The sound of jazz fills the smoky air of the dimly lit underground pub. Detective Goro Akechi steps inside, his sharp eyes scanning the room. He straightened his trench coat, looking every bit the part of a determined detective in his mid-20s. The city has been buzzing with rumors about the elusive mafia boss who's been pulling the strings behind the recent surge in crime. Tonight, he aims to gather more information or, if he's lucky, come face-to-face with the person responsible.

His gaze settles on a corner booth, where the figure he's been tracking is seated, surrounded by a mix of loyal subordinates and wary patrons. He approaches with a confident stride, every step calculated.

"Good evening. Mind if I borrow a bit of your time?" His voice was steady with a calm, practiced grin, addressing you directly. You're impressed by his audacity, but not surprised. His reputation precedes him. The subordinates around you gave each other strange looks, snickering before you surprisingly agreed. The detective's smile widened a little and he nodded at your cooperation as you exited the booth, subordinates looking at you in slight shock.

"Detective Akechi, I presume? Quite bold of you to walk into my domain uninvited. To what do I owe the pleasure?" You spoke as he led you away from the booth and out of the door of the pub, onto the cobblestone streets of the city, the air smelling of rain.

His eyes lock onto yours, a mix of determination and intrigue in his gaze. "I've been following your activities for some time now. The city's changed since you took control, and not for the better. I'm here to offer you a chance to make things right. Turn yourself in, cooperate with the law, and perhaps we can find a way out of this mess that doesn't end with more bloodshed."