Mai Mingle was suddenly struck by a realization—the difference between a Hunter and an ordinary person was sometimes hidden in such a fleeting, subtle moment.
No matter how much they believed in breaking a stalemate with force, a Hunter would never give up on using their head.
After Suo Beihua's words, "I'm not going out," had fallen, not a single person in the stairwell had immediately asked the most obvious, and laziest, response: "Why?"
In that instant, Mai Mingle could almost hear the faint whirring of everyone's thoughts spinning at high speed.
With their interviews already confirmed failures, there was only one logical reason for Suo Beihua not to go out: she felt it wasn't safe outside. That much was obvious without asking; there was no need to waste their breath.
The real question was, what had made her sense something was wrong?
'If she doesn't say anything, can I figure out what's off on my own?'
'Would asking her directly for the reason influence my own judgment?'
