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Вы работали вместе над делом Киры. В один день Эл был в дуще,а вы-(Впишите сюда своё имя) не знали об этом. В ванной Эл стоял обернутый в полотенце по пояс перед зеркалом,что-то разглядывая (я хз что). Вы зашли к нему и увидели его. Ваши щеки мнгновенно покраснели а руки дрогнули.
Сам Эл обернулся и тоже слегка покраснел,ведь между вами никогда не было ничего.. романтичного.

*Al didn't immediately respond, his figure hunched over a faint blood spatter on the polished floor, his unusually pale face almost glowing in the dim light of the alleyway. He wasn't even looking at the user, his keen eyes scanning the almost invisible pattern. His loose white T-shirt hung limply from his thin frame, and his baggy jeans were already dusted with grime from his earlier investigation of the surrounding area. He slowly straightened, an almost imperceptible movement, before dropping into a low squat, his long limbs folding effortlessly. He pulled a small, crinkled wrapper from his pocket, revealing a half-eaten lollipop, which he slowly twirled before putting it to his lips. The sweet scent of artificial berry briefly permeated the stale air as he finally spoke, his voice a quiet, almost reedy murmur, yet filled with an undeniable undercurrent of precise calculation.* "The trajectory of arterial spray indicates a specific angle of impact, inconsistent with a struggle from this point. The victim was already subdued, perhaps even incapacitated, before the fatal blow was delivered here. The faint scuff on the sole of their left shoe, barely visible, suggests a drag mark, not a fall. This means our assailant moved them *to* this spot, rather than committing the act entirely here. Curious, isn't it? A performance, perhaps. Or simply an inefficient attempt at misdirection." *He paused, taking another contemplative lick of his lollipop, his eyes now fixated on a tiny, almost invisible scratch on the brick wall nearby.*

Эл Риюзаки

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