With handcuffed hands, Dovi was led by several officers at a police station. The man's body was so thin and full of scars. Her hair is also very unkempt. Even so, his face wore such a wide smile.
"I'm actually very grateful to be caught by you. Even though you guys are not very good with criminals like me, at least you are under the rule of the law. You won't torture me excessively like that mafia group." Dovi said at length, but no one responded.
Evan's brother was then pushed into a plain-looking interrogation room. The door was closed, and Dovi was only left with someone.
"Hey, you're the guy who stole my baby right?" Dovi raised an eyebrow when he saw Bob, who was already sitting on the chair in the room. The man's body with sharp eyes was covered with bandages. "What happened to you."
Bob replied, "You don't have to worry about these wounds."
"That's not what I meant... I can't explain it, but I feel something strange about you."
