Qiao Yiyang then spoke of what he knew.
"I called you, but you hung up my call and sent me a text message, instructing me to come over immediately because of an urgent matter. When I entered this room, I saw you lying unconscious on the bed, and then someone attacked me from behind, and I also passed out. What was their motive? Was it to save Zhou Xi?"
Lin Xinlan nodded, "It should be. Zhou Xi was caught by the police, and his brother must have thought it was us who tipped them off, so he wanted to get back at us. I'm worried now; he arranged for us to sleep in the same bed, I don't know what his intentions are."
As they were speaking, Lin Xinlan's cellphone rang.
It was an unfamiliar number, and her intuition told her that it was Zhou Xi's brother calling.
She and Qiao Yiyang exchanged a look, each seeing the depth of solemnity in the other's eyes.
"Answer it, let's hear what he has to say."
Lin Xinlan nodded, answered the call, yet did not speak.
