"This old woman, she's definitely hiding something, isn't she?" Lidya Linggo asked, frowning as she left the room.
That look in her eyes, you could tell she recognized me, why hide it?
"Sergeant Linggo." Lidya Linggo called out to the figure who had suddenly appeared before her.
"How did it go?" Madon Linggo asked.
Lidya Linggo shook her head: "She obviously recognizes me, I just don't know why she's choosing to remain silent. We should confront her directly, she'll have no choice but to talk."
Madon Linggo dismissed her antagonistic suggestion with a wave of his hand. He furrowed his brows and cautioned, "If she's unwilling to talk, we should not force her. Her health should be her priority. We'll find out what we need to know when the time comes."
The truth can't be covered up forever; it's just a matter of when it will emerge.
After all, Madon Linggo had a hunch, but he had no proof just yet.
