"I have tried looking for her, but I do not know how to begin searching." Qi Han felt dejected about his unsuccessful investigation.

"Did you check the traffic cameras and security cameras around the area? If you find the registration number for her motorcycle, it should be easy to find her." Mo Ge spoke with excitement.

Qi Han looked flatly at his unhelpful friend. Did he take him for an idiot? He had thought that finding her would be easy because there were countless surveillance cameras in Supreme City. Unfortunately, this was not the case.

"Of course, this is the first thing I did. She does not appear in any cameras. It is like she did not exist." Qi hand lamented, with his hands on his head.

"Have you considered the fact that she might not exist? Maybe you imagined the entire thing because of the drugs. Or perhaps, the rescue is not as random as you imagine. Your family background is complicated after all. She could be someone who was hired to protect you in secret. Otherwise, why would a woman appear at night in a random place?" Mo Ge spoke while thinking about some conspiracies in a drama he watched not too long ago.

"You have been watching too many Korean dramas." Qi Han felt that he should not be friends with this type of person.

In his heart, that woman had become an inviolable goddess. Also, he felt that there was a thread of fate connecting them. Therefore, if she was just a hired gun, his dreams would crumble into dust. But he knew that he would not give up even if that was the case.

"I don't watch them." Mo Ge felt embarrassed. "I just happen to know one or two things."

Qi Han ignored the idiot.

"Wang Che, do you have a method?" His pleading eyes turned to his reliable friend.

His quick brain could be annoying when it was in detective mode, but it was also an incredible asset. In any case, Wang Che would have better ideas than Mo Ge.

"What kind of motorcycle was she driving?" Wang Che asked with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

"What do you mean?" Qi Han felt confused about the question.

"In general, people who ride at night are thrill seekers or are involved in risky or illegal professions. So, they do not drive average motorcycles. They opt for more powerful machines which can withstand a lot of impact stress or at least, high speed bikes. These are not widely available on the market. So, even if you do not have a plate number, you should be able to narrow down your search." Wang Che leaned back in his seat elegantly.

"Why didn't I think of this? That girl only took off her helmet because she seemed concerned about the condition of her motorcycle. If it was something common, she would probably not care." Qi Han exclaimed with happiness.

"As expected of the man who built Clarion..." Mo Ge nodded in appreciation.

Wang Che felt that he had been unduly praised, but he only smiled a little as he always did. It was not too hard to deduce that a normal motorcycle could not be used to dodge bullets, if someone truly had the ability to face a gun head-on.

"Unfortunately, I do not know much about motorcycles." Qi Han became dejected once again.

"What do you remember about it? I might be able to get an idea from your memory." Wang Che offered.

"I vaguely remember that it looks like the ones riders often use when racing at the motor city." There was nothing more that he could say about that motorcycle.

"That's too vague, but I will let you know if something comes up." Wang Che said casually.

He did not intend to spend a lot of time and effort on this wild goose chase. It was unlikely that Qi Han's memory had become compromised due to the near death experience. Therefore, he would most likely be disappointed even if he did find his saviour. It was better if the memory of the perfect moment remained because reality would probably crash him. Still, there was no harm in keeping his eyes open.

"So was the girl hot? Most of those iron ladies are not the prettiest flowers in the garden." Mo Ge asked with a vulgar expression.

"Would people think that you are mute if you do not shut up?" Qi Han asked with annoyance.

"You need all the help you can get. When it comes to beautiful women, I am your best shot." Mo Ge wiggled his eyebrows.

Qi Han still had a disapproving glare on his face. However, when he thought about it, there was no harm in telling them what he remembered. Who knew when a miracle would happen?

"Of course, my angel is beautiful." He said proudly. "She is short and slim but with a beautiful figure. Her hair is long, and her face is round and charming."

Wang Che and Mo Ge looked at each other and then at their friend who had a disgusting grin on his face. They felt that he had gone completely crazy. More importantly, what kind of description was that? There were no distinguishing features. If they looked for people with these vague details, they would have to take a quarter of Supreme City.

"Surely, there must be something a little more useful." Wang Che looked at Qi Han with a rare disdainful expression.

Qi Han felt that his description was already quite detailed. However, it seemed that his friends did not think that it was enough. He thought about it for a moment.

"Oh, there was something strange. She had yellow eyes." He had not given this detail importance because contact lens would be removed.

"You mean she had jaundice?" Mo Ge jumped in immediately.

Qi Han punched his arm, causing him to protest in pain.

"Contact lens can be removed, but there is a chance that she often uses them." Wang Che felt that this was, at least, a step in the right direction.

A sudden knock on the door interrupted the conversation. The door opened after a moment, revealing a beautiful lady. Her looks surpassed all the other women who had been in the room earlier. She smiled gracefully with her perfect pink lips which complemented her gorgeous face.

The three men looked at her in surprise.

"If it isn't the lovely Murong Yue… what brings you here tonight?" Mo Ge smiled in his usual flirtatious manner.