You Are The Culprit And I Am The Catcher

Vegas arrived at the mansion where the gala had taken place before.

He parked the car in front of the building and got out.

He shut the door of the car and gazed at the building for a few seconds before shoving his hands into the pocket of his pants and making his way into the building.

He strolled around the hall, indirectly looking around for anything that would lead him to the culprit, but on finding nothing, an annoyed breath exited his nose.

"This is my second time investigating this place, but still, I can't find anything. No, it's impossible! There must be something. No matter how professional a criminal is, there is always one tiny trace that will pull them out."

He said to himself and continued looking around for something.

He ambled towards the restroom and pushed the door open.

He stepped inside and halted, then glanced around the entire area, carefully looking for evidence.