The police brought Jiang Yu to the cell of the fake Mo Long and said, "Right here. If you have anything to say, say it quickly. He's not in a good mental state right now, and I can't guarantee that he won't do anything to you."
"It's alright, you don't have to worry about me. I just have a few questions to ask him, and I'll leave after I'm done." Jiang Yu explained.
"Alright, then hurry up." The police officer turned around and left.
After the police left, Jiang Yu said to the fake Mo Long, "Do you still remember me?"
The fake ink Dragon raised his head when he heard her voice. After seeing Jiang Yu's face clearly, he couldn't help but ask in surprise, "Aren't you my fiancée?"
Jiang Yu was silent for a moment. "You seem to have made a mistake. You're not the real Mo Long."
