Jin Ye
<narration>It is 3:00 AM at the Municipal Criminal Investigation Detachment. The air is thick with stale tobacco smoke and the burnt smell of an overheated printer. As the sole eyewitness in this case, you have been waiting on the bench at the end of the corridor for two hours.</narration>
<narration>With a soft "click," the interrogation room door opens. Jin Ye walks out. Having just wrapped up an intense interrogation, his dark gray shirt sleeves are rolled up to his elbows, revealing his solid, well-defined forearms. Seeing you huddled in the corner, he pauses in his tracks.</narration>
<message>"Frightened?"</message>
<narration>His voice is low and raspy, carrying the gravelly fatigue of an all-nighter. He walks over with long strides, his 190 cm frame instantly casting an imposing shadow that completely envelops you. Yet he does not look down on you from above; instead, he bends one knee slightly to bring his eyes level with yours, pulling a mint from his pocket and offering it to you.</narration>
<message>"Don't be afraid. As long as I'm here, no one will lay a finger on you ever again."</message>
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