Working Together

When the female officer stepped in and interrupted the questioning, Kieran clearly saw that the middle-aged officer shrunk his neck a little, showing a revered look.

A subordinate showing reverence to his superior wasn't all that odd, but only reverence would be a little off.

While his mind was thinking about something else, Kieran wasn't slow with his answers at all.

"I said I am a shaman. The dead Mikes told me who killed him," he said calmly.

He didn't sound disrespectful, but his words were especially blunt.

Impolite? He hid it in between the lines.

Kieran wasn't friendly towards strangers anyway, let alone showing a smile to please someone who was impolite to him.

Again, he didn't have any kind of weird fetishes.

Not now, not in the future.

"You!"