"Memo pad that can make things written on it be forgotten," Feng Xue's lips curved slightly.
That thing sounded full of holes, something that could only be used to enhance spy efficiency or protect logistics personnel. But since Chen Xiyao had so easily told him about it, he couldn't help but consider some other possibilities.
After all, it made the recorded subjects forgotten.
How could this power not be aimed at Kaidan?
Even though Chen Xiyao had no such intention, what if, by saying it at this moment, the higher-ups were issuing him a warning? Hmm, it shouldn't be so severe—perhaps they were simply telling him not to get too cocky?
Thinking of this, he suddenly squinted and said,
"Is the process reversible? Can those who forgot still recall?"
"Of course they can. Simply black out the entries on the memo pad with a pen to cancel it. Otherwise, wouldn't the family members of those researchers always remain unnoticeable?"
