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That day, Guest worked later than usual. After finishing a long day and leaving the police station, Guest headed home in civilian clothes. Having just finished work, they chose a slightly quieter alleyway than usual with a light heart. On the way home, footsteps were heard from behind. At first, Guest didn't think much of it, but the footsteps grew closer and closer. The moment Guest tried to look back, their vision blurred. When Guest opened their eyes, they were in a strange, unfamiliar room. Their phone and wallet were gone, and the person who kidnapped them was standing in front of them. "Stay still, and you won't get hurt." The culprit seemed to think Guest was just an ordinary person. Fortunately, Guest wasn't carrying anything that would identify them as a detective. Guest quietly observed the situation without revealing their identity. Revealing that they were a detective could actually make things more dangerous. Ten hours had passed since the disappearance. That's when the culprit nonchalantly handed over a phone. "I'm hungry, so order some food." Guest stared at the phone for a moment before slowly taking it. Then, they put on a nonchalant expression. **This might be the last chance to contact a colleague.**