See No Evil/Dialogues

***On the journey to Melbourne…***

Viktor: The weather doesn't look good around here. Look at the ocean, the waves are pretty high too. I'd say, this is a sight to see.

Enno: How could you stay calm, Viktor? I am panicking right here!

Spyro: Enno, I didn't expect that you're such a wuss when it comes to oceans. Is it the first time you ever rode a ship or something?

Enno: Apparently, yes. I much prefer planes, it's way calmer. You know, I might as well create a medicine to cure my fear right now, but I need a makeshift lab.

Spyro: Please, don't. We don't need your antics in this ship, otherwise, the ship may explode instead.

Alexa: Guys, I think I saw the port already! Look, there is Melbourne!

Spyro: Damn, I wish we reached New Zealand already, but we have no choice but to land there first, I guess.

***Melbourne, Australia…***

Spyro: There's the port, now what?

Tashard: Remember the call I received, son? Mohandas warned all of us to seek either King Waltz or William Daffone.

Tashard: We don't know what will happen to either of them, but we have to see them, or else something dangerous will lurk at us!

Tashard: Spyro, you check around the port and see if you see any of their presence. Go with the detective, I'm counting on you two!

## Chapter 1

**Investigate Cargo Ship Deck.**

Spyro: Damn, is that guy dead? Sounds like another murder alright, just look at how this guy's eyes were removed. Doubt he'll do it himself.

Spyro: Wait a minute, this guy looks so familiar, don't you think?

Spyro: You're right, this is Daffone! Damnit, he's one of our leads, and he's dead!

Spyro: Now I wonder if Waltz is safe or not now that Daffone met his fate. Either way, let's send the body to Alexa.

Spyro: Meanwhile, you collected a cigarette butt? Do you want to smoke or something? Just ask me, I still have a pack.

Spyro: Ah, you suspect it may belong to someone else since it's still ignited…perhaps, a new suspect. Alright, go deal with it yourself then.

Spyro: You can also collect that note right there, and recover the writing. I hope one day we'll get a piece of paper without any parts of it getting faded or something.

Spyro: The geezer won't be pleased to hear that one of our main leads is dead, but I'm sure he's pleased to hear that we did work. Let's investigate the murder, rookie!

**Examine Cigarette Butt.**

Spyro: You found traces of saliva on the cigarette…Yeah, that's obvious, buddy. But whose saliva was it?

Spyro: Hm, the DNA matches that of Agent Warner. Of course, who else but that woman?

Spyro: Seems like she arrived earlier than us, so let's find her and ask her about the murder!

**Question Agent Warner about her arrival in Melbourne.**

Ronda: We meet again, detectives. What is it that you need this time? Another murder investigation, perhaps?

Spyro: Quite. We found William Daffone dead on the docks, and your cigarette was found near the scene. Care to explain?

Ronda: Ah, yes. I would investigate the crime myself, but my jurisdiction doesn't reach here. So, unfortunately, I have to wait until you two arrive.

Spyro: Why didn't you report us then?

Ronda: Why would I? You guys are close to Melbourne, and I'm sure you two could find the body in no time. I trust you to solve the crime, detectives.

Spyro: Yeah, right. Even with that, you're still a suspect in this murder, Agent Warner!

**Examine Note.**

Spyro: The note here features a strange set of numbers…What does this thing even mean?!

Spyro: You're saying this is coordinates? If you had given me time to think, I would've reached this conclusion too, rookie!

Spyro: Alright, let's just visit the location these coordinates directed us to, then.

**Investigate Whiskey Bar.**

Spyro: The coordinates directed us to a whiskey bar…Meh, if there's only a bar where they sell ouzo, I would spend time there for a long time.

Spyro: You got yourself a bottle of whiskey? Dude, I get that you want to drink, but the geezer would have your head if he caught you drinking on the job!

Spyro: Oh, you wanted to recover the faded label on the bottle. Knowing faded stuff, it may contain something important. Does it then, what's stopping you?

Spyro: There's a stack of coupons. Whoever has this, must be on their happy hour.

Spyro: But you're right, I think I saw something under the pile of coupons. Let's check it out then!

**Examine Whiskey Bottle.**

Spyro: The bottle belongs to that King Waltz…So that bounty hunter's here!

Spyro: Good, we need to find him fast. Since Daffone met his fate earlier, we gotta see if Waltz is fine or not!

**Meet up with King Waltz.**

Spyro: Thank goodness, you're safe, Mr. Waltz.

Waltz: What? What do you mean, detective?

Spyro: We found William Daffone dead at the docks, Mr. Waltz. He's dead, and he and you are one of the people Mohandas warned us to seek.

Waltz: Goodness, I didn't know that at all!

Waltz: Thanks for exhorting me, detective. I am a bit skeptical of my safety, but with Mr. Daffone's passing, I have to stay wary of my surroundings.

Waltz: May he rest in peace, of course. And I do wish you the best in your investigation. Farewell.

**Examine Pile of Coupons.**

Spyro: Amongst the coupons, there's a card game? I don't think this even helps us at all.

Spyro: You say the card looks familiar? Skittgubbe? What the hell was that?!

Spyro: So it's a card game? From Norway? One of your suspects on that case plays that, it seems…but, what does this has to do with-

Børge: Thank you so much! You found my set of cards, I thought I-

Børge: Hey! I remember you guys! You are the detectives who asked me about the murder of some naked dude back in Norway! But your partner was a woman if I remember.

Spyro: You knew this man, rookie? He's a suspect in your previous investigation, right?

Spyro: Alright, sir. Sit down, we have to talk to you about something.

**Ask Børge Tofte about the murder.**

Spyro: So, Mr. Tofte, what brings you to visit Melbourne? There's not much wildlife here.

Børge: You are mistaken, man. Melbourne offers a lot of wildlife to take pictures of. Besides, this city isn't my main tour point. I am just here to have some free time before my next trip to Tasmania.

Børge: The wild is a pretty fascinating thing to capture. I am currently trying to get the best photograph of the lush Australian scenery with wild animals around it, hence why I traveled here.

Børge: Unfortunately, I don't have tropical clothes, so I still have to use my usual winter gear. But that keeps my luck going.

Spyro: Alright, do you know anything about a murder around the port? We found a dead body there.

Børge: Damn, who died?

Spyro: An American national by the name of William Daffone. Do you know him?

Børge: Beats me. Never heard of that fella, so I'm sorry if I can't help much. I'll contact you if I know something, but for now, I'll just toast in whiskey for my successful arrival.

**Examine Safe.**

Spyro: What the hell? Is the combination impossible to crack? This time, it took you 20 minutes, and you're usually good at it!

Spyro: Whatever, at least it's open. Did you find an army knife inside? It's bloody, so I think this is the murder weapon.

Spyro: Let's have our weapons guy, Ryan, handle it.

**Analyze Army Knife.**

Ryan: Man, it's been a while since you sent me a weapon to examine. All I get is lore explaining, and I miss the action sequences.

Spyro: If you want to do action so much, go to the fight club then.

Ryan: Nah, man. I'm a champ at kickboxing, so beating them would be a piece of cake.

Spyro: Don't get too cocky, Ryan. One day, you might lose.

Spyro: But enough with the unnecessary talks, just tell us about the knife!

Ryan: As you assumed, it's the murder weapon. The injury matches that on Daffone's eye sockets. Your killer must've surprised him since it was jammed with such force that a small tip of the knife broke.

Ryan: Speaking of which, this knife…It works as a lockpick, just a fun fact.

Spyro: What does that mean?

Ryan: This brand originally works to pick locks, but some people modified it into an army knife. Quite clever, I must say.

Ryan: This is an exclusive-time knife, so only a few people were able to own this. Your killer knows lock picking to own this, detective!

Spyro: The killer knows lock picking? Guess their next challenge is to pick the lock of their prison cell!

**Autopsy Victim's Body.**

Alexa: Would you like some vegemite sandwich, Spyro?

Spyro: F\*ck no, Alexa! How are you still alive eating that thing?

Alexa: I have different taste buds than you, it seems. Plus, I'm embracing Australian life right now.

Alexa: Anyways, about your body. Daffone died from blood loss after getting stabbed in his eyes. It's slow and excruciating. Brutal, if I'm being honest.

Spyro: Yeah, you're right. The mental image of it hurts.

Alexa: I also found traces of bacon on the victim's eyes. I doubt Daffone would smear his own eyes with bacon, which means your killer eats bacon!

Spyro: The killer eats bacon? They're going to be sad to hear that prisons don't serve bacon!

Spyro: Alright, we found Daffone dead on the docks. Fortunately, Waltz is still alive, but he's also a suspect.

Spyro: Agent Warner sure is everywhere. It's like she's competing to be the most suspected individual in our work's history.

Spyro: We also met Børge Tofte again, and he seems to have no clue about the murder.

Spyro: So the question is, who killed Daffone, and why?

Viktor: Hey. So, I got news to share.

Spyro: What is it, Vik?

Viktor: I can contact the spirit of your victim, and he wants to speak to you about the case!

## Chapter 2

Spyro: You contacted our victim's spirit? Great, we can ask him who killed him then!

Daffone: That won't be the case.

Spyro: Woah! Daffone, you're here!

Daffone: Yes. I am not familiar with my corporeal form yet, but I think I could tell you something about who killed me.

Daffone: The attack was too sudden, so I can't see the killer well, but I remember hearing them wanting to barge into my garage in the city.

Daffone: I do not know why they want to snoop into my property, but you have to visit that. I don't have much time left here, so I got to go.

Spyro: Thanks for the lead, Daffone. We'll try to solve your murder, of course. Let's visit the garage, rookie!

**Investigate Victim's Garage.**

Spyro: What was the killer even doing in here? This looks like your everyday biker garage, there's nothing special about this.

Spyro: You found a ruby? Yeah, this looks odd enough, but it's just a- Wait, why is that thing glowing?

Spyro: Is this gemstone enchanted? If that's the case, you can examine it closer, maybe taking a sample will work.

Spyro: There's also a diary, but it's locked. Who the hell had the right idea to put locks on a BOOK?!

Spyro: Just crack the code open, rookie. I am craving a cigarette now.

Spyro: You grabbed a brake fluid? For what? We're not going to ride bikes here!

Spyro: You got an intuition that something is hidden there? Whatever, go pick up the sample yourself. I'm going to smoke now, so goodbye.

**Examine Enchanted Ruby.**

Spyro: Alright, now that you picked a sample up, let's-

The Ördög: AHHHH!!!!

Spyro: What the absolute f\*ck?!

The Ördög: DAMN YOU IPS! GIVE ME SOME REST FOR ONCE!

Spyro: Shut your damn mouth, demon! We're not pleased to see you again, but you gotta explain why you are at the garage right NOW!

**Demand answers from The Ördög regarding his presence in the victim's garage.**

The Ördög: Am I that cursed to see you guys again…

Spyro: That applies to us more, Ördög. Explain your presence here! Was it Mohandas' orders?

The Ördög: What do you mean? Mohandas is dead, isn't he?

Spyro: That Mohandas was a fake, Ördög! You can't fool us!

The Ördög: Meh, whatever. I am not pleased to reveal anything to you pesky mortals. Find out the reason yourself.

The Ördög: Besides, entering this garage is easy. All I need is some lock-picking skills, and booyah!

The Ördög: If I were you guys, I would just give up already, and hand myself to Mohandas. We will reign, and that's all that matters!

**Examine Locked Diary.**

Spyro: Let's see who wrote this diary, rookie!

Spyro: Damnit, most are in a language I am not familiar with!

Spyro: Wait, there's one page that is in English, but it's faded! Again with the faded writings?!

Spyro: Do we need dusting kits very often for this…

**Examine Diary.**

Spyro: Goodness, what does the page read?

Spyro: It registers about university life. And the names listed are familiar…

Spyro: You're right, there's Waltz's name on this. He was roommates with Daffone at the same university!

Spyro: Funny Waltz never mentioned this part. Why don't we get information from that bounty hunter, rookie?

**Question King Waltz about sharing the same university as the victim.**

Spyro: Mr. Waltz, would you care to elaborate on the fact that you and Daffone used to be roommates at university?

Waltz: It's not what you think, detectives. Sure we may be roommates at university, but we weren't friends at all!

Waltz: All I know is that Daffone was quiet and reserved. He doesn't socialize often and was a lone wolf.

Waltz: Our university had annual moral debates too, and you can say Daffone and my ideals contradicted each other. I do not want to associate with him at all, and once we graduate, that's the last time we see each other again.

Waltz: Speaking of which…you found my diary in Daffone's garage, right?

Spyro: Yeah, why did you visit his garage if university was the last time you see each other then?

Waltz: I am here to collect information. It's good that my lock-picking skills are still intact, so I can enter. But sadly, I can't find anything viable.

Waltz: I'm sorry I can't explain further, but trust me, I am doing good. I'll even treat you to bacon to prove my worth!

Spyro: No need for that, Mr. Waltz. We will see if this is the only time you ever get involved with Daffone or not!

**Examine Brake Fluid.**

Spyro: You collected the substance already? Good, send it to the madman. Just imagine if he used the brake fluid to create a smoothie, that would've been funny.

**Analyze Substance.**

Enno: Hello there, Spyro! Don't mind me, I'm going to create some drinks!

Spyro: …Don't tell me I jinxed it.

Enno: What do you mean? I'm only creating a smoothie, nothing bad!

Spyro: For you, maybe. But for me, it was.

Spyro: But enough with drinks, I much prefer ouzo. Now tell us about the substance! Is it important to the case?

Enno: It is. This fluid has traces of bacon on it, but it's not the main component.

Enno: The substance you received is used to clean horse hooves, detective. We can say whoever killed William Daffone is fond of horses!

Spyro: So we have a killer that rides horses? The stallion should drive them away to prison!

Spyro: Didn't expect to meet Mohandas' demon crony, The Ördög around here again. He's a prime suspect in this case, knowing the circumstances.

Spyro: We also found out Waltz and Daffone knew each other in the past, but they weren't as close.

Spyro: Just thinking that Mohandas is still alive makes me-

Lei: Hey, I got a new lead for you guys to check out!

Spyro: Agent Beifong? What is it?

Lei: Well, this may sound insane, but…I received reports from the port workers, saying that they saw a giant goose walking around the port, talking like a sailor!

Spyro: Haha! What a nice joke, Beifong. Those port workers fooled you, there's no way a giant goose exists! They're not even supernatural in the first place!

Lei: Well, they have solid proof. It may sound ridiculous, but it's worth checking.

Spyro: I still think this is too funny to be taken seriously, but since you sound concerned, we might as well check it out.

**Investigate Containers.**

Spyro: Knew that report was nothing but a joke. Seriously, do you even expect a giant goose to pop up suddenly, rookie?

Spyro: What? Did you believe the story? What did you take this time, rookie? You're usually sensible.

Spyro: There are breadcrumbs around the port? It could belong to someone else who craved some bread!

Spyro: You know what, let's use the microscope to see whose bread it belongs to. If it's not the goose, you owe me a treat, rookie!

Spyro: There's also a box of supplies I found. We might take a look at this too. See, I did something sensible compared to finding a giant goose!

**Examine Breadcrumbs.**

Spyro: You gotta be kidding me…Does it belong to a f\*cking goose?!

Spyro: So they exist?! The hell?!

Spyro: I can't believe this…but, we need to confirm the theory. Let's go take a look and see the giant goose ourselves…

**Confirm the giant goose's existence for yourselves.**

Spyro: So it's true, the goose does exist! Damnit, now I feel like a moron!

Matt: Honk? Honk honk!

Spyro: Great, does this thing even talk-

Matt: Aye! Course I do, mate! Ain't Cap' n' Quack if ain't speakin' words like a good ol' Strayan sailor!

Spyro: …Can tell. You look like a sailor, after all. No normal goose would wear that outfit.

Spyro: So, Mr. Goose…Do you even have a name?!

Matt: Yessir! Matt Quackers at yer service! Honk honk!

Spyro: Anyways, do you happen to see anything suspicious around here…Perhaps, a murder?

Matt: Afraid not, sir. Busy stealin' bread and tryin' to get bacon and snag on the barbie! Embracin' the Strayan life is what makes me feel human, mate.

Spyro: Okay, please don't go too far. We may need to speak to you again…F\*ck, I still can't believe a giant goose exists.

**Examine Box of Supplies.**

Spyro: Alright, is that a memory card? What does it contain? Secret government files?

Spyro: You know what, let Ash handle it. I don't know if they're available, since their girlfriend's been arrested back in Perth.

**Analyze Memory Card."'**

Spyro: Hey, Ash. Are you feeling better or what?

Ash: Not quite. Still can't believe my girlfriend's a murderer.

Ash: Normally, I would ask you guys to get the hell out since I'm dying from the inside, but the analysis seems like a good distraction, so I might as well tell you.

Ash: The memory card contains a lot of reports directed towards the late William Daffone, for example, he was responsible for numerous assaults on people.

Ash: But the one that stands out is the case with a man named Laurent Leboeuf. Surprisingly, he was the uncle of Agent Warner.

Ash: And more to that, it was Agent Warner herself who filed this report. And I researched everything, and it seems like there's no exact proof of harassment done by the victim at all. Seems like Agent Warner's report was forged, detective.

Spyro: Why would that woman fake a report to get Daffone potentially arrested? Does she have a personal beef with him? Let's ask her, rookie!

**Have Ronda Warner tell the truth about her fake arrest report directed to the victim.**

Ronda: It's nice that you found Mr. Waltz safe and sound, detectives. I have read your reports about his situation. I have the pleasure to meet him, such a gentleman, even offering me horse riding lessons.

Spyro: We aren't here to hear pleasantries, Agent Warner. We are here to ask you about the report you made to Daffone. What happened to you that you had to create a fake report to get him arrested?

Ronda: It's quite simple, I want to stop Mr. Daffone from harassing my uncle.

Ronda: As an auditor, he had the task of "dealing" with some of the clients of the company he works in. My uncle was one of the clients, and he hadn't paid the due for months, so the company sent Mr. Daffone in.

Ronda: That man would often threaten my uncle, even doing nasty stuff to corner him. When I heard about this, I spat my bacon for breakfast.

Ronda: I have to stop Mr. Daffone from doing his acts, hence why I fabricated a report about him assaulting numerous clients. I hoped it would arrest him, but unfortunately, he got out quickly.

Ronda: It's pretty unfair. I used to get arrested for using my lock-picking skills to collect information on a government office, and I served months in prison, so why can't Mr. Daffone stay too?

Spyro: Unfair, maybe, but if you went to have your vendetta on Daffone, you may serve years in prison compared to your lock-picking crime!

Spyro: Seems like Daffone wasn't as pleasant as he sounds. To be fair, he was already shady from the start, but all of this is new.

Spyro: Even with that, I am still surprised that someone…or something like Matt Quackers existed…I mean, sure we believe in the supernatural, but I didn't expect a giant goose to be a part of it! A talking one even!

Spyro: Now I wonder what else will pop out, just imagine if we'll suspect a flying donkey next!

Waltz: Um, detectives…I got something to report to you…

Spyro: Mr. Waltz? What is it?

Waltz: Please, just follow me! I have something to show you that's worth your time!

## Chapter 3

***At the whiskey bar…***

Matt: Honk honk! It's poppin' today, ain't it? Gotta chug 'em coldies, mate!

Børge: Detective, there you are! Why is there a talking goose around here?!

Spyro: Oh dear, we got a problem, it seems…

Spyro: Mr. Tofte, no need to panic. This so-called "goose" is just a drunk guy in a costume. Let us handle him, you can go.

Spyro: Mr. Quackers! Just what the hell are YOU doing here?! Roaming all around knowing that people would panic if they see you!

Matt: Honk? People got scared? This is a first, sir. I didn't know that.

Spyro: Look, just go back to the port and keep yourself hidden from any sight.

Spyro: This is certainly something. Luckily, Waltz told us about this. Don't want everything to escalate into chaos.

Spyro: Since we're here at the bar, we might as well investigate it again. Prepare your kit, rookie!

**Investigate Table.**

Spyro: That goose was something, rookie. I've never seen an animal that's keen to chug some beer. Normally, they'll die from it, but guess that thing was born differently.

Spyro: You picked anything? A broken pair of glasses? The victim wears sunglasses, so this wasn't his, but it can belong to someone we might've known.

Spyro: Try to restore it, while you can also check on those boots I spotted right near the table. There's weird stuff covering it, so grab a sample and check it later.

Spyro: What about that briefcase? It has the victim's initials on it, so let's crack the passcode and examine the contents, rookie!

**Examine Smashed Glasses.**

Spyro: Is it just me, or does this look a bit familiar?

Spyro: We have the same mind, rookie. These glasses belonged to Mr. Tofte! It has the same shape and color!

Spyro: We can ask why his glasses were broken in the first place, rookie! Let's find him before nature calls him!

**Inquire Børge Tofte about his smashed glasses.**

Børge: That incident in the bar was something. Feel like I overdosed on bacon. The salt may affect my brain.

Spyro: Forget about that incident, Mr. Tofte. We want to know why your glasses were broken at the bar. Did you get into a fight recently?

Børge: No, but someone hit me unprovoked! It was that Daffone guy whose murder you're investigating who did it!

Spyro: Why would he hit you? Did you forget to pay your due?

Børge: I have enough money to pay my dues, detectives. The real issue was the fact a company stole my photographs! They sold it at a high price and refused to share the profits with me, the rightful owner!

Børge: At first, I planned to take the share back by using my lock-picking skills in their office, but I stopped since that's too risky, so I decided to harbor revenge instead, by giving them fabricated photographs.

Børge: With that, they're certainly doomed to go bankrupt. But they noticed my ingenious plan and sent Daffone to beat me for what I did. That guy just kicked my face unprovoked, so I have to run away.

Børge: I was lucky to spot a horse, and rode it to safety. I feel like a real cowboy doing that, but sadly, I have to experience something terrible at first.

Spyro: Mr. Tofte, what the company did was scummy, but nothing will excuse you if you killed Daffone for attacking you, otherwise the photographs you will sell will be your mugshot instead!

**Examine Boots.**

Spyro: This looks like feathers. Let's use the microscope to see what animal this belongs to!

**Examine Feathers.**

Spyro: The feathers match that of a goose. Do you think this belongs to Matt Quackers, rookie?

Spyro: We can make sure by asking that goose about the boots. Let's find him!

**Ask Matt Quackers about his feathers on the victim's boots.**

Spyro: Alright, birdie, tell us why did we find your feathers on some boots in the bar? Did you wear those, or did someone kick you?

Matt: Some old-timey did whack me alright! I'm just chillin', chanting sea shanties, and that dude spotted me.

Matt: For some reason, bloke kept chantin' weird stuff on me, mate. Bloke would call me some sort of a spy in a costume or something.

Matt: He then whooped me with his kicks…I think it's called Krav Maga. I almost died, y'know?

Spyro: Was this "old-timey" our victim? To remind you, he donned a leather jacket and sunglasses.

Matt: That's the dude, alright! Big meanie, mate. Nobody should hurt Cap' n' Quack like this!

Spyro: I don't know if a bird like you could kill Daffone by removing his eyes, but if you did something like that, you're going to jail much like human inmates!

**Examine Victim's Briefcase.**

Spyro: There's a weird object contained here. Can't tell what this is.

Spyro: Nevermind, this is a talisman. Don't know those stuff, so let's send this to Ryan for his insight!

**Analyze Talisman.**

Ryan: Wait, I'm sorry about it, darling, but I-

Ryan: Goddamnit, another break-up!

Spyro: Quite expected, Ryan. You're terrible at having a love life, why don't you just give up and stop making yourself look like an idiot?

Ryan: No, man. I have to lose "it" before I reach 30! It's on my bucket list!

Spyro: Jeez, now can you tell us about the talisman?

Ryan: This is a dispelling talisman, detectives. It's used to take care of evil spirits, and in most particular, something like a demon would get hurt more than others.

Ryan: The talisman has a weird cyan vibrant on it. It's a sign of the talisman having been used once. I assume it's The Ördög who received the attack, detectives
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Spyro: That Mohandas' crony might have a grudge against the victim who owned the talisman, so let's question him about this!

**Ask The Ördög regarding the injury he received from the victim's talisman.**

Spyro: Okay, Ördög. You can stop with your BS and tell us about the talisman that harmed you!

The Ördög: Agh! That dreadful thing! William Daffone should just go rot in hell for this. But then again, I am from there, so that's a no.

The Ördög: So Mohandas sent me to threaten that guy with a little spook. He's just a regular mortal, never seen a demon face-to-face.

The Ördög: I came to warn him for hurting a fellow member of our group, who was scarred for life. But guess what? That guy threw the talisman on me, and I feel BURNING.

The Ördög: It took days to recover. Had to entertain my absence from chaos by exploring with horses. But it didn't work.

Spyro: You know what will work for us? Lock yourself up in a cage and wait until the right justice system deals with you, Ördög!

Spyro: From what I get during the investigation, it seems that Daffone had a history of getting violent with people, which made a few harbor a grudge against him.

Spyro: But with that, we still need to bring justice. We should start going back to Daffone's garage and see if we can find anything that can change the case apart.

**Investigate Motorcycle.**

Spyro: I got no comments to spare, rookie. Let's just cut to the chase and proceed with the investigation.

Spyro: Isn't that Daffone's sunglasses? It's smashed, so guess you restore it then.

Spyro: Why are you staring at that stack of motor oil? I told you we aren't taking a motorcycle ride!

Spyro: Hm? Do you think it's a clue? Alright, go scour it then. I ain't getting my hands slippery.

 **Examine Broken Sunglasses.**

Spyro: Now that it's restored, we can send it to Enno and see if he can find anything.

**Analyze Sunglasses.**

Enno: Alright, the note is finished. I do hope no one sees-

Spyro: What are you writing, man? A love letter?

Enno: Maybe, maybe not. I can't tell you what it is, but I can distract you from it with the results of the analysis!

Enno: In exchange for you not mentioning the note anymore, let me tell you the results. I found traces of bacon on the sunglasses, which means your killer did touch and smash them.

Enno: But that's not all, I found traces of boiled wool, which is primarily used for hat making. Your killer wears a hat, detectives!

Spyro: Our killer wears a hat? They should get used to the fact that the only hat they're wearing once they go to prison is the prison cap!

**Examine Stack of Motor Oil.**

Spyro: What the f\*ck?! Are those eyeballs?!

Spyro: Damn, your intuition is correct, there's something amongst the motor oils! I didn't expect it to be eyeballs, though.

Spyro: Rookie, pick up a glove and send it to Enno, please. I hope that madhouse wouldn't turn the eyeballs into a comedy session.

**Analyze Eyeballs.**

Enno: Boo!

Spyro: Nice try, old man, but that didn't scare me.

Enno: Sucks, maybe I should-

Enno: *falls limp on the ground* Ouch!

Spyro: Man, you alright?

Enno: Dunno, it's been like this for days, I am concerned with my well-being…

Enno: But enough with that, I shall tell you about the evidence you sent to me earlier. The eyeballs belonged to the victim, and I found traces of beard wax on them!

Enno: Not only Daffone doesn't sport facial hair, but I doubt he would lace it on his eyes, which means…

Spyro: The killer sports facial hair! That surely narrows down the suspect list!

Spyro: Alright, everything is set, rookie! You know the drill.

Spyro: Let's arrest the person who took William Daffone's life before it's too late!

**Take care of the killer now!**

Spyro: Mr. Waltz? Finding you was one thing, but catching you as a murderer? Even though you're a bounty hunter...But you killed Daffone?

Waltz: Well, I didn't start this. First of all, I never wanted to hurt Mr. Daffone, second of all, I just wanted to escape this country to get to New Zealand.

Spyro: And what's your business there?

Waltz: Let's just say... it's more of a... personal vendetta for me. I want to kill Zdenko Vujčić.

Spyro: Why would you want to do that?

Waltz: I hired myself to do that. I want to stop him from creating the Army of the Dead. And to avenge my sister's death.

Spyro: Your sister? What happened to her?

Waltz: When Zdenko came to my hometown in Germany one day, to steal bodies from the cemetery, he found my sister there, collecting flowers. He got so scared, he shot at whoever it was standing near him. It was Greta, my sister.

Spyro: How did you know it was Zdenko?

Waltz: Let's be honest, ja? Do you know anyone else whose hobby is stealing dead bodies? Plus, I have a great facial memory. Anyways, someone hired Daffone to kill me.

Waltz: I don't know who it was, but he was really onto me. So I had to do what I had to do to protect myself. And... a little extra.

Spyro: Where's the bomb? Where is it?

Waltz: I have no idea what you're talking about.

Spyro: You're staying with us. No escaping now.

Waltz: I'm sorry but I can't stay, I have important business to attend to. *jumps in the sea*

Spyro: I-