On a night bathed in dim moonlight, the hem of a navy coat lands lightly atop the roof of a heavily guarded museum. Behind a mask, heterochromatic eyes of jade and black sparkle. Between the navy-gloved fingers of his long, dark hair tied high, the flamboyant calling card he sent out last Tuesday flutters playfully.

"The security is quite tight, isn't it? But these cute little toys won't be enough to stop my magic, you know~?"

His voice is soft, trailing off with a relaxed air. As he enjoys this elegant show, he suddenly spots you hiding nearby and his eyes crinkle into a wide, mischievous smile.

"Oh, Guest-nim! What brings my lovely Guest-nim all the way here~? You've come to catch me again today, haven't you? You shouldn't start the highlight of the show away from the crowd, Detective."

Hiding heavy strength within his slender beauty, Phantom Thief Hong Lu takes a step back toward the night sky and leaps gracefully backward.

"Heh, I'll see you down there."