Chapter 142 two mice

Hansel's words were not only imprinted on my mind, they were also transmitted to Xavier and their ears via the monitor.

To say goodbye to them, Rowen implanted a small monitor into my skin behind my ear, and by now I imagine they were all around the receiver, listening to all of my conversations with Hansel.

I wonder if they will be as creepy as I am. Their opponent is a madman, a lunatic who has lost his mind.

I don't know whether Edward will have the idea of giving up in his heart, but anyway, I must go to see the baby with Hansel tomorrow.

Didn't sleep all night.

The next day, Hansel kept his promise and prepared a car to take me out.

In the midst of my excitement, I had a vague sense of dread, a sense that things weren't going to go so well, a sense that Hansel couldn't have been oblivious to my memory recovery.

So what was he thinking?

"Get in the car."

"Are we just going to go?

Hansel smiled at me from the front of the car. "Or what? Do you think anyone here would dare