"Ah...嗯." Shen Mochen cautiously replied.
He realized he had lost his memory, but the remaining memories told him someone wanted to kill him. Moreover, it seemed like an unusual force was behind it.
"How did you end up here? Are you related to that plane?" the woman asked again.
"My head hurts a bit..." Shen Mochen painfully covered his head.
"Then rest, I'll notify the higher-ups."
"Hey, no need!" Shen Mochen quickly stopped her.
"What?" The woman's look slightly changed.
"Please don't tell anyone yet," Shen Mochen requested, "I'm really confused now, let me rest first before we talk."
"...Alright."
The woman turned off the light and lay down beside Shen Mochen.
"Hmm?" Shen Mochen was stunned for a moment, "What are you doing?"
"There's only one bed, are you going to sleep on the floor?"
"Uh, lying on the bed is fine, thank you."
