Thoughtfully, Mi August first sent Mi Feixue back to the bed in the room, and after repeated medical examinations were correct, he told the night manager to take care of Mi Feixue, and then left the room.
The book of good and evil is now in the palm of your hand.
Mi August said: “What happened to the adult version of Feixue that appeared in my inner world?”
Book of Good and Evil：……
Blank pages without movement.
Mi August was unmoved.
She smiled slightly and said, “You don’t think that I am bent on forgetting this matter, so I don’t plan to ask.”
The same is a smile, which is very different from the gentleness that just faced Mi Feixue.
“Did you say it yourself, or did you check it in my way?””
Mi August smiled faintly, and his tone was not threatening, “The amount of information currently available is almost enough.”
As for whether there will be some accidents during the investigation process, and whether the results obtained will have some impact… It is not known.
Book of Good and Evil：……
Threat, this is definitely a threat!
Otherwise, how could Mi August hit its pain point as soon as he opened his mouth.
Obviously in the past, it did not express some questions, which means that it could not answer those questions.
Mi August was also aware of this, but this time he seemed to be looking for it not because he couldn’t answer, but because he was deliberately concealing it.
The book of Good and evil still wanted to continue to pretend to be dead in its death throes, and Mi August turned his hand and really planned to put it away.
Understanding is two-way. As the most direct artifact that follows Mi August, just as Mi August can hit the pain points of the book of Good and evil at once, the book of good and Evil also has a good understanding of certain characteristics of her character.
I was really taken in this time, and I deliberately concealed the consequences of not reporting it. I didn’t even dare to think about it in the book of good and evil.
The pages of the book flipped.
Mi August raised his eyebrows.
Oh, don’t pretend to be dead.
She stopped recycling and watched the performance of the book of good and evil quietly.
Ink appeared on the blank pages of the book, densely crowded, as if people were sorting out complex thoughts and words.