Thread: Case Closed: Case of the Shrinking Detectives

---------------------------------- ABagOVicodin Twenty people around a dead body with virtually no signs of the murder taking place, while 6 people out of the twenty are the potential suspects. Another day on the job. Anthony ran his hand through his hair as he looked at the many people before him, before kneeling down to look at the body. There seemed to be no sign of death on the body, which made Anthony even the more excited. Excited in his mind of course, he wasn't going to disrespect the victim by making this a game. He was going to make this a mystery that was going to be solved. His eyes scanned from the left, and then to the right. They were in a train station, one that was extremely small at this time, being that it was midnight when the murder occurred. And now that the police were here, no one was going to leave. Anthony's brown eyes looked at the suspects, and he narrowed them. A woman under the name of Melanie, who was the girlfriend of the victim. She was wearing a jacket along with blue jeans, being that it was cold out tonight. She had a pearl necklace and pearl earrings. She was crying her eyes out because of her dead boyfriend. A man who was wearing a name brand jacket, who looked to be in his twenties, just like the victim. He was under the name of Joshua. He was wearing a fisherman's hat and seemed to be annoyed that there was a dead body right in front of him. I am supposed to be fishing. He said, tapping his foot. Can't I leave? Two men who had a suitcase and was looking from the left and to the right, trying to get out of this investigation as soon as possible. They were wearing a full black trenchcoat, with sunglasses and refused to give their names. A woman under the name of Melissa, who was the best friend of the victim. She was wearing a short sleeve shirt and a skirt, being that she had cheerleading practice and didn't know that it was going to be so cold tonight. She looked depressed that her best friend was dead, but looked emotionally strong enough to not cry. Another man who was the victim's best friend, and was extremely pissed that anyone would dare kill his best friend. He kept looking from the left to the right with an angry face, and he cracked his knuckles. He was wearing a varsity jacket with blue jeans. Anthony looked back at the body and he ran his hand through his hair, getting a headache. He sighed and looked at the inspector, before thinking. Don't let anyone leave. He said. He put his hands onto the body, making sure to have gloves on beforehand. Marks on her arm, and yet he died from suffocation. He said, smirking. However the inspector said that those marks were just because of rigor mortis. He sighed... This was going to be a long night. ---------------------------------- FadingCards The inspector grumbled a bit under his breath. Sometime about no, I was perhaps going to invite them in for tea before going to the edges of the audience and using his form of presence and voice to push them back and separate the witnesses more clearly to make sure no one tried to sneak away. A left shoe made a squeaking noise as another young man walked up to stop to the crouched Anthonys left. The sketchers were old, battered blue things, the right sole starting to separate from the sole to cause the noise. The older teenager had other shoes, but he didnt mind if, as he put it, Unmentionable fluids of the once living variety ended up on them. Elijah ODoherty, or simply Eli or E, did not entirely appreciate being hauled out of bed at an early hour, but hed dealt with worse. At least he had no plans for the day that would be breaking on the horizon in a few hours. He could take a nap later. The brunettes hair, perhaps a bit to long past his chin, was in a scruffy sort of state from sleep and not having it properly trimmed in awhile. He rubbed at one sleepdust affected eye and grimaced at the sight of the dead man. So Im guessing by the look on your face this isnt going to be one of those easy it was Professor Plum, in the dining room, with the rope murders. The fact hed seen enough murders by now to start classifying them by difficulty rating wasnt mentioned. It was just something that happened when you were the younger brother to Inspector J. Jorden ODoherty and friend of one Youth Prodigy Detective. I was able to catch the janitor on the phone like you asked. Hed finished mopping and picking up all the garbage here an hour before well before this, he gestured to the body, not really wanting to make up a quip about it. Said hed done a thorough job of it, was kinda upset about somebody ending up dead. It does mean though that any garbage lying around is from the past hour before this guy er took the last train. It at least narrows down the time frame for forensic evidence. Eli bit his lower lip as he looked over at his brother, the Inspector, get in to an argument with Jock 1 having another hissy fit. It was nothing though. Maybe. Gave him the number to the uh.. special clean up crew for once the body and the police have cleared out. Otherwise he just certified the trains come in as noted on the schedules, though yesterday they did have a backup issue this time because of some pranksters. Dont know if that info is of any use but eh. He bounced on the back of his heals a bit as he watched Anthonys face more then study the body. Eli ran more on instinct then fact well no, if fact was there, it was there but he wasnt like Anthony. Eli listened to his gut, could tell when people lied most of the time. People lied a LOT. But if you put a piece of crumpled blank paper and a blood stain on a wall in front of him hed have no idea what to do with himself. Anthony seemed to just it all just CAME to him. What to look for, who to question, what to say, what it MEANT it was amazing to listen to him and watch him at work as it was dizzying. Inspector ODoherty simply said the young detective gave him headaches. Splitting ones. That made him annoyed. Which is why Eli was here, as a buffer between the two. He didnt mind. Should I start asking the basic questions again and compare them to what the police took when they first arrived here? The slightly shorter 18 year old asked, taking out his note book from his hoodies front pocket. On them he had written down a copy of what each witness had stated to the basic questions. The battered notebook didnt look anything like an officials notebook, which complete the Im just a dorky curious kid look. People acted differently and changed what the said when they didnt think they were talking to someone with cuffs on their belt. Sure, he didnt HAVE to, but Eli hated standing around being useless. Anthony could probably read the body like a large print kindergarten book. To Eli it was more like a contracts small text. or you can tell me what youve found so far. Which was both a good and bad thing. Anthony seemed to make conjectures with evidence when he spoke cogs of his mind visibly spinning at rapid speed which for his friend was amazing to watch and listen. On the other hand, it drove the Inspector right up the wall. Likes to hear the sound of his own god damn voice, that brat does! Eli would always have to almost swallow his own tongue about his brothers own ranting, just to prevent more of it in the form of a lecture burning HIS ears. ---------------------------------- ABagOVicodin The mere fact that this is a crime that has to deal with teenagers is sad at first... Anthony said, putting his hand underneath his chin and then moving it to his hair. One thing that I don't understand, is how this man managed to be strangled, without a mark on his neck. He continued to think, standing up and he then looked at the suspects. Those two men in black are... He lost his train of thought when one of them looked at him, straight in the eyes. He felt a sort of out of body experience, and a crippling fear to run within him. That man has seen death before, and he looked away, looking back at the body. It could have been... him... But I don't see a reason for two men in a black suit to kill a man like this, unless he was in some really shady deals. He said. I can't... think right now. I dont... His mind had opened up when his detective friend, had finally arrived. Anthony smiled as Eli finally came onto the scene, and he stood up to greet the man with a handshake. I am glad that you are here. I wanted to have someone intelligent to talk to. He said, looking at Eli's brother before looking back at the body. He was strangled to death, and the only marks are on his arms. Anthony then put his gloved hands onto the man's neck, and he smirked as he felt a different sensation, the sensation that none of the other cops had recognized yet. No wonder, none of the idiots had looked at the body. He looked to Eli and he said, Find the time of death, if you can manage to do that, then I can tell you who the killer is. He said. He had that smirk on his face, the kind that he had whenever he outsmarted Eli's brother and showed the real killer. ---------------------------------- FadingCards Eli let one eyebrow perk up a bit. Really? Well it looked like he might get back to bed sooner then he thought. The talk it out trick had worked once again. Alright. Lets seeee. Everyone had stated and shown tickets purchased for the train around the same time, by what he could see from his notes. But you could buy tickets for specific times at any time during the day, so that meant nothing. Eli, thinking hard with his pencil pressed against his lips spun around on one heel to talk to his brother for ideas only for the Inspector to be busy talking consolingly to the crying girlfriend. That was normal procedure of course, she seemed pretty broken up. But Jordan was only starting to push past the early 30s and dressed and behaved like he was still in his young 20s when not on the job. and sometimes when he was working. There was just that miiinor degree of Im a big manly man guy, lean on me, heres my number, call whenever you want, we could go out for coffee on this day later to see how your doing and Ill convince you for a date or two if your not guilty schmooze. Not that anyone just meeting him would know that setting, but Eli, and sometimes Anthony, had seen that behaviour enough times to pin it right down. Hed get barked at if he interrupted the older blond man right now and whined at later, so no help there. Breathing out a frustrated sigh his eyes bounced around to the witnesses as he tried to think. They could wait until the coroner arrived in a half hour, but the cold weather would mess with the estimate, and it would still be a broad amount of time. So that was out. No one had seen the body from the trains eyes showed the enclave where the dead man lay was hidden off to the side where passengers could easily see out the windows in to the station, so witnesses there were out of the question. Then then something caught his eye. This was a smaller station, so it didnt have all of the camera updates some of the larger, often used ones did. Had to cut corners somewhere. They DID have one in the entry area above the tills though. Gotta protect your money and prosecute those cheating you out of a dime first and foremost after all. It might be something, it might be nothing. Either way he walked over to one of the till attendants at the front of the building. They didnt move from their places during shift, so they had no idea there had been a dead body in the station until the police arrived. They hadnt been able to say yes or no on who had and had not passed through to many people, wasnt really important. Still, they had the most recent feed from the cameras over there area. They only needed the past few hours and HE knew who to look for. Ill be riiiight back. Got an idea. And he was off. Ten minutes and he was bounding back, a mischievous smile on his face, a plain looking CD in hand. So they dont have cameras in here, which would have helped us a HELL of a lot, but I guess they gotta cut spending somewhere.. but they do have them out front. So I got the records for the past few hours was easy, theyre not picked up until the morning to go to the main company for storage. Back tracked through the frames until I found our er misfortunate traveler. Eyes paused momentarily on the man that wouldnt be going home tonight, or ever again. yeah.. Anyway, the camera only shows one till, the other one is broken and hasnt been replaced yet. I didnt see any of the other witnesses at the till that was recorded except our black suited dudes of doom over there, his head absently nodded to the pair, acknowledging, yes, they kinda creep me out to. They arrived shortly before the body was discovered and called in to police, a shrug to mean what can you do? But! Our victim was here just before ten o-clock at the recorded till. I was able to get the tellers to bring up their records and he bought a ticket for a train leaving at ten on the dot, which did arrive and leave as scheduled. Obviously he didnt get on, so his death was ten to or five to ten o-clock. Something spun in his head and he frowned at the thought. Wait if thats true, then the janitor was lying. He was here around 11, which would have been an hour AFTER. Fuck. I hate it when people lie over the phone. I cant TELL as well as face to face, he groused aloud. Still buuut lie or no, my gut tells me it probably wasnt him. I mean, why spontaneously kill some young guy where you work and leave the body there? Thats just stupid. He concluded, though crazier stuff had come up during his time as sidekick to Anthony. So, what is your verdict then? You said you pretty much knew wait INSPECTOR J.JORDAN! Yeah you! Let Lt. Bradley take down the poor ladies information and give her a blanket for the shock. Anthony thinks he has something! he hollered over at his brother. He could tell by the intensity of the mans grimace how much he wanted to simply throttle his baby brothers neck, but had to behave for the public. Either way he came over, body language practical vibrating how much he thought this was a prank, and he was going to be very happy to throw BOTH of them in the back of the police car for wasting the blues time. Just like every time. Just like it never was. He kept hoping though that he could get rid of the Prodigy Youth Detective, but his boss thought the kid shat gold... and he liked the solved case numbers he produced. He wouldnt be getting his wish any time soon. Alright, wonder boy. What do you have? the Inspector groused, giving his younger brother a wicked glare. Eli just grinned brightly up at him in retaliation. ---------------------------------- ABagOVicodin Anthony let every single bit of Eli's information sink into him, as he discussed his theory and any holes that were in it. He could tell that if he got the wrong person convicted, not only would Eli's brother throw them into the back of a police car, but he would feel horrible. Anthony had to get the right one in this one try, or his conscience and his reputation would go up in flames. He ran his hand through his hair as he stood up, ready. The murderer... Is you! He yelled, pointing across the room at the fisherman. The fisherman's eyes widened and he shook his head. You have got to be kidding me. I wasn't even on the train at the time of the murder! The fisherman said. Anthony shook his head. Unfortunately for you, that is not true. He said, looking towards the inspector then the body. Before you ask any questions Inspector, take a look at the body. If you will notice, the arm on his left side is completely normal while the one on his right side has lines around the joints and the centers of each of the bones. This is simple because the explanation is that this man, killed himself, and the culprit is him. Anthony said, and he pointed at the fisherman with a smile. Let us demonstrate. Eli, will you take some fishing line, around 5 meters, and wrap 1 meter around your elbow, and then stretch it to wrap around your wrist, and then stretch it to wrap around your shoulder. Then you can use the other 2 meters left to move the line around. He said. He smirked as he got behind Eli and grabbed the line, and pulled it backwards so that Eli's arm would move around his neck. Just like this, and with the right force, you can break anyone's neck. ----------------------------------