"Iron doors~ Iron windows~ Iron bars~"
Lorenzo sat in the corner, humming a strange tune, while his gaze turned to the iron window. The sky outside was gloomy, transitioning into sunset.
A few burly men curled up in the corner, facing the wall as if in a state of withdrawal... Indeed, anyone who gets beaten up like that by Lorenzo would easily feel withdrawn.
About half an hour ago, Lorenzo was escorted back to the detention room at Suyalan Hall by Eve. The location was perfect; it was visible from the workstation, and some familiar police officers would occasionally look up at Lorenzo. Lorenzo knew they were doing their best to stifle their laughter, but some couldn't help but let out a chuckle.
Lorenzo immediately felt like an animal in a zoo, feeling very displeased. Upon entering the detention room, the few burly men who arrived earlier looked at Lorenzo with disgust, with some even speaking provocatively.
