I can read everyone's microexpressions.
When the murderer was acting in the police station, I stared at the twitching corners of his eyes and smiled.
"The story you made up is very touching, but your micro-expression said three words——"
"I'm laughing."
He suddenly pulled out a knife and put it against my neck: "Then can you tell what I'm thinking now?"
I calmly wiped away the blood splattered on my face:
"I want to silence you."
"Unfortunately, your micro-expression also said another thing -"
"Your accomplice is holding a gun behind you."
