Atlas's eyes lit up, and he looked at me. "Where?"

He took a step closer, and I showed him my phone screen. "The place where my dad’s been tied up seems to be my home."

Atlas glanced at the screen of my phone and then focused his gaze on me, asking, "Are you sure?"

I nodded vigorously and said, "I'm sure! When he sent you the video just now, I saw the ceiling light. I thought that the light was strangely familiar. I remember now—it was the chandelier in our living room at home!"

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