Looks like today was a day full of tedious work at the Gotham Police Department. The crime scene was fenced off, and a crowd of onlookers and journalists had already gathered around, which increased the feeling of irritation...

But it is not all that bad. It seems Edward found something on the victim's body. What could it be?

A raven flies, all armored, Whomever it pecks, death. Who will answer? - He says with a smile before looking at his colleagues, apparently wanting to hear the answer to his riddle.