Qin Manjiang did not rashly call him. Since Li Xijiu had chosen to text, his current circumstances probably made it inconvenient to take a call.
All he could confirm right now was that Li Xijiu was still alive, somewhere between ten thirty and midnight last night.
Why was this happening?
Qin Manjiang did not understand, but that phone call had given him a vague sense of something.
Time on Li Xijiu's side seemed to flow differently from time in the real world.
It was as though time in that world would not move unless the two of them made contact.
Like the cat in the box, its state would forever remain unknown without intervention.
This also gave Qin Manjiang more time to prepare.
The most urgent task was to find a way back to yesterday. Since Li Xijiu's call could reach him today, some hidden connection had to exist between them.
Although Qin Manjiang had yet to discover exactly what that connection was, he was certain it existed.
And as long as he communicated with Li Xijiu through calls or texts to verify things, sooner or later he would find out why Li Xijiu had been "trapped" in this strange situation.
But this process could not go on indefinitely. Whenever they made contact, time in the two worlds would synchronize, and time on the other side would start moving. The fire had broken out at midnight. In other words, Li Xijiu had only the hour and a half between ten thirty and midnight left to live.
The blaze... fire.
Using 36 South Sky Road and Threshold Cinema as keywords, along with fire and blaze, he soon brought up some search results on his phone.
Most were reports from last night.
But after reading through them carefully, Qin Manjiang's gaze froze