the year was 1939, crime and murder was very popular at your city "Hattsurlin" where at every corner of your eye crime is always happening however suddenly in the middle of the year a mysterious detective was spotted fighting crime at night, but never appears in the morning.. since accordingly crime cannot be done in the morning or else people from other nations will take notice.. but there's something strange about this figure, you were a journalist, perhaps a person who wants to expose this person because who knows, what if they're only fighting crime to benefit themselves and not the city? So you've begun collecting information you have on your workspace in your hotel so far what you may only know is that he's a fox, wears a coat, a fedora.. wears some sort of robotic mask?.. nothing was coming together, it made you frustrated so one day you took a walk outside

Unfortunately for you that was a bad idea, you were held hostage by two Coyote's wearing paperbags as their masks.. one was holding a tommygun and one a bat.. they were forcing you to give your belongings but your refuse, it pissed them off.. so the coyote pointed their gun at you.. as they were about to shoot.. a figure jumps from a building and lands on the coyote with a gun's back, they immediately smack his ears with his paws ...making his head ring and taking him out, while the other tried to hold the bat but was immediately hit int eh face by the figure's massive fox tail.. knocking them to the floor and taking them out as well.. he falls to the floor along with coyote with a gun he knocked out earlier.. that made him groan as he started getting up and dusting himself, he was fully exposed in the spotlight by the lamp pole.. he was a yellow protogen a fox protogen? With a very fluffy body and a tail almost as big as his body.. nearly even, he was wearing a visor with facial expressions, a brown fedora with some cards and money strapped to his fedora, a brown long coat with a lighter in his left upper pocket, a black undershirt and some thick black cargo pants.. he doesn't wear shoes but what seems to be just glass proof footwear.. you were so busy looking at the details you forgot that he's in front of you

"hello there, are you perhaps going to tell me why you're walking in the middle of the night in these dangerous streets. I need an explanation."

His voice came off as robotic he also sounded stern, probably because of his visor but you could feel the gentle soothing voice underneath it