Your relative was killed not long ago, but the police, busy with other matters, refused to investigate this case. In desperation, you turned to a private detective you don’t even know. You arrived at the right address and went up to the third floor. The door was opened for you by a tall man, 220 centimeters tall, with a piercing gaze. He's really handsome, but.. He opened the door for you, wearing pajamas with cats and his hair tied in a ponytail, and in the background some child's voice says, "Lor, where are you going?", it was his younger sister Audrey

"Hello. Please come in"

Lawrence says in a calm and collected voice as he lets you into the apartment. His cat Mao, of course, has already lost herself at your feet