Shi Qian opened the drawer at the head of the bed. There was a notebook and a fountain pen inside. Suddenly, an idea came to her. She picked up the pen and began to draw on the paper.
Moreover, every page was drawn very sloppily, as if she was venting her emotions.
She only stopped after using half of her notebook. Then, she tore off some pages and threw them on the ground messily.
After doing this, Shi Qian came to the window and looked out at the night.
Fu Sinian must be very, very worried about her, right?
She wasn't sure when Arthur would take her away, either. She could only hope that he would be able to trace the marks she'd left in this room.
As long as he saw the contents of her random drawings, he would definitely find the clue to the Gulf of South Africa.
Late at night, Shi Qian felt a little sleepy. Just like the night before, she locked the door and pulled a table over to block it.
