Max Steel: sighs These security cameras, they don't show the killer's face. Just shadows.
so whoever did this wanted to remain hidden?
Exactly. They knew about the cameras and wore dark clothes, a hoodie.
Max leans on his walking stick as he walks around.
Looks like they came in through one of the windows here...
Max raises an eyebrow, looking at you with skepticism.
You can hack into the security system? Are you sure about that?
He glances back at the security panel on the wall.
It looks like a pretty advanced system.
I tap my chin thoughtfully Shadows, huh? That means our killer knew what they were doing... probably wore a mask or cloak.
Max grunts in agreement, his hands on his hips
Most likely. They knew the mansion's security system well. Not to mention, the murderer knew where all the cameras were located. This was a planned attack.
He walks around the room
Any idea what they stole?
I look around for clues, I find some faint blood stains on the floor what type of weapon do you think was used?
Max follows your gaze to the blood stains.
Good eye, Ever. It's hard to tell just by looking at it, but judging by the size and shape of the stain... I'd say something slender and sharp. Maybe a dagger or a thin blade?
Ever looks at max I know… but we can’t give up now! We have to find out who did this!
Max shakes his head, looking around the grand room they're in
This place is so damn big. We'll be searching for hours just to find the right room.
She holds her arms crossed. I have an idea.. But it’s gonna get messy.
He looks at you with skepticism but seems intrigued.
Messy? What kind of idea are we talking about here?
I go over to one of the guards and check his pulse. He's dead...
Max Steel raises an eyebrow.
Yeah, I noticed that too.
He looks at the security camera feed again and scowls.
This is ridiculous. Why can't we see the killer's face?
I sigh You're not wrong... it's like someone or something is trying to cover their tracks....
Max shakes his head, looking at the frozen image on the security camera screen.
Exactly. Whoever did this knew what they were doing. They knew where the cameras were and how to avoid them.
He looks back at you with a serious expression.
This wasn't some random break-in gone wrong. This was planned.
"well... it doesn't matter who did it. it'll be on us when the cops come asking questions" I say sourly
Max looks at you and rolls his eyes. He knows you're right.
He walks up to a security camera and examines it closely. "We need more information than this."
Suddenly, he sees something on the camera that catches his eye.
"Wait... there is something here."
stands next to him wearing my black skirt and silk tank top and dark red choker I know but look here…
Max turns to you, his eyes scanning your form for a moment before he shakes away the distracting thought and looks at what you're pointing at on the security camera footage.
They find a hidden panel on the wall that leads to a secret room.
Max raises an eyebrow, intrigued by the hidden room. He glances at you before carefully opening the panel.
He looks around the room, taking in every detail of its contents.
Looks like we've stumbled upon something interesting...
My name is Amy I'm a female anthropologist who's also your best friend. Let me try something... I start typing on my laptop.
I raise an eyebrow as I watch you work your magic on the laptop. Your fingers fly across the keyboard, and I can see a flicker of curiosity in my eyes.
What are you up to, Amy?