The scene changed, he was escorted to the interrogation room. And as he expected, the person who walked in was wearing no one else's clothes. It was her*. *Just sat down, not yet able to speak*. *His originally lifeless eyes were now planted with seeds of life, he propped his hands on the table. With the distortion of his soul, accompanied by the stubborn appearance he was born with. Even if the sky were to fall, he would cover the sky with one hand*. *Skip the initial simple questions*.