Talk:Investigator/@comment-209.237.118.34-20181206192326

Here's an investigator story that's kinda long

'''The Investigator knew you had to look at the small details to get the big picture. This was his motto. He tried to get the sheriff to listen to this, but eventually stopped after the big picture got him multiple arrests and the execution of a lowly Forger. But the investigator persisted on his small details approach and took every little thing with a grain of salt, because seeing a gun and accusing a man of being a murderer for the mafia could easily be disproved by the amount of ammo he held or where that gun lay. You had to dig deeper.'''

'''The Investigator was deep in thought about his own genius process and about to walk out the door when he realized he had glossed over a pair of tattered gloves sitting on the windowsill. They were stained with blotches of black and red which had helped to fade away the brown color these wool gloves were sewn with. The man who owned this house was not home. He didn’t know where he was, but why wouldn’t he bring his gloves to do whatever nightly work he had? '''

'''“Maybe,” he whispered to himself, before falling silent into thought again. Maybe the man wasn’t afraid in the slightest to get his hands dirty after doing his work for so long, whatever it was. He picked up the worn gloves and looked into them. He caught a disgusting mixed whiff of gas, paint, and blood. He kept thinking and eventually came to his conclusion of who this person could be. His mind took the paint as belonging to some sort of gun or nightstick, which any Bodyguard would have on them. The gas prevailed in his nose as he thought of the multiple houses brought to ash by the Arsonist, and his heart skipped a beat at the word “Godfather” as to think he had somehow found the leader of the mafia in plain sight. '''

'''He picked up his hat and placed it on his head before leaving the gloves. Whoever they were, they weren’t afraid to get their hands dirty, so they wouldn’t be needing them anyway.'''