"Miss Milani," Lynn lay on the hospital bed, "you say... how can one make a woman have an unforgettable, deep impression of you?"
Hearing this, the brown-haired young girl who was conducting a physical examination on him stopped her movements.
She glanced at Lynn and then showed a hint of concern, "I know my body is very attractive to you, but this matter is still a bit too early."
"No one is aroused by your body."
Lynn remarked.
"Impolite little fellow."
Milani rolled her eyes unhappily, reverting to her usual laziness.
She picked up a certain device from the side and began measuring something on Lynn's head.
"It's strange," she mused as she worked, "after you, I tried with fifteen other test subjects and not a single one was successfully hypnotized."
"Could it be that your case is non-replicable?"
Milani looked puzzled.
In a sense, she had guessed correctly.
After all, those convicts didn't have the Lie Swallowing, a cheat-like godly skill.