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There’s two people in his crime scene. One of them has a camera, the other might be drunk. They shouldn’t be in his crime scene, he’s the detective in this part of town. Johnny would tell them to leave, but they’re talking about monsters. Or rather, the man is rambling about monsters and needing someone or two someone’s to hunt down monsters, and the woman is holding a camera and presumably taking pictures. Johnny Stumbles might be the greatest living detective in (this part) of London, but he’s not tackling zombies and werewolves any time soon. He walks back to his office, where a scotch is waiting for him.
TomatoFujoshi Sat 30 Sep 2017 06:44PM UTC
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