After a second of silence, snickers and laughters echoed around. Most mentalists joined in, leaving the suspected Lala dumbfounded.
Philip's deductions weren't mere guesses stemming from stimulation but rather the culmination of countless encounters with Lala.
Unbeknownst to her, Philip had frequented her McRonalds franchise, assuming various identities to test the newfound knowledge he'd acquired from Doug.
Consequently, he had become quite adept at recognizing Lala's mannerisms. In fact, he believed that even if Lala donned a disguise, he would still be able to recognize her.
'Why do I sound like a perverted stalker? Tsk. She's just easy to read, especially with that annoying smile she always has. I can't believe I used to be afraid of her. Doesn't she know that one of the cardinal rules of undercover is to ensure your mannerisms and habits aren't fixed?'
