"..."
Ye Anqi analyzed, "I don't know who wants to kill you. I don't even recognize him, so why would I hide anything from you for his sake? Nobody has ever told me someone wants to kill you, so how would I know? Therefore, everything I've said is true."
Ya Shitian's eyes slightly moved.
Her analysis made a lot of sense.
With a trace of hope in his eyes, he said, "If that's the case, how do you explain the lie detected in your first answer?"
"I didn't lie. There must be something wrong with the machine."
"The machine isn't faulty. It can't be that it's accurate on everything else but gets the first question wrong."
Ye Anqi suddenly stood up and tossed the results aside.
She scoffed coldly, "So you choose to believe the machine and not me?"
"..."
"Believe what you want, but I don't know anything!" With that, she turned and left in anger.
Ya Shitian's lips pressed tightly together. Did she really know nothing?
...
Boom—
In the pitch-black night, a thunderstorm raged on.