Mickey was taken aback by these words, and withdrew the hand she used to hail a cab: "Qiqi, are you sure?"
Gu Qili nodded, she was sure.
"When I stepped on that thing, it felt slippery and greasy, not like fruit or anything else we are familiar with, but when I snapped back to my senses and went to look for it, it was gone. Even the steps had been wiped clean," Gu Qili earnestly recalled the scene, "There were so many people going up the stairs at that time, why did it have to be me who stepped on it? Don't you find that strange?"
"It is quite strange, I thought at the time that you just lost your footing."
Gu Qili couldn't help shivering: "That person, he was hiding amongst the graduates, right under our eyes; he was waiting for the opportunity to act, so if he missed the first strike, he would certainly try a second or third time."
