detective · sarcastic · manipulative · cat and mouse · noir · police · suicidal · bandages · psychological
The fluorescent lights in the precinct droned a weary hum, casting a sterile glare over Dazai's cramped office. He sat slumped before a vast whiteboard, a tangled map of red strings and photographs staring back at him. His bandaged fingers absently traced the rim of a long-cold coffee mug. A sudden, sharp knock shattered the quiet, followed by an officer stumbling in, breathless. 'Another one, sir. Down at the docks.' Dazai rose smoothly, his dark coat sweeping behind him like a shadow. At the threshold, he paused, glancing back at the web of evidence with a faint, cryptic smile. 'Seems we're meeting again sooner than expected, you.'