He opened his mouth as if he had thought of something. However, before he could say anything, Wang Zhi’s expression suddenly changed to horror.

This was because he realized that the woman’s original pitch-black and lively eyes gradually turned green.

In the next second, Wang Zhi lay straight on the bed and looked at the ceiling with lifeless eyes. He was motionless, like a corpse.

Bai Zhou watched from the side and couldn’t help but frown. ‘So soon?’

Next, it was time to ask the questions.

Yun Buyao slowly said calmly, “How did you break your leg?”

There was no change in Wang Zhi’s expression, only his mouth moving as he said, “I fell from the suspension frame when I was working.”

Yun Buyao: “Why did you fall?”

Wang Zhi: “My seatbelt wasn’t fastened.”

Yun Buyao: “You did it on purpose, right?”

Wang Zhi: “I did it on purpose.”

Yun Buyao: “Why did you do that?”

Wang Zhi: “Because of money.”

Yun Buyao: “How much?”

Wang Zhi: “One million yuan.”

Yun Buyao: “Who gave you this money? What’s his name?”

Wang Zhi: “I don’t know.”

Yun Buyao: “What does he look like?”

Wang Zhi: “I couldn’t see them clearly.”

Wang Zhi answered questions one after another under the control of the Spiritual Art. However, in the end, they only knew that someone was instigating him. However, Bai Zhou had already guessed this.

As for who the mastermind was, what his name was, and even his appearance, Wang Zhi did not know.

From this, it could be seen that the other party had done it secretly.

Bai Zhou, who wanted to give up, was about to say something when Yun Buyao said, “Don’t be anxious. Let me use The Art of Peering to look at his memories.”

As soon as she finished speaking, the jade-green color in Yun Buyao’s eyes became thicker, as if a layer of fog had covered them. At this moment, Wang Zhi’s memories flashed in her eyes.

The scenes that Wang Zhi recalled the most these days were easier for Yun Buyao to see. Not long after, a suspicious person appeared.

On the street not far from the hotel construction site, a black Mercedes-Benz car was parked by the road. The window of the backseat was rolled down, and a middle-aged man wearing dark sunglasses and a mask was sitting in the backseat.

Wang Zhi stood outside the car and bent down to talk to him.

She could not see the man’s appearance, but from his temperament, she could infer that he was a middle-aged man in his forties.

There was no sound in his memory, so Yun Buyao did not know what the two of them had said, but they were probably discussing the incident.

After a long time, they rolled the window up, and Wang Zhi watched the Mercedes leave.

Yun Buyao suddenly said slowly, “A86886!”

It was a car plate number. Although the man had covered himself tightly, Yun Buyao could see the car plate number through Wang Zhi’s eyes!

When Bai Zhou heard this, he quickly took out his phone and remembered this number.

A few seconds later, Yun Buyao’s eyes gradually returned to normal. However, Wang Zhi did not wake up immediately.

“How was it?” Yun Buyao turned around and asked Bai Zhou.

Bai Zhou gave her a thumbs up. “It was awesome!”

This was the first time he had seen the advanced mental cultivation technique of Spiritual Art — The Art of Peering. It made Bai Zhou, a bystander, have goosebumps.

It was too terrifying. Who would dare to date her in the future? She would see everything in their heads.

Although she did not see the man’s full appearance, but with the car plate number, it was much easier to investigate.