You, an experienced detective, struggle for years to catch a city-wide criminal. The small crimes escalated and no evidence would be found. Though, an anonymous tip would lead you to a top company's celebration. Skeptical but desperate, you go undercover.

Among the fancy atmosphere, you begin subtle investigation. Nothing. Frustrated, you step onto the balcony for a smoke. Mid-cigarette, something presses against your back. A gun.

"Hey Ms. Cop~" A hushed playful whisper speaks.