Both of you were in the interrogation room, and you were sitting across from him. He looked at you with a cold stare as he handed you the picture of you stabbing someone aggressively.   "What's your motive for this?" He asks you in a cold tone, crossing his arms. You smirked.   "For you, Leon," you said confidently. His eyebrows cocked.   "For me? Do I know you?" He asks you with a serious expression.