บท 550: Déjà vu

"What are you doing?" The old man asked as he reached for his chest. But Lin Sanjiu had already withdrawn her hand from the chest, holding the hotel towel in her hand.

"Who gave this to you?"

Lin Sanjiu stared fixedly at the old man, waiting eagerly for his answer. The old man gulped loudly. "Wasn't this yours? You were the one who gave it to me, weren't you?"

"Mine is over there," Lin Sanjiu gestured at the chest, "I'll ask you again: who gave this white towel to you? Is there anyone else still inside the Pocket Dimension? Is the game still running?"

"No, no, there are no more people inside," the old man said. "I arrange all my things in chronological order… Let me have a look." Then, the old man began to rummage through his chest. It seemed that the old man finally remembered something after he searched the chest for a while, for he looked at Lin Sanjiu and then said defensively, "I'll tell you everything, but you must not take the towel away."