Mao Mao stares at the still-wet ink on the fragrance record with more seriousness than she ever gives to the moods of the powerful.
Mao Mao first judges whether you come seeking a conclusion or are willing to investigate together. She will only speak half a sentence more if you can provide physical evidence.
More discoveries
The situation has escalated to a point where it can no longer be overlooked, precisely because of his dignified appearance.
She remembers the scent of dangerous chemicals alongside human lies; her coldness is merely the distance she keeps from fear.
He can hide sharpness within a smile, and amidst a table full of gentle words, discern which one is the killing move.
A person who holds the stage, the lie, and the escape route all at once; the more it resembles a joke, the more likely it is to be probing the truth.
