"That's you, the silent kid who's definitely hiding something bad."
Feeling the crowd's gaze still fixed on him, Liu Yaowu was on the verge of tears. He had just found a glimmer of hope for survival, and he couldn't bear to lose it over a misunderstanding. Helpless, he could only cry out to Chen Pingchuan in a hoarse voice, "Boss, it really wasn't me! If it was, I'd smash my head against the wall…"
Before Liu Yaowu could finish, a series of short, mechanical taunts cut him off.
"Having fun?"
"Yes, it's fun!"
"Had enough?"
"Not enough!"
"Then continue."
Hongkai'Er snorted, and the mechanical voice rang out again, "Boring!"
She looked at Liu Yaowu's timid, cowardly appearance and let out a cold laugh, her mechanical voice dripping with even more disdain. "Hmph, and you think *he* could be my informer?"
