The awkward atmosphere inside the old mansion lingered for a moment.
After the brief interlude, the conversation returned to the main topic.
Evelyn looked at Captain Raymond and asked pleadingly,
"Captain, could you mobilize some police officers? Start by checking along the southern outskirts. I remember many nobles and wealthy merchants who dislike the city's smog prefer living there. If we can pinpoint which mansion Luo Wei is trapped in, the rest can be left to Helena and me."
Captain Raymond listened carefully, then a look of difficulty appeared on his face.
"It's not that I don't want to help..."
“Right now, all the city's police forces are investigating the airship explosion case. The scale of this incident is too big; the Emperor is extremely furious and attaches great importance to it. There's simply no extra manpower to spare...”
"Oh," Evelyn nodded with a smile.
"In any case, I still want to thank you, Captain, for being so busy yet still finding time to come over."
Captain Raymond let out a wry smile. "No need to be polite. Luo Wei and I go way back. In a sense, without him, there wouldn't be the today's me. Since he's in danger, no matter what, I won't stand idly by."
"Since the Captain says so..." Evelyn looked at him and smiled again. "Then I have an idea that might completely resolve this situation."
"What idea?" Captain Raymond asked curiously. "Please speak, and I'll do whatever I can to help."
Evelyn's smile suddenly became enigmatic.
She looked at both the Captain and Helena.
Helena couldn't wait and said, "Just say it already, don't keep us in suspense!"
Evelyn's expression turned serious as she said word by word,
"Luo Wei is one of the potential suspects in the airship explosion case!"
"What!?"
Helena and Captain Raymond both widened their eyes in shock.
"How could my brother be the culprit of the explosion?" Helena exclaimed, her face filled with disbelief.
She quickly explained, "He was with me all day that day, and he almost got killed by the explosion! Are you sleepwalking or something? How could he possibly be a suspect??"
Evelyn gave her a helpless look, a bit disappointed, then turned to Captain Raymond.
Captain Raymond went from initial bewilderment to confusion...
And finally, his eyes lit up.
"That's right! Luo Wei is the suspect in the airship explosion case!"
Helena was even more confused. How could even the Captain joke like this? What kind of riddle were they speaking?
However, in the next moment, it suddenly dawned on Helena.
She looked at Evelyn, who was smiling without saying a word, in astonishment. "You're trying to make this a big deal, aren't you?"
"Seems you're not as dull as I imagined," Evelyn said with a smile.
Such a sarcastic remark, if it were earlier, Helena would have retorted sharply.
But now, she was filled with surprise, as if the seemingly hopeless situation had suddenly been saved.
No matter how powerful the royal family members were, this was a case that had enraged the old Emperor. If they used the pretext of arresting the "suspect" Luo Wei, even if they turned over every private mansion in the south and dug three feet into the ground, those nobles wouldn't dare to complain!
Unconsciously, Helena glanced at Evelyn, whose lips carried a confident smile.
This woman, who seemed lazy like a cat, was actually so deadly when she was serious...
No wonder my brother values her so much...
Somehow, a sour feeling welled up in Helena's heart.
After bidding farewell to Captain Raymond, who had come and gone in a hurry, the two women in the living room looked at each other in silence.
Although there was now hope, Helena still murmured with worry,
"Brother hasn't had any news for so many days..."
"Given his character, he definitely wouldn't submit to such confinement..."
She thought sadly.
"His current state must be extremely dangerous, miserable, and painful..."
...
"Luo Wei! You're sitting on my hair!!"
In front of the warm fireplace, Ophelia on the sofa glared dissatisfiedly at Luo Wei, who looked innocent.
Luo Wei helplessly shifted his body a bit further away from Ophelia.
Looking at Ophelia combing her silvery hair, he curled his lip. He didn't mean to sit on her hair; who asked her to get so close?
But after moving away, her hands unruly hugged him again, as if she had grown attached to Luo Wei.
"Don't you want your hair anymore? Getting so close again?" Luo Wei put down the newspaper and glanced at her.
Instead, Ophelia smiled sweetly and pointed at her bun of hair.
Luo Wei rolled his eyes.
The flames in the fireplace crackled softly, and the room was warm and cozy.
The two were now warmly curled up on the large sofa, reading the newspaper under the bright light.
Ever since she became less cold and dominant, it was as if she had transformed into a different person. The two of them spent the entire day together, with Luo Wei going wherever she followed.
Even she was willing to let Luo Wei read the newly released newspapers.
During Luo Wei's stay here, he had been almost completely cut off from any contact with the outside world. The reason for this was to prevent him from trying to escape. However, today, when she heard Luo Wei wanted to read the newspaper, she actually brought up a stack of freshly printed newspapers from that morning.
It was truly amazing. Who would have thought that the events in the dream would have such an impact on her?
But thinking carefully, the Dreamland was a reflection of her subconscious. She wanted to use this to influence him, not realizing that the influence was mutual.
When she witnessed the shocking scene of his "death" so vividly, and because of that seed planted unconsciously, she would only attribute the tragedy to her own actions.
Guilt, remorse, regret—all these negative emotions were amplified... That's why she had been so careful all day.
She was afraid that in reality, Luo Wei might also be suicidal, especially since, due to the medication, Luo Wei had indeed been somewhat depressed lately.
Everything was too similar to what happened in the dream, and it filled her with fear.
After accompanying Luo Wei to read the newspapers, Ophelia hesitated for a moment, then, as usual, left under the pretext of "working."
Watching her retreating figure, Luo Wei pondered.
Did she want Caroline to hypnotize him again? Was she still obsessed with her plan?
But after dozing on the sofa for quite a while, Caroline didn't appear.
It seemed that Ophelia really had something to do.
The continuous hypnosis, which had lasted for days, was interrupted today, and Luo Wei couldn't help but feel relieved.
It seemed that everything was heading in a positive direction...
But this didn't mean Luo Wei would really let his guard down.
In the days to come, he would still carefully observe Ophelia's every move.
To see if she would truly change according to his expectations.
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
