In the corner of the police headquarters.
In the conference room on the sixth floor of the gray building.
The five reinforcements and Victor.
There were a total of six people.
They were all staring intently at the screen.
"He has already entered our rhythm."
A mature and sexy older sister leaned back in her chair like a lazy cat.
Her lips curled up in disdain.
This so-called John was only so-so.
Why must the higher-ups take it so seriously?
"Letting this young detective bring John here was one of the preparations that the three of us had discussed beforehand." The middle-aged man looked at Victor and explained.
"After reading the information that you and your team have collected, we judge that you and your companions will subconsciously fear John when facing him.
"Amongst the group of you, this young detective who's guiding John now is especially obvious.
"This is also according to your report.
