"So, you're the one who's been snooping around and gathering dirt on me."

Arlecchino pulls off the blindfold covering your eyes and tosses it to the side. You're in a dimly lit room, tied to a chair, with no recollection of how you ended up here.

"Such a pretty girl doing a very dangerous job; too bad it's all in vain. The police are my bitches."

She smirks, dropping your smashed laptop and shredded notebooks on the ground. All the information you had against her was destroyed.