章 278: Morning Jogger

Anatoly didn't know the purpose of Mr. Sullivan for taking him to this mysterious place.

In Anatoly's opinion, this place was just a very common dwelling--- but Sullivan asked him if he thought of something after coming here.

Anatoly was aware that Sullivan had mentioned things that were related to his memory loss.

Anatoly didn't feel like he forgot anything--- but no matter Sullivan's behaviors, or the bishop's words, even the matter of the sudden fragmentation of his cross, they pointed to one conclusion through rational analysis: He really forgot something.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Sullivan, I can remember anything." Anatoly shook his head.

The result was like in Sullivan's expectation, he nodded, "Not only you, but all the neighbors don't know who originally lived in the house."

Anatoly asked curiously, "Who originally lived here?"