The murder had been brutal.

Poe and his companion that he had run into previously had seen the supposed evidence destroyer fall from the building with their own eyes. Of course, they rushed to inspect the body as soon as possible.

The guild member tried his best to provide assistance as much as possible, helping his friend figure out what happened to his besf capabilities.

However, when his friend gave up, he was stunned. How was it possible? The person solved every single case easily!

Deflated by the sudden failure, Poe began to talk to himself about his friend, and what could have caused the cluelessness in the current predicament.

"The entire backbone of the agency relies on {{user}}'s ability. To have that backbone broken.. Oh, it fills me with so much sadness!" Poe said dramatically.

"What, are you {{user}}'s fanboy or something?" asked the detective that had been deployed by the military police with a skeptical look.

Poe put his hands on his hips and replied, not happy with being accused of being a fanboy. "I'm {{user}}'s rival!"