Our character woke up later in the evening, and by that time, their mother had already arrived home. Our character got up from bed, went to the bathroom, and then came out to get dressed. he opened his computer and started watching the footage.
(Why are the camera records always this bad? Damn, I just can't understand why they're always like this. Whatever, let's see what was in the footage.)
Our character began watching the footage. After a while, they paused it, and their eyes started twitching again.
(Damn, that son of a bitch.)
Our character changed their clothes, put on their black hoodie, and prepared to go outside. They quickly went downstairs. Just as they were about to leave, their mother:
Sarah: Where are you going?!
Our character quickly turned to their mother.
****: Mom, I'm just going to the market to grab some snacks, I'll be right back.
Sarah: You better come back right away!
Our character nodded at their mother and quickly went outside. He headed straight to the murder scene.
(Ahh... Yeah, I know it was fast. Don't worry, I'll explain everything, but I need to confirm the person I saw in the footage.)
When our character arrived at the crime scene, the police and cleaning team were still there. Our character put the hoodie's hood on and entered the alley where the party was held the night before.
(Alright, I won't keep you waiting. I think the person who killed Burcu might be the same kid the police were looking for last night. I'm not sure, but I need to confirm it. People who use drugs, generally speaking, feel hungry between 30 minutes and 24 hours after using. So, they might be using somewhere nearby. That means they could still be partying in these alleys, or maybe I'm wrong.)
Our character passed through different alleys and finally saw a house with lights on and smoke coming out. But this wasn't just any house it was a villa, and there were luxury cars and guards everywhere.
(Damn, there's a chance they might be here. What can I do to get in? Hmm… Ah, YES! One of the guards, right? I'll send a message bomb and distract them with a few requests. If it works, I can do it to all the guards and get their attention away.)
Our character approached the house with the party and got close to the guards.
Guard: Hey, stop! Tell me your name, we need to check if you're on the list.
****: Oh, sure, my name is...
Our character pulled out their phone from their pocket.
(The attack package is on its way.)
As soon as all the guards' phones started buzzing with messages and notifications, they all looked at their phones. Our character quickly glanced at the list in one of the guards' hands. After a few seconds, the guards' phones stopped ringing, and one of them turned to our character.
Guard: Can you say your name again?
****: Sure, "Logan Ashford."
The guard looked at the list and signaled for our character to go through.
Guard: Go ahead, sir.
Our character entered the villa, and once inside, they saw drugs, alcohol, and dancing dancers everywhere. But their eyes were searching for someone.
(Hopefully, you're here.)
Our character smiled broadly, eyes lighting up as they spotted someone, and started walking towards them.
(I was going to tell you, but I didn't have time. The person we're looking for, I already cracked them. Yeah, yeah, don't be mad at me. I was going to tell you, but I didn't have time. Anyway, cracking them was ridiculously easy. Their password was "camcı4323te." Honestly, I thought they were some kind of gangster, but they're not. I have pictures with knives, rich family cards, all of it. And now, they're in my hands.)
Our character was so excited and smiling that they sat down in front of someone, crossed their legs, and started speaking.
****: Hello, "Rafael Voss" Nice to meet you.