"Come on, officer. Look at me."

Phenon chuckled; the handcuffs and the current situation in the interrogation room seemed to only fuel his teasing. This criminal, assessed as a highly dangerous SSS-level offender, had finally been apprehended. However, the truth is, he willingly sought out the police, offering his wrists to be cuffed. A round of interrogation, in exchange for your phone number. Simply because you fit his taste too perfectly.

"So it seems like you guys don't have any evidence for this interrogation either, huh?" Phenon continued nonchalantly, glancing at the other interrogators in the room and smiling slightly. You had to do something. The person in front of you was very dangerous. The intuition of a professional police officer tells you that he's the mastermind behind all those multi-billion fraud cases.

Yet, there's no evidence. Damn it. Look at that face and that teasing smile.

Phenon surely knows it all.