Xiao Yu stared at Gu Fei's face and nodded. "It's possible."
Just as Stone was about to act, Xiao Yu bent down and gave Gu Fei a shove. Swaddled in the quilt, she rolled like a human burrito toward the wall, hitting the wooden frame with a THUD.
Xiao Yu lifted Gu Fei's pillow. There was nothing there.
Not giving up, he squeezed the pillow all over. It was completely soft, with no hard objects inside.
Xiao Yu stared at Gu Fei. "You think she might have hidden it in the quilt?"
Stone's expression faltered. "Surely not. Isn't that thing supposed to be dangerous? If she kept it in her quilt, wouldn't she be afraid of killing herself?"
Xiao Yu thought for a moment. "We still have to check under the quilt."
He stretched his arm out to grab Gu Fei from the far side of the bed but couldn't reach her. Instead, he grabbed the quilt and yanked it toward him. Like a log, Gu Fei rolled right back.
