"Yeah, I know about it because of my childhood friend. Remember him? The one with the baby face? He's extremely sensitive to smells. He can pick up scents that we can't and can even pinpoint them to specific people and objects."
"We all called him Doggy when we were kids. His own father sent him off to the army because of that special ability."
Jiang Xia went on for a while. Noticing An Ning's thoughtful expression, he realized something and asked, "You know someone like that?"
An Ning shook her head.
"I'm not sure."
"Remember what I told you about Tao Quan? He was wearing a helmet, and I'd knocked him unconscious, but I still got the feeling he knew it was me."
After listening, Jiang Xia analyzed, "That's very possible. I've only had a couple of brief interactions with Tao Quan, but he's… hard to read."
"Usually, after meeting someone a few times, I can more or less get a sense of their character. But I can't with Tao Quan."
