The Fourth Case (7)

The interrogation room feels cold and sterile, the harsh fluorescent lights casting an eerie glow over the metal table where Yuri sits, her hands clasped tightly in front of her. I can see the fear in her eyes, the tension in her shoulders as I take a seat across from her, my expression carefully neutral.

"Yuri," I begin, my voice calm and steady despite the churning emotions in my gut. "I need to ask you about your brother, Hosu. And I need you to be completely honest with me."

At the mention of her brother's name, Yuri seems to flinch, her eyes widening with a sudden, desperate intensity. "My... my brother?" she stammers, her voice trembling with barely contained panic. "What about him? Why are you asking about Hosu?"