth of memories wasn't much.
Unless someone was particularly unlucky, it wasn't a serious problem.
Sigh.
Ed Wang sighed inwardly and, clinging to his last shred of hope, asked Qin Ran, "That security camera..."
"If you can fix it, I'd be very grateful."
Qin Ran smiled as he spoke.
"Forget it."
Ed Wang shook his head and finally picked up the [Memory Eraser] again. The existence of the Shepherds couldn't be revealed to ordinary people.
Or rather, the existence of the dead was a secret.
Anyone who knew had to keep it.
That was how the [Memory Eraser] had come about.
"I..."
Ed Wang intended to draw Qin Ran's attention with his words, then use the [Memory Eraser] on him again. But as soon as he opened his mouth, he saw a thoroughly cleaned Molotov Cocktail appear in Qin Ran's hand. Inside the crystal-clear bottle, a slightly viscous, cloudy liquid kept sloshing around, leaving ripples along the glass.
Ed Wang immediately swallowed the words on the tip of his tongue.
At such close range, he wasn't confident he could dodge a Molotov Cocktail thrown by Qin Ran.
And once the Molotov Cocktail shattered...
He loved barbecue, but that didn't mean he wanted to become barbecue.
"I think..."
Ed Wang instinctively tried to explain.
But the next moment, the Shepherd's cheek twitched, and he nearly turned and ran.
What had he just seen?
Four Molotov Cocktails appeared in a neat