New York

When Nicole re-entered the interrogation room, Chen Xiaolian observed her with a smile on his face. He then smiled and said, “So, are we going to be chatting again?”

This time, Nicole seemed more relaxed. She slowly walked until she was standing before Chen Xiaolian. She looked at the empty plates on the table and asked, “Did you eat your fill?”

“Not bad. Although the sandwich was a little dry,” Chen Xiaolian answered with a smile.

“I have this weird feeling,” said Nicole who stared at Chen Xiaolian. “It seems to me that when you are talking to me, there is something different with your voice.”

“… eh?”

Nicole carefully observed Chen Xiaolian’s eyes, seemingly in an attempt to find out something. Then, she slowly said, “It is the tone of familiarity. When you are talking with me, you don’t seem like someone who is talking to a stranger.

“Mm, maybe I am just imagining things.