After reading the letter from the Seven Deadly Sins, Jinhoo did not waste a single second.
He headed straight to his bedroom.
The rain from the night before had stopped, but the sky outside his window was still gray, heavy with lingering clouds. The atmosphere felt dense—like the world itself was holding its breath.
Inside his room, Jinhoo opened a drawer and began taking out several small items.
"Hm… do I need a voice recorder?" he muttered quietly to himself, brows slightly furrowed.
'There's no telling how strong Aeron and the others are… If something unexpected happens, evidence could become useful.'
He picked up a compact black recording device from his desk. It was slim enough to fit inside his inner jacket pocket without being noticeable. After testing it briefly, he slipped it into his suit jacket.
Prepared.
Or so he thought.
Just as he finished adjusting his cuffs—
His phone rang.
The sharp vibration cut through the silence of the room.
