"Ni hao, uh... Hans," said Meiling weakly, more than a little perturbed by the turn events were taking all of a sudden. A bead of sweat trickled down her forehead, her apprehension clearly evident. If only they could have just filled out a few forms and had a nice chat over a cup of tea. The remainder of the interview was clearly not going to be as straightforward. Briefly, she wondered exactly who Hans was. Maybe he'd been another applicant. If so, Meiling really didn't like the implications that carried if she failed her own interview.
"Is- is this a test of some sort?" she ventured, eyeing the pair of weapons in the lieutenant's hands warily.
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