898 Tingting, I Have Superpowers 7 (1/2)

”Huh?” Song Qingchun was started; she didn't seem to get what Su Zhinian meant.

”Phone, I mean where's your cell phone?”

”Oh.” Song Qingchun rushed out of the bathroom and soon returned with her phone. Su Zhinian accepted it and opened her WhatsApp. As he did so, he asked, ”You haven't deleted any messages, right?”

”I don't think so…” The moment Song Qingchun finished, Tang Nuan's voice reverberated through the bathroom.

”There… is… recorder… purse…”

Song Qingchun couldn't follow what Su Zhinian was doing. She didn't understand why he would suddenly replay Tang Nuan's dying message. She frowned and stared at Su Zhinian, who was uncharacteristically focused listening to Tang Nuan's message. She whispered, ”Have you found anything?”

Su Zhinian was silent for a long time. Instead of answering Song Qingchun, he posed her another question. ”Where's your purse?”

Song Qingchun blinked blankly. ”Which purse?”

”Where do you normally keep your bags and purses?” Su Zhinian clarified.

”In my closet…”

Before Song Qingchun finished, Su Zhinian rushed toward the closet. She hurried to follow. As she stepped into her closet, Su Zhinian asked, ”Do you still remember which purse you were carrying the day we visited the orphanage?”

Song Qingchun had so many bags, and she changed the bag that she carried almost daily. However, while she might not remember the bag of any given day, she definitely had a good memory of the purse she carried the day they visited the orphanage. That was because on that morning, before she left home, her sister-in-law gifted her a new purse.