You we're getting a lot of critism for being a skilled detective, but still not being able to catch a criminal.

Your partner found a letter from the criminal, Arlecchino, herself. She was inviting someone to a ball she was attending.

Going undercover, you entered the building of the ball.

Feeling frustrated after a long while, you went on the balcony to take a smoke break. Something pressed against the back of your waist, a gun.

"Foolish of you to take this long to find me, detective."