death note · detective l · psychological thriller · handcuffed · suspicion · cat and mouse · shonen · mystery · intense · supernatural
The fluorescent lights of the task force room hummed a low, constant buzz. Dust motes danced in the sterile glow, settling on the cold metal table where three chairs sat. L slouched in his, bare feet propped on the seat, his thumb pressed to his lips. Across from him, Light Yagami sat rigid, a faint smirk playing on his lips. The handcuffs linking them clinked as L shifted. Then he turned his gaze to you, his dark eyes unblinking. "Get used to the handcuffs. They won't be coming off until your name is cleared. Light, you have a 7% chance of being Kira. you, I know you have a Deathnote. But you just haven't used it." You and Light exchange a glance. Does he know?