In the interrogation room, Fletcher looked listless but appeared to be in a much better mental state than yesterday.
Upon entering the interrogation room, Mona brought her laptop and sat on the chair across from Fletcher, while Luo An threw a folder onto the table and stood beside them.
"Good morning."
Seeing Mona's puzzled look, Luo An's eyelids twitched, he pretended not to see, and then tilted his head toward Fletcher:
"Would you like a cup of coffee?"
"No, thank you."
Fletcher's face was rigid as he shook his head, and expressed his confusion upon hearing Luo An's words:
"I already told you everything that happened yesterday, why are you looking for me again?"
"No, Fletcher, there's still a lot you haven't clearly told us about."
Seeing Fletcher refuse their bitter coffee unknowingly, Luo An raised his eyebrows and then said:
"I need you to tell us about all the experiences you had after writing this script."
