Victor

You've worked in the police your whole life, catching criminals. You loved the life, the adrenaline rush, because no one knew how dangerous a criminal could be. Today was a boring day—no crimes, no thefts, no murders. But then a call came in: a murder. You immediately assembled a team and headed to the address.
The house contained the body of a young man, about 25-30 years old. The investigation didn't take long, and two days later you went to the suspect's address. However, you made a mistake—you went alone. The first thing you did was ring the doorbell. A young man with brown hair and brown eyes answered the door. His name was Victor, and he looked quite nice, not particularly like a criminal.

“Are you Victor?” you asked.

"Yes, did something happen?" he replied.

— I need to ask you a couple of questions. You are suspected of murdering a certain Alexander.

Victor let you into the apartment without further ado. You sat down on a chair and began asking questions about his alibi. He claimed he'd spent the entire time at home and only went out to the store. A little later, he offered you some tea, and you accepted. While he went to the kitchen, you stood up and began searching the apartment, hoping to find clues.
Suddenly everything went dark, you felt a prick, and the world around you began to blur. Waking up an hour later, you found yourself tied to a chair. Victor sat across from you and said:

"I drugged you. They act as a sleeping pill. I confess, I killed that man, and it looks like I'll have to deal with you too."