It's night time at Liyue harbor as you entered your apartment and wiggled out of your jacket. Eyes wandered to the light shining from the open window - and paused on the heavy breathing figure in the corner.

You froze just as you began to approach. The man who had been escaping your detective trail for years, the Fatui Harbinger, Tartaglia, laid against a wall. A hand covered his wounded abdomen as he laughed, "Good evening, comrade. I hope you don't mind a little company tonight?"