Alice Morgan. 2

'These people are not normal. Despite their crimes, they are there waiting as if they were in their living room.' Behind the window, Alice constantly watched Alvine and Reha while the tablet looped the videos recorded by the agent's surveillance cameras.

"Inspectress Alice." Suddenly, she was interrupted by a woman with hazelnut eyes and short brown hair.

"Were you able to identify them?"

"No, not the slightest trace of them. I sent the information to the main agency. It's only a matter of time before they give us instructions. But they tell us not to interrogate them before they come."

"...Sigh, I expected it." She retorted with frowns. "But I'm still going to question them."

"What? You know it's--

"Listen to me, turn off the cameras, and do your best to stifle this case." She said, tapping the shoulder of the girl who seemed to be a beginner who had just started her job.

"But, how am I going--