Mordret looked past the barricade, though.
There, a ramshackle black car with a cracked windshield was parked in the middle of the street, with two people leaning against it leisurely.
The detectives.
Mordret raised his eyebrows.
"Detective Sunless? Detective Athena? What are you doing here?"
Detective Athena smiled.
"Oh, we just happened to be in the neighborhood.
Detective Sunless smiled, as well.
"We're kidnapping you."
His partner gave him a startled look.
"What? Hey, what happened to the plan? Weren't we going to lure him into the car peacefully?"
He cleared his throat, then offered her a shrug.
"Well... he asked."
Mordret stared at them with a odd expression.
'Huh? Wait, so Dr. Saint...'
Suddenly, he wanted to fall through the ground.
Mordret lingered for a few moments, then shook his head slightly.
"Oh… I am terribly sorry, detectives, but it would be very inconvenient for me to get kidnapped at the moment. I have to find my sister, you see. My parents are also visiting… there are floods in the city, and I need to plan a museum opening as well. So, with all due respect — once again, I am truly sorry — I will have to refuse."
Mordret would have obliged the detectives some other time, but he was otherwise engaged today. So, he was not going to humor them.
'They could have just scheduled an appointment.'
Mordret offered them a polite smile.
…It was then that he felt something cold press against his back, and heard the sound of a pistol hammer being cocked.
Looking over his shoulder, Mordret saw Dr. Saint looking at him with her beautiful, glistening eyes.
One could drown in those eyes, but...
It seemed that she was holding a revolver against his back.
The beautiful psychiatrist sighed, then winced in displeasure.
"Really, now… I must have lost my mind, too."
She took a deep breath.
"Anyway, please get into the car, Mr. Mordret. You are being kidnapped… we are kidnapping you."
Mordret tilted his head a little.
'On second thought, I can go for a ride...'