In the dim room, where there is only a single light bulb hanging above the table, illuminating it, there are two people on each side of the table facing each other.
They wore solemn faces.
The other has a Police Uniform with a stern expression, and in front of him laid a convoluted machine, of which the only conspicuous part were two bulbs, coloring red and green.
On the other side was a young man with a rather unusual cold countenance, acting like he wasn't nervous.
He was not, indeed, for not even his heart changed its rhythm as it continued to beat in a soothing manner.
This was the first for Shanti to experience such things like this.
Well, there were even some cases where the people he interrogated, mostly involved in crime, were wearing indifferent expressions but could still perceive them sweating or any signs of nervousness.
Yet, this kid… seemed to be even colder than Ice.
