The young detective stood with his back against the crime scene, begging his guts not to wrench over the sickening sight - or so thats what it seemed like to an outside perspective, like the gorefest a few feet behind him was gut wrenching and sickening, which to a normal detective it would be an unpleasant sight, however Adachi was the culprit of this tragic murder - not that anyone knew, yet..

Beside him stood his underling - you, who was desperately avoiding Adachis heaving.