Morning light had just begun to pour into the streets of Strongzinburg city as the rain came to a stop. Police were putting the final touches on blocking off the dingy alley with yellow caution tape when the detective unit arrived. Aiko, a fairly new detective, arrived on the scene and stepped out of the passenger seat from a dark tinted car. Her curls of long dark hair bounced as she walked into the crime scene. She was wearing dark dress shoes and a black jacket over her white button up and red tie. It was the standard uniform for the detectives. Classy and clean.
Emi, the leader of the detectives, sprang up out of the driver’s seat. She had a badge that said, ‘Captain,’ hanging around her neck. Her bright neck-length pink hair was a contrast to the black and white of her uniform.
The two detectives flashed their badges to the officer guarding the scene before they ducked under the yellow tape and started to look around. After a few minutes of analyzing the scene Aiko pulled out a tablet and scrolled through updates in the reports. “Apparently there were three calls last night reporting either a gunshot or a firework. Either way there doesn’t appear to be evidence of either one,” said Aiko. “No shell found on the ground and no scraps of firework material.”
“As we expected. Did the report mention a description of anyone involved?” asked Emi.
“Nope.”
They both walked slowly around the scene once more to double check for clues. When they didn’t see anything out of the ordinary they came to the highlighted sections that the police had specifically marked. It was a small but bright chalk circle the police had drawn around the casing of a flash bang grenade.
“Yep, looks like it was him again,” said Aiko. “There’s been an increase in his activities lately.”
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“You’re right. And look there on the ground,” said Emi pointing to a patch of asphalt where some drying mud was obviously scuffed around. “Looks like there was a struggle, but there’s no body. No immediate signs of blood either, but that doesn’t mean the rain didn’t wash it away. All I know is that this person should consider themselves lucky that they didn't end up dead.”
“Do you think there’s a chance that the victim was kidnapped?” asked Aiko.
Emi smiled. “I see you’re still getting the knack for a crime scene. There’s no tire tracks. Even with the rain, there’s enough dirt and grime in the alley for tracks to stay visible for some slime after they’ve driven through here. Also, I was able to confirm that the victim walked out of here because I saw two sets of footprints both coming and leaving the alley. They were faint, but you could make out the heel marks of two distinctly different shoes. If the tracks had been more than a day old they’d have disappeared with the rain.”
Aiko took notes on the tablet as Emi spoke. “I guess I’ve still got a bit of learning to do when it comes to actually being on a scene.”
“These skills will come with time. You’re still far ahead of the other couple of recruits that we hired along with you. If you ask me they probably should have just chosen the police force.”
“I appreciate the compliment. Feels good to know I’m at least able to do some things to help out the team.”
“Let’s not waste any more time. Collect the evidence and let’s get out of here. There’s nothing more to see.”
“I’m on it.”
Aiko donned a pair of gloves and collected the flash bang casing, placing it into a ziploc bag.
“We’ll take it in for prints, but it’s likely to come up negative like all the ones before it,” said Emi. “It’s hard to do much for this case with so little evidence to go off of. There’s no doubt that this was the work of the Flash Bang, but what is he after? Why does he keep coming and attacking people? He’s got to be looking for something or someone. Some bit of information.”
“The sooner we figure that out, the sooner we can catch him and put this case behind us,” said Aiko.