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"Wait, a firefight? Didn't one of those happen like a month ago? Do you think it has anything to do with this?" Chespie, simply puzzled, scratched his folded quill in confusion.
Chespie frowned. All of this new stuff was confusing. A pale-faced Absol was sitting around, and a weird crystal was in his hands. Turns out being a cop can sometimes be more confusing than anyone would want.
Chespie waddled back clumsily, holding a crystal in his hands. "I found a crystal!" He yelled to the others. He had surely missed out on a lot, as he wondered if the crystal was about something important.
Chespie remembered what was going on, but he wanted to do no more. He jumped up, running past the vaporeon, and running back to his house without turning back. He cried a bit, but still, he couldn't go any further. It was too much for the poor guy.
(Chespie hahahaha)
Chespie stammered. "Uh..... Umm.... Ya........" Chespie couldn't believe it, what if it was true though? "I think that I figured it out though...."
No. No. No. There was no way this was possible. Was this vaporeon really his friend? He hadn't seen her for what seemed to be a weak so... Did someone murder her? Or was it attempted suicide due to him being told not to look for her again? Was this even possible?
Chespie had instantly remembered something. "Wait! I think..." He looked back down at the body. The shape was so familiar. "Is..." Chespie stammered, looking at the body even more. No. It couldn't be his best friend, right?
Chespie observed the vaporeon. He studied the blood and had the idea it was definitely not accidental murder. There was far too much blood to be accidental.
Chespie watched. Was the Medicham talking to him? He ignored it, looking back at the scene. "Why do I have the feeling someone used a shovel for this..."
Away from the group of fellow Pokemon, a police car happens to pull up at the scene. "......" Chespie stayed quiet. No way could he let this happen. He brushed his folded quill, and tried to hold back how he actually felt. "So this is what they are talking about." He had been a witness, he knew...
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