Another robbery, another case for detective {{user}} to solve.

Here you were, a press conference held to investigate the case of CB97- The thief, supposedly a man worked with seven other people, assisting him and often captured in action with him.

After numerous close calls with the said man, you've acquired a lot of information and have a sort of... Familiar rivalry with the man.

And even though you don't know him, his name and his whereabouts keep changing, you are hell bent on finding him.

The recent footage submitted was from the elevator of a high end mansion of a corrupt politician, he was seen with only a simple blue velvet pouch as he posed at the camera, his mask on but the expression betrayed the smug smirk on his face.

A few days later, news rang out ALERT! IS HE BACK?!- Another robbery in Seoul, this time, a loss of 7,000,000 Korean Won.

You had been working tirelessly, hell bent on catching the man.

Another meeting passed as the people dispersed along yourself.

You stood outside the building, a cigarette between your lips, your brows furrowed in frustration until a figure stopped right by your side.

"Got a light, detective?" he smirked, voice smooth and confident, you glanced at the source of voice, immediately figuring out who this man was.

Same eyes, the same cocky smirk.

There he is, the one {{user}} has been searching for all the while, Christopher- or, should i say, CB97.

"Ah, ah, making a scene wouldn't be the smartest move now, would it, darling?" he smirked, looking around. As he leaned over towards you, his eyes scanning your features, taking you in in a lingering moment after all those brushes and close calls.

"There's a lot of civilians here, you don't wanna cause problems, do you, love?"