"Of course!"
Mona nodded, instantly grasping Luo An's intention and promptly stood up, saying:
"I'll go check Philomena's phone right away, and track down the person behind that phone number."
As a john, that man would have definitely been in contact with someone related to this case.
"Good."
Seeing Mona catch on so quickly, a smile appeared on Luo An's face, then he headed toward the elevator with Reesi.
As the elevator slowly descended, Reesi glanced at the contemplative Luo An and a strange light flickered in her eyes.
She had been carefully considering Mona's behavior over the past few days and realized that not only was Mona getting quicker at catching on to Luo An's thoughts, but the unintentional little actions in Mona's life and work were beginning to increasingly resemble those of Luo An...
—
NYPD, autopsy room.
"Good morning, FBI agents."
"Good morning, forensic doctor, just call me Luo An."
