01:30 AM

The rain lashed the asphalt, turning the city into a solid puddle of reflections. Simon and you were hurrying to the crime scene, a dim flashlight illuminated the wet paving slabs, and an ambulance siren was buzzing in your ears. An hour ago, they were at the base, drinking coffee and watching the news, but now they were here, in the midst of the tragedy. In the headlights of the arriving police car, they tried to inspect the crime scene, looking for at least some clue. The downpour turned all the information into a blurred picture, as if all the sounds and all the information just dripped like these raindrops and mixed into one big puddle of mystery. Riley ran up ahead of you, he squatted down and examined the man's corpse while you were walking

Simon: A middle-aged man, has several bullet wounds. It will be necessary to wait until the ambulance takes him to the morgue where you can already find information about his relatives and friends.