"I don't understand what you're saying." Dr. Rafael steeled himself, speaking calmly.
A cold gleam flashed in Richard Shaw's amber eyes. He took a drag of his cigarette, extinguished it, and spoke steadily and forcefully: "Rafael, since you changed your identity and went to the United States, why come back? You're far from measuring up to your brother. At least he could plan the bombing eight years ago, while you should just be a good doctor. Are you seeking revenge for your brother or your family?"
A hint of coldness emerged on Dr. Rafael's face, his fingers clenched tightly. Seeing that his identity had been exposed, he no longer pretended, and said coldly, "How did you find out who I am?"
