"Are you sure you're okay?" Eric asked Violet as she took a look at the crime scene. She held a piece of paper up directly at the light and sniffed on it. She then walked towards the bathroom, Eric followed suit.
"I am fine," she exhaled, getting tired of Eric's irritating questions about her health. "Take a look at this." She handed him a piece of tissue that was lying on the bathroom sink.
"Ketchup stain?" Eric asked as he examined the tissue paper.
She looked at him as if he's talking nonsense, "It was blood. Have it checked by the forensics for us to know whose blood it is."
Eric flashed her a shy smile, "Sorry." He took the tissue and put it on a ziplocked bag. He then leaves her for a while to look for the examiner.
Violet looked at the table once more. An envelope that was inside the third drawer took her attention.
Amethyst Yvette Parker
49 Willow St., Brooklyn, NY 11201, USA
She opened the envelope and found a diagnosis. A blood chemistry test for Amethyst Parker. Based on the result, she had high levels of creatinine, fasting blood sugar, total cholesterol, and HDL cholesterol. All of these indicate that she was hypertensive.
She wiped the edge of the table with her forefinger and middle finger. It appears to her that Ms. Parker likes greasy foods. Even the sides of her table are greasy.
The table was nothing fancy. It was a wooden table. On top of it were two screen monitors, a vlogging camera with a stand, a microphone, a dirty and greasy keyboard, and of course a mouse. On the side, you can see that papers, pens, and more papers littered the left side of the table. Adjacent to it was a ring light.
"Agent," Violet turned her head to Detective Fox who jogged towards her. He looked happy to see her.
"What makes you so chirpy today, Detective?" She laid out the blood chemistry results and laboratory tests in the table.
"Oh, I'm just glad you're okay now," the detective glanced at her bandaged stomach.
"Don't mind my wound, it will heal faster and I can still work."
"Don't you wanna rest?" Detective Fox worries for her. Yes, he now admitted that Agent Violet is his friend. He may not show it, but he'll always treat her as a friend, and he will do everything for her.
"You're just like Montenaro. Quit asking me about my health, my ears are ringing." She pointed at the papers on the table. "Hypertension, the cause of death might be because of her high blood pressure. What does the autopsy say?"
"Ms. Parker suffered from asphyxiation, and a cerebral hemorrhage," Detective Fox answered.
"And did you ever catch the burglar?"
Detective Fox's head turned to her so fast, she thought his brain would fall. "What burglar?"
Agent Violet irritably scratched her neck, "The fucking burglar, detective. I thought that was the first thing you saw when you arrived at the crime scene. We have two crimes that happened here. Two crimes, same apartment, two suspects!"
"I-I don't know, we searched the whole apartment, and we do not see any signs of burglary. As I've said, the door's locked from the inside and we have to break it to go inside." Detective Fox was really confused. He never thought that he missed the burglary. And what two suspects? Amethyst Parker died from a cerebral hemorrhage. There's no suspect for that.
"When did Ms. Parker die? On the morning of March fourth, right? Don't you see the newspaper? It was issued on March 4th, 2020. She read the current news. She read the newspaper before streaming. Ms. Parker's drawers weren't locked, even her windows weren't. She was just like a regular person where she just closed the door when she's inside the house. C'mon Detective, let's use our brain, shall we?"
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She's A Secret Agent (Published on GN, and WN)
عاطفيةSpecial Agent Violet (sometimes Secret Agent Violet) is one of the FBI's best agents. She's very good at deducing people and observing things most people missed. She's socially inept with no friends. She's very dedicated and loves her work...so much...