Unexpectedly, it played another role at this moment.
Jiang Yi watched as the staff laid out all the surveillance angles in a row on the screen, around 12 different angles appeared before her.
Pointing at one of the angles, Jiang Yi said, "This one."
The staff moved the mouse cursor over the screen Jiang Yi indicated and zoomed in.
This time, the image was very clear.
The camera angle was precisely aimed at Jiang Yi's sleeping figure bent over the bedside.
And the hands clasped between her and her father happened to be captured by the camera.
Jiang Yi said, "Look at his hand..."
Actually, Jiang Yi wasn't sure if it was just her own illusion.
But she felt that at the moment she was struggling in her nightmare, her father's hand had tightly grasped hers.
Though unrealistic, she was simply unwilling to give up.
