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Alan Smith: <Rank> <Name>, Evan, a body has been found in the Oak Valleys. Go there and see what happened!
Alan Smith: And take Gino with you. He saw the body, so he deserves being in the investigation this time.
Gino: It was full of blood. I just feel impressed!
Evan: Ok, but this is the last time you come with us.
Gino: What a bad temper, Evan!
Investigate Oak Valleys
Evan: Poor him... His death was caused by a fire weapon, but I can't find it.
Evan: Neither you, <Name>? This killer is really getting away with us!
Gino: And what's up with this lighter, <Rank> <Name>?
Evan: <Rank> <Name> knows what to do, ALWAYS! It looks like it's got a name here...
Autopsy the victim's body
Daniel: Your killer did use a fire weapon, <Rank> <Name>. Evan was right. I took the bullets, but they are useless.
Daniel: Both the victim and the killer were in an extreme situation. You know, I found adrenaline in the victim.
Daniel: The killer must have touched the corpse and as their hands were sweating by nervousness, I could take a sample of the sweat.
Daniel: I couldn't get big things, but I can tell for sure the murderer is a man.
Evan: "Steve Z."? This lighter obviously belongs to Steve Zasts!
Evan: We should have expected it, shouldn't we? We know the Oak Valleys were his, that Ashley Jamin was going to buy them and Jacqueline Ramos tore the contract.
Gino: Don't worry, guys. I've already got him an appointment to tell us what we need to listen to.
Question Steve Zasts about the Oak Valleys
Steve: You found something in the Oak Valleys, and that's right. What I don't understand is how come you to ask me.
Evan: Don't fool us, Zasts! The Oak Valleys are yours and we know that.
Steve: Ok, you've got me. But I don't know anything about that, I swear.
Gino: Isn't it suspicious that the corpse had blood, but not the soil, or the trees?
Evan: You're right! This is obvious, <Name>. Our victim wasn't killed here, he died in another place. Let's hope Lindsey can do something with the city surveillance cameras.
Evan: Well, that if the mayor lends them to us.
Analyze Surveillance cameras
Lindsey: I watched all the cars near the Oak Valleys, also pedestrians. But when a corpse comes from a car and is hung in a tree, you don't have to think twice.
Lindsey: The car came directly from the Townville College, and someone was murdered there, and put in a car.
Lindsey: The same car... that went to the Oak Valleys. Anyway, I can't even tell the killer's hair color.
Evan: Don't worry, Lindsey. The clue is enough. We're heading to the campus, <Name>.
Evan: This note is a big clue, <Name>!
Evan: "Gerard, I'll be waiting for you in the front of the campus tonight. I have something to show you. Darren."
Gino: I know many Gerards, <Name>. But I know Gerard Jamin is studying here.
Evan: Thanks, Gino. We'll go talk to him.
Evan: And... a flower? I know we need a clue, <Name>, but we're not so desperate.
Gino: <Rank> <Name> always knows what to do.
Gino: I'd never seen a <Rank> with such ability to pick up fingerprints!
Gino: Had you, Evan?
Evan: No, but we're in a hurry. Lindsey will tell us who left the prints here.
Lindsey: The fingerprints on the note were from a man called Darren White.
Lindsey: I'd tell you to add him to your suspects list, but in his photo, he looks pretty like your victim.
Lindsey: Our database doesn't mention any identical twins, so your victim is Darren White!
Evan: Perfect! I'm sure Steve Zasts will be pleased to talk to us about Darren.
Interrogate Steve Zasts about the victim
Gino: Do you know Darren White?
Steve: Darren? Yes! Where did you meet him?
Evan: He's what we found in the valleys.
Steve: Oh! I didn't know he was dead.
Steve: I'm gonna tell you. Darren worked for Cecilia Di Giappo as a farmer. I've been dealing with her recently, and I met him there.
Steve: When her cousin killed her brother, she was left alone. As she was friends with Darren, she chose him to work with her. I think she'll have to choose someone again.
Gino: That's all we wanted to hear.
Gino: <Rank> <Name>, let's ask Cecilia what she knows.
Quiz Cecilia Di Giappo about Darren
Cecilia: YOU again? Oh, and I see you're three now. You've brought a friend.
Cecilia: What do you want now?
Evan: We want you to talk to us about the murder of Darren White.
Cecilia: I've got nothing to say about that.
Gino: So... so... you knew he was dead?
Cecilia: Of course. I was smoking when I noticed he wasn't coming. He'd been doing weird things before his death. It was obvious.
Evan: Why not think he was ill?
Cecilia: He'd told me he was worried about his life. I just couldn't think about anything else.
Evan: Sure it's useful, <Name>? Maybe it's just pollen! I'll send it to the lab and you'll see.
Evan: And, Sabrina? Was it pollen?
Sabrina: Exactly the opposite. The molecules you gave me were saline, mandarine juice, and chamomile tea. All of them antidotes for pollen allergy.
Sabrina: There was pollen on the victim, and his organism didn't fight it. This belongs to your killer!
Evan: Is our killer allergic to pollen? That's really weird.
Ask Gerard Jamin about the note you found
Gerard: Darren? I don't know any Darren.
Evan: He left you a note at University. If you don't know him, he did.
Evan: He's dead, ok. But just tell us if somebody left you any notes.
Gerard: Well, you know I'm well-off. Loads of girls send me notes everyday. I just trash them. I like to break their hearts.
Gerard: Where did you find that note?
Evan: Near some flowers.
Gerard: Maybe I was drunk and don't remember. I bury bad things under flowers to make sure I won't touch them again, because I'm allergic to pollen.
Alan Smith: And? What do you have?
Gino: This is amusing! I'm feeling action, at last!
Evan: None of our suspects seem to have killed anyone. What can we do?
Alan Smith: Just go back to the campus, and find the murder weapon. It must be there.
Alan Smith: And there's a woman who wants to talk to <Rank> <Name>, Kristen Noby. I'm sure it's about this case.
Kristen Noby needs to talk to you
Kristen: I came to report that my boyfriend is missing. His name is Darren White.
Evan: We're sorry for you, but he's dead.
Kristen: No, it can't be true! We were to marry next week. Why? Why?
Evan: We're investigating that, we just need you to tell us anything you know about him.
Kristen: He was meeting his lawyer too much. His name is Albert Presto.
Gino: That smell... is that the new perfume with pollen?
Kristen: I hope it's not. I'm allergic to pollen.
Kristen: But nice try, constable. I'll consider you if I don't find another Darren.
Evan: Now, <Name>, we're heading to the campus!
Ask Albert Presto about the victim
Albert: Darren dead? I told him to hire a bodyguard, he knew this would happen.
Albert: Now I see why he didn't call me.
Evan: How long have you known him?
Albert: He got married two years ago. Last year he came to me saying he wanted to get divorced. Ever since, I'm his lawyer for everything.
Gino: What's his ex-wife name?
Albert: It was Cecilia, but I'm not sure about the surname. Di Gaffo,or De Gipo, something similar.
Evan: Cecilia Di Giappo?
Albert: Yes, I think it was her. A cigarette, sir?
Ask Cecilia about her marriage with the victim
Cecilia: Yes, Darren was my ex-husband. Ex-husbands die, it's natural.
Evan: Then why did you invite him to work with you?
Cecilia: I was alone, you remember? Facondo dead, Rico in jail, he was all I had! And... I still loved him.
Cecilia: We had a nightclub, we were divine. And he left me.
Evan: I know who is Cecilia White now... I feel sorry for her.
Gino: I'd bet this gun is the murder weapon.
Evan: We know that! But Daniel must analyze it. There might be more guns in the campus.
Evan: And this card... I feel it's a clue. It's a card of Nightfun Club. It's a nightclub, of course, but it belongs to Darren White!
Evan: And it's also property of Cecilia White. We'll let Lindsey investigate her.
Gino: I went there a bit of times, I just don't remember where it is.
Evan: Really? Don't worry, we'll decipher the adress. It's a shame the card is wet and partially illegible.
Daniel: The bullets in the gun don't match the bullet in Darren's head. And there were fingerprints on the gun, but we couldn't know who their owner is.
Evan: Then it's not our murder weapon?
Daniel: It is, in fact. I found traces of the victim's blood on it. The bullets in the gun were all different from each other.
Lindsey: I couldn't find Cecilia White anywhere. But I found something interesting.
Lindsey: Darren White was divorced. His ex-wife surname must be different now, and that's why she's not in the database.
Evan: Great work, <Name>! Are you ready to investigate the Nightfun Club?
Evan: A flower, a cigarette butt... Are you ok, <Name>?
Gino: At least this cellphone looks really useful. It's got a photo of Darren and Kristen kissing!
Evan: Gino, do not touch the evidence! If it's Darren's mobile it's gold, and we can't take it so easy.
Examine Cigarette butt
Evan: These prints are a big clue for the case, <Name>!
Evan: Wish Lindsey finds it useful, or we'll have wasted time.
Lindsey: Those fingerprints couldn't be identified, but they matched perfectly with the ones on the murder weapon.
Evan: So our killer smokes!
Evan: I remember Cecilia told us she smoked. And we know that Steve Zasts does because we found his lighter.
Lindsey: Well, Darren's messages were normal, so don't worry about them.
Lindsey: I asked Daniel what time the victim died. And after that time, there were eight calls missed in the mobile.
Lindsey: Two from a certain Kristen, and six from a number I identified as... Gerard Jamin.
Evan: ENOUGH! That kid DID know Darren. He's got no chance against us.
Evan: And we'll talk to Kristen Noby too. She's surely got information for us.
Make Gerard tell the truth
Evan: Darren White! Is it clear now, toddler?
Gerard: White... White... I think I saw him a few times.
Evan: And why did you have his phone number?
Gerard: Partying, just that. Do you know Nightfun Club? We went there a few times. Good drinks, good girls, everything's already paid.
Gerard: I thought you'd come to me for something important.
Gino: Why didn't you know him the other time?
Gerard: Bad memory. Now I'll smoke one, see if a girl notices me.
Get info from Kristen
Kristen: Things I know about Albert Presto. Well, he was meeting Darren very often lately.
Kristen: Darren talked a lot about him. He told me Albert didn't want us to get married. "A client married is a client lost", he said.
Gino: Nothing else, lady?
Kristen: Yes, useless things. Darren said Albert and I were alike. He's allergic to pollen, and also a certain Zasts.
Evan: So Albert was to lose money with the marriage! If money is the murder reason, I won't believe it!
Evan: <Name>, why don't we go back to the Oak Valleys? The oak where Daren died is hiding something, I'm sure.
Evan: I don't think we can get more from our suspects, we've got everything about them.
Evan: Gino, where ARE you?
Gino: Below these papers! I'm full of work.
Evan: Well, then let's do it alone now, <Name>.
Evan: Footprints are always important, <Name>! It can tell us more about the killer.
Lindsey: That footprint was surely the killer's, since Darren's shoes were not a match.
Lindsey: Taking account of the soil in the Oak Valleys, and the type of shoes used, I can say that your killer weighs 170 pounds!
Evan: I know we're close to it, <Name>, we are!
Evan: Judging that all of our suspects knew Darren, we can asume the killer has been to Nightfun Club!
Evan: We could search there, by the shelves.
Evan: If someone ripped this page, it must hide something. Why don't we piece it back, <Name?
Examine Torn page
Evan: A birthday note? "Happy 23s!" And the date. Is that it?
Evan: Wait, Darren must have been 23! If the killer sent him this, we should look for clues now.
Evan: Let's just wish these prints lead us to the killer!
Lindsey: I found two different prints. Darren's ones, and also the ones in the gun! They shared this paper.
Lindsey: But the date was not Darren's birthday. And as this was some months ago, your killer is still 23 years old!
Evan: <Name>, it's crystal clear. Let's put the killer behind bars!
Evan: So you took Darren's life, kid! Why?
Gerard: We were good friends, I swear. We used to mess around, with knives and toy guns. They thought we were thieves, but we never took anything. Just jokes, and it was so stupid but funny.
Gerard: And that night he wanted to show me something, which turned out to be a... gun. A real gun. I was shocked, it could get ouf control! And it did.
Gerard: I wanted to take it and stop with the nonsense, but I accidentally shot him. I thought nobody would notice him in the Oak Valleys. I was wrong.
Evan: Why did you call a corpse, then?
Gerard: I don't remember that. I drank alcohol to forget it. I only forgot what happened afterwards.
Esteban Gonzalez: Mr Jamin, do you plead guilty for your actions?
Gerard: Yes, your Honor. I took my friend's life and neither money nor apologies can bring him back.
Albert: Gerard, shut up!
Evan: Albert Presto?
Albert: Your Honor, you're getting my client wrong. He didn't technically kill anyone!
Esteban Gonzalez: He did, and he'll pay for it! For the manslaughter of Darren White, this Court dictates a sentence of 8 years in jail with parole in 4.
Evan: Poor Gerard. I ended up hating him and he's a good boy.
Evan: Darren was the real criminal. Carrying guns because of nothing! I just wish he had a permission.
Gino: Boys, I finally get to see you! And? Who killed Darren?
Evan: Gerard Jamin. A long history, we'll tell you later, in a bar and with some churros!
Alan Smith: Excellent, <Rank> <Name>. You mastered this manslaughter perfectly! But we've got a few tasks to do.
Alan Smith: Steve Zasts called to report a theft. He's in the Oak Valleys, and go see him as soon as possible.
Alan Smith: And Albert Presto has been seen near the nightclub. See what he wants.
Alan Smith: Oh, I almost forgot. Kristen Noby is in the headquarter. She requested your help, and she wants to see Officer Reina. Good luck with her, constable.
Gino: How... how could I? She's just a lady!
Evan: Yeah, ok. Let's start, <Name>! We'll have to keep busy for a long time.
Get the report from Steve Zasts
Steve: Cops, I want to report a theft. I've lost my lighter! It's made of silver, you don't really know how much it's worth!
Evan: A lighter? Don't worry, Zasts, we'd found it long ago! Here you are.
Steve: Long ago? You're thieves, you f***ing i*iots! You don't know who I am!
Evan: YOU don't know me! Step aside, we'll find something here make your life hell!
Investigate Oak Valleys
Evan: This plant looks really strange, <Name>! I hope Steve is not doing experiments with it.
Evan: Why don't we take a closer look at it?
Examine Colorful plant
Evan: <Name>, you really master these skills. Let's give this molecules to Sabrina, right?
Sabrina: Sometimes I really get mad when humans harm sweet nature. This sample saddens me.
Sabrina: Steve Zasts must use toxic substances to make his oaks grow stronger. This affected the whole field. Any sample you collected would've been enough.
Evan: <Name>, I've always dreamt about Zasts in jail, but I'm sorry a fine is enough for him.
Evan: Let's rub it in his face right away!
Punish Zasts for his toxic fertilizants
Evan: Zasts, you've just won a fine for using toxic substances in your field.
Evan: I warn you, whoever dares challenge <Rank> <Name>, always loses!
Steve: Oh, a fine. With all the money I have, I can even give you some as a gift.
See what Albert Presto needs
Evan: Presto! What do you want here? Does your new client need something?
Albert: Don't joke! I was nearby and I heard someone trying to break in the nightclub. I'm just looking and no-one came out in five minutes.
Albert: I'm scared. Could you take a look?
Evan: You know... there's a reason why we've specialized in murders and not burglaries.
Albert: Please! Is that how you protect your community?
Evan: Ok, it's ok. <Name>, you first.
Evan: There's so little money in the cash register. Why don't you collect fingerprints from it?
Examine Cash register
Evan: Thieves don't have a chance with you, <Name>! Those fingerprints look perfect.
Evan: I'll give them to Lindsey right away.
Lindsey: The prints were in many bills in the cash register, so I can deduce they didn't take money, they looked through it to find something.
Lindsey: And I think that "something" is this paper. It was hidden in a hole.
Lindsey: Oh, and the fingerprints belonged to Barbara Thacks!
Evan: Don't fool us! I wonder why she wanted this. Can you decipher what this says, <Name>?
Evan: Letters and numbers? I think Lindsey will have to do something again.
Lindsey: So I ran that code through our database, and it turns out to be the password of Darren's bank account!
Evan: Then Thacks wanted to take money from the bank, not from the cash register. And...
Evan: ...if she wanted the code, she already had the credit card!
Evan: But we won't go with her, there aren't proves. Let's just tell Albert everything's ok.
Inform Albert Presto about the operation
Evan: You can calm down, Albert. There's nothing missing in there.
Albert: Thanks a lot, I was worried.
Albert: Do you know? Darren used to give this badge to people in the nightclub. I keep some, so why don't you take one?
Find out what Kristen Noby wants
Kristen: Oh, you've got to help me, nice policemen!
Gino: We're <Rank> <Name> and Officer Reina, n-not nice policemen.
Kristen: You want it, you get it. But I lost something. I've been looking for Darren's wallet everywhere, in our apartment too. So I guessed it could be in the campus, as he died there. I'd go, but I'm scared.
Gino: <Rank> <Name> and I are going to look for it. Go back to your home and we'll tell you when we're done.
Gino: This must be the one, <Name>! Let's give it back to Kristen!
Gino: Looking in it? I know he carried guns, but his wallet can't hide... alright, alright.
Gino: After all Evan was right. I wonder why everyone in this city likes to tear papers.
Gino: I heard you piece them back together like God. Why don't you try?
Examine Torn page
Gino: A love letter? Seriosly? <Name>, we spent time snooping around Darren's relationship!
Gino: Let's give it back to Kristen. Wh- dating her? No, please!
Give Kristen Noby the wallet
Kristen: Did you really NEED to search through a dead's wallet? That's low.
Gino: I-I'm sorry, lady. But it looks like Darren had a beautiful sense of poetry. I would NEVER write something like that.
Kristen: Beautiful? That poem must have been copied from a book. But thanks anyway, I thought I'd lost it forever.
Kristen: I was having a snack. Do you want some?