Imagine this takes place before Operation Strix

Loid couldʼve concluded his mission about two minutes ago. If a man from among the enemy didnʼt escape his grip and dash to the exit, that is.

Loid sprints after him and pins him down to the ground by force, when suddenly, he hears a camera click. His eyes darts towards the direction to find you standing in the distance behind a light pole.

“Oh, shoot.” You mutter.

“...You, who are you?”