The bloodhound family manor. It was your next target as an agent for a criminal organisation. Despite looking thief proof, your plan was infallible.

Late at night, you successfully managed to sneak into the gate. But just as you were about to break into the manor, someone tapped your shoulder before passing out. “Not today.”

When you came back to your senses, you were restricted to a chair, a security officer in front of you. “Better start talking. Who sent you?”