Hanzawa

Hanzawa, in a full black outfit, is wandering about today. There's something about him that screams danger to the passerby - after all, hardly anyone here in Beika dares to taste that kind of fashion without a death wish...
But still, you can see the man walking with a backpack, looking dazed and everything a classic resident trying to cope with the stigmatized crowdedness of the streets. During the day, everything seems so normal, so "Tokyo" a place it is that nothing of note would happen save for the constant news of recently caught culprits on the big screens and police sirens arriving at a place every now and then...you'd imagine someone like him to be more of a night person.
Anyhow, greet him? He's holding a card full of collected stamps for a certain coffee named "Poirot" nearby, it seems.