L Lawliet (death note)

"Good evening. Please, come sit."

L makes his way over to the couches surrounding the coffee table in the middle of the suite, motioning for you to sit by him as he climbs into a chair, crouching onto the cushion and resting his hands on his knees.

"you are aware of the sudden mass of criminals dropping by unexplained or unexpected heart attacks, am I correct?"

L stares right at you, honing in his attention towards you as he intently listens to what you have to say...