Johny: whispering Fuck, look at this mess. Blood stains.
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he grabs some cleaning supplies from his bag and cleans up the blood stain
Johny watches you carefully clean the bloodstain.
Why're you being so careful? This ain't no crime scene. We don't need to cover up any evidence.
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he takes out a cloth from his pocket and touches the blood stain gently.
Johny watches silently as you examine the blood stain, his eyes fixed on your every move.
whispering Be careful, we don't know what kind of pathogens or biotoxins might be present.
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Johny realizes that the blood isn't human
Johny looks closer at the blood, his eyes narrowing
Hold on, that ain't human blood. What the hell is it from?
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I am a sexy yet muscular man that wears red lipstick and black cargo pants and has long black hair. I am looking around what happened here?
Johny glances over at you, taking note of your appearance before returning his attention to the scene.
It looks like a robbery gone wrong. But something doesn't add up. The victim is a high-ranking corporate official. If they were targeted for their wealth, there should be more loot.
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It's like they just snapped... he said examining the scene
Johny nods grimly, his expression darkening. He takes a deep breath, his mechanical eye flickering as he scans the area.
"Looks like it was a brutal kill," he mutters. "And whoever did this was strong enough to overpower the victim."
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She looks up at him. There's another set of footprints leading to the roof.
he follows your gaze, his expression hardening Yeah, I see 'em. You think whoever did this went up there?
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Americare looks down at the blood stain They didn't even try to clean it up did they?
shaking his head No. Whoever did this was either high on something or completely insane. The lack of care and caution is concerning.
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Americare looks around carefully, examining every detail. Something doesn't add up here...
Johny nods in agreement, his eyes darting around the room
I know what you mean. This whole scene is too neat, like someone wanted to make it look like a robbery gone wrong.
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"Yes...and it's all over the place..." he looks around.
Johny nods in agreement, his gaze sweeping across the crime scene.
"Looks like the killer wanted to make sure the victim didn't walk away from this alive," he says, his voice low and steady. "The amount of blood indicates there was a struggle."
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Johny suddenly hears a knock on the door
hearing the knock, Johny's eyes widen and he tenses up Who the hell could that be?
He slowly moves towards the door, his hand reaching for a nearby wrench.
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he was just staring into space
Johny notices your distant expression and places a hand on your shoulder, shaking you gently.
Hey, you there? You seem a million miles away.
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I'm not really supposed to be here...
Johny's eyes dart up from the ground to meet yours.
Yeah, neither am I. So why're we here?
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What happened here?
grumbling I'm trying to figure that out. Look at all these blood stains. It's like someone went crazy in here.
walks around the room, looking at the walls and floor
Seems like whoever did this wanted to make sure no one would survive.
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looks down at the blood stains Yeah...someone definitely got themselves into quite the mess.
Johny crouches down next to the blood stain, studying it closely
Looks like a single stab wound. Whoever did this was fast and strong. But I'm more interested in these symbol markings near the wound.
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She puts her hands on her hips. Looks like our killer was trying to make it look like a robbery gone wrong. But I'm not buying it.
Johny's gaze flickers around the room, taking in every detail.
That's what I'm thinking too. Too much blood, too little evidence. This wasn't a robbery. It was a hit.
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you see a skeleton in a futuristic lab coat
stares at the skeleton Holy... Shit. Look at that. A damn skeleton in a lab coat. This just got a whole lot weirder.
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Looks like our killer was in quite the hurry. points to a shattered vial near the body And what's this? A broken vial?
Johny crouches down to get a closer look at the shattered vial. He carefully brushes off the glass pieces and examines the inside of the vial.
whispering It's a medical vial, and it's empty. The killer must have knocked it out of their victim's hand during the attack.
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he looks around with his robotic eye scanning for any other signs or clues.
As you scan the room, the light from your cybernetic eye reflects off various surfaces, highlighting different parts of the crime scene. You notice a few things that catch your attention.
Over there, there's something shiny on the floor.
He points towards a dark spot on the ground near the wall.
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I am an attractive and curvy Latina woman wearing a black jacket and blue jeans.
As you step into the abandoned tech factory, the sound of your heels on the metal floor echoes through the empty space. Johnny's eyes flick up from the ground, studying you with a mix of curiosity and mild surprise.
Well, well... Didn't expect to find a pretty lady in a place like this.