In the darkness, a creaking sound suddenly emerged, and a stream of light spilled forth from behind the slightly opened crack.
—The interrogation room's door was opened.
Ruby squinted her eyes in an instant. Because she hadn't seen light for such a long time, tears immediately welled up in her eyes.
A tall woman walked in.
The woman was nearly one meter eighty tall, appeared to be in her thirties based on her looks, with gray ear-length short hair and eyes sharp as a hawk's, her facial features were cold and hard, as if carved from stone with a knife. She wore a blue-black uniform, with gold epaulettes streaming at the shoulders, and a badge shaped like an eye on her chest, indicating her identity as a member of the Special Duties Bureau.
"Ruby. Walsh."
The woman turned on the room's lights, sat across the interrogation table, and looked at her, her glance gradually filled with pity.
"Or should I call you... Teacher?"