Very well, it has a real asylum vibe.
Today is the 48th, without even mentioning the month.
Trish hastily gave the answer, which upon first hearing, sounded somewhat uncooperative, even like she was wantonly giving wrong answers.
But Fu Qian didn't rush to harsh interrogation, instead, he felt the style fit perfectly.
As mentioned before, early exposure leads to early treatment.
Considering the identity of the attendees as members of the asylum, if they seriously gave a normal date, it would actually require more effort to discern.
"Thank you, so what date did I come here?"
In the end, not only did he casually thank, Fu Qian even decisively abandoned common sense and asked casually.
"You don't remember?"
Trish's male companion sounded somewhat surprised, and even to Fu Qian, some hidden sense of luck wasn't hard to catch—
This guy doesn't remember when he arrived, indicating his mind is indeed a bit problematic.
