They stared in silence at the bound figure before them. Watching as the figure's chest heaved in and out gasping for air through the bag that hid his face.
Was it true?
Was it really true?
That the thief they'd been aiming to capture for the past six months, had been delivered to them like a present on Christmas Morning?
The officers muttered amongst themselves.
It didn't feel right.
To catch him this way.
To have him given to them in this way.
Surely they should have caught them themselves....
The Superior cleared his throat, and the thief stiffened.
"Let him go." He said in an undertone. "We can catch our thief without any outside help."
-Inspiration from reading a Fanfic on Kaito Kid
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