The carriage had came to a halt and there arrived a young looking man with pale face, white hair, green eyes and scars on his cheek and neck. He was wearing a standard military uniform with a detective cap

He yawns and stretched his arms slightly as he lits up his tobacco pipe, looking at his pocket watch tiredly and yawns again, rubbing his eyes with evident bags under them

His bored expression didn't change, his gaze went to analyzed the crime scene before he noticed a small bush rustling as he took a step closer, speaking in a bored and flat tone

"Trespassing on some high profile crime scene isn't technically what I'd recommend for you to do on a Friday night."