Blood on the Trading Floor/Transcript

Main Article: Blood on the Trading Floor Samuel King : Congratulations on your promotion,  ! And welcome to the Financial Center! Samuel King : I'm sure you're going to enjoy this district with its great parks, flashy casinos, high end bars and its billion dollar trading business! Jones : Didn't anybody tell them the economy is in a massive crisis? Samuel King : Maybe someone did: there's been a murder at the Stock Exchange Center. And from what I hear it's pretty barbaric. Samuel King : , show this district what you're made of by catching this killer!

Chapter 1
' Investigate Trading Floor. ' Jones : I guess it's not only the economy that has been gutted! Come on, let's pack the body off to autopsy.  Jones : The victim's Samuel Rye and worked here as a stock trader. He swiped his ID badge to get in, which means he came here willingly.  Jones : What do you say we search through our victim's wallet? Maybe we'll get lucky and find a lead!

Autopsy the Victim's Body. Nathan : The victim was clearly out partying right before he was murdered, as evidenced by the high levels of alcohol and barbiturates I found in his system. Nathan : But even numbed by drugs, Samuel suffered a great deal. He was in so much pain that he broke both arms trying to break free! Nathan : And talking about his arms... I found something odd. There are traces of dental floss on his wrists. I'm guessing the killer used this before they got some rope. Jones : Our killer uses dental floss? Oh great, what a relief to know they take their personal hygiene seriously! Nathan : There's one more thing. The way Samuel was disemboweled? That kind of cut could only be made with an extremely thin, sharp blade... such as samurai sword.

Examine Wallet. Jones : It's a poker chip from the Greene Casino. Since it was in our victim's wallet, I wonder if he was out gambling last night...<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : Traders play around with money all day for work... and then they play around with money all night for fun!<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : I agree, <Name>, we should go ask the Casino Manager if the victim was out gambling last night! I think her name is Brooke Chase.

Ask Brooke Chase about the victim.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : A certain Samuel Rye was found dead in the Stock Exchange Center and we believe he was a customer here. Did you know him?<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Brooke Chase : I had never heard of him until last night. A certain Jack Ryan phoned to make a reservation for himself and Samuel Rye.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : Jack Ryan? Our files show that he and Sam worked together! Did you happen to see what Jack looked like, m'am?<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Brooke Chase : No. But if you ask me, all stock traders look the same: a bunch of psychopaths in nice suits.

Jones : I agree, <Name>, it seems like Brooke Chase doesn't have much sympathy for stock traders and I don't blame her...<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : At least now we've got a few leads to keep us busy! Which one do you want to start with: the casino or Jack Ryan?

Talk to Jack about the victim.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jack Ryan : Sam's dead? And you're saying I was at the casino with him last night? Maybe, I don't know.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : You're telling me you don't remember?!<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jack Ryan : Not a thing. I mixed my barbiturates with my drink, and from then on, the whole night is one big crazy blur. Sorry, Officers.

Jones : I agree, Jack couldn't be any more suspicious if he tried. Let's keep a close eye on him!

Investigate Table Games.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : Look at this note: "Sammy, how can you pretend I don't exist after EVERYTHING we went through together!". It's not signed though.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : I bet this "Sammy" is Samuel Rye! <Name>, we should analyze the note for a possible fingerprint signature!

Examine Note.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : Well done, <Name>! Let's send this fingerprint to Alex, see if he can find out who wrote the note.

Analyze Fingerprint.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Alex : So I analyzed that fingerprint you got from the note, and it belongs to a certain Kate Murphy.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Alex : I pulled her file from the database and surprise: she works at the Greene Casino!<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : Judging from her note, Kate knew the victim well... and wasn't happy with him! <Name>, let's go find out why!

Talk to Kate about the note.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Kate Murphy : Sam and I used to be in a relationship and it was... perfect! I have never been so in love.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Kate Murphy : But Sammy started becoming more interested in money than in me... until that was ALL he was interested in.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Kate Murphy : I helplessly watched him turn into a soulless stock trader... And in the end, he couldn't see any "value" in our relationship so he left...<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Kate Murphy : He destroyed me! ... And then he waltzes in here with his creepy friend Jack Ryan, and pretends I don't even exist!

Jones : Wow, it doesn't sound like Kate took the breakup with Sam well at all!<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : And now we know that on top of not having guts, Sam didn't have a heart!

Chapter 2
Samuel King : <Name>, we've got a situation here! Alden Greene, the owner of the casino, is concerned the case is going to make the news and he's adamant that you solve it before that ever happens!<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Samuel King : Here's everything you need to know about him: he practically created the Financial Center and owns a large part of it through his company Greene Holding.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Samuel King : This man is powerful, and I don't want to get on his bad side. Go talk to him, and take Jones with you!<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Samuel King : Oh and one last thing. Ramirez wants to talk to you before you leave the office. Good luck out there!

Ramirez : Ah, there you are <Rank> <Name>! A taxi driver recognized the victim's portrait. Turns out he drove Sam the night of the murder.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Ramirez : The driver dropped him off in front of the disused Gecko Street Station. Apparently Sam was talking about an underground party.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : <Name>, I wouldn't be surprised if traders used this station for their parties. In fact, I bet you that THIS was the party Jack Ryan was talking about!

Alden wants to talk about the case.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Alden Greene : <Rank> <Name>, it's nice to finally meet you. I've read all about your cases in the papers and how you cleaned up the Industrial Area!<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Alden Greene : I've been told that the Greene Casino is now part of your investigation. And if my casino is in the spotlight, so am I, which is very bad for business...<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Alden Greene : That is why I've put the casino at your full disposition. I'm sure you can appreciate that I would like to keep this whole affair discreet, <Rank>.

Investigate Casino Lounge.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : Good job, <Name>! We should get Alex to process this footage and see if Samuel Rye pops up on camera at all.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : You're right, Nathan DID tell us the murder weapon could possibly be a samurai sword... and here the sword is missing from its sheath!<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : The killer may have stolen the sword from here! We should search the sheath for clues!

Examine Samurai Sword Sheath.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : Well done, <Name>! I have no idea what this substance is but hopefully Grace will know!

Analyze Unknown Substance.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Grace : I ran a few tests on the substance you collected from the samurai sheath...<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Grace : ... and by studying its chemical composition, I was able to determine that the substance is face cream!<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : So our killer uses face cream... Great! First dental floss, now this! It's a shame our killer doesn't take their sanity as seriously as their hygiene!

Analyze Surveillance Camera.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Alex : It was hard to identify any recognizable faces because casino cameras are designed to monitor people's hands...<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Alex : However, there was one instance when I got a clean shot of Sam being yelled at by the casino manager, Brooke Chase.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Alex : And you haven't heard the worst of it: she was also holding a samurai sword in her hands!<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : A SAMURAI SWORD!!! <Name>, it looks like Brooke Chase has more than a little explaining to do!

Talk to Brooke about her yelling at the victim.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Brooke Chase : I hope you don't mind me flossing while I talk to you, but I'm a busy woman and my time is limited.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : Charming... And as busy as you may be, it seems you still found the time to threaten Samuel Rye with a samurai sword!<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Brooke Chase : With a samurai sword?! Please, <Rank>, that was just an umbrella!<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Brooke Chase : It was very unprofessional of me, but Samuel was drunk and acting like an animal. He pushed me too far and I snapped...

Jones : I don't know if Brooke is telling us the truth but at least we now know she uses dental floss...<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : That, combined with her distaste for stock traders... It makes her a serious suspect, don't you think?

Investigate Abandoned Platform.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> <u style="font-style:inherit;">Before Investigation <span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : Wow, the place is covered in confetti... it must have been one helluva party alright!<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> <u style="font-style:inherit;">After Investigation <span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : How much did they drink?! I mean look at this box of empty bottles! It's not going to be fun searching through it...<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : Nathan told us the victim had ingested a high dose of barbiturates. Maybe this prescription bottle you found could be of interest to us!<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : <Name>, think you can decypher the barcode so we can trace the owner?

Examine Prescription Bottle.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : Great work, <Name>! How about we send this barcode from the prescription bottle we found to Alex, see if he can trace who it belongs to?

Analyze Barcode.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Alex : The prescription bottle you found in the disused station is for barbiturates and according to the chemist, it belongs to a Harry Krane.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Alex : I did a search on the name, and I also learnt that Harry's a stock trader who worked with Sam.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : And so they were both at the party together! <Name>, you ready to go question him?

Talk to Harry about being at the party with the victim.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Harry Krane : Sam is dead? I guess the wonderkid is no longer so wonderful.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : I thought you'd be saddenned by the news. Not only did you work together, you also partied together.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Harry Krane : Look, I am sad. Really. But he was competition, so obviously there's a part of me that's kind of happy Sam's gone.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : Well congratulations, you've just beat the competition to become our number one suspect!

Jones : Jeez, how come stock traders are so creepy? Kate was right, they come across as soulless.

' Examine Box of Empty Bottles. '<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : I hope you didn't cut yourself searching through all those bottles! <span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : That's definitely blood on that zodiac pendant. Still, best to get official confirmation from Grace.

Analyze Zodiac Pendant.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Grace : I've managed to deduce that the zodiac pendant you found in the station is from your killer.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Grace : The killer got the victim's blood on their pendant when they sliced Samuel open!<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Grace : And this creeps me out... but your killer returned to party afterwards, which is when they lost the pendant.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Grace : But lucky for us, because we know now that your killer is a Sagittarius!

Chapter 3
Jones : This case is one big riddle! Nothing adds up... but I refuse to believe that our killer is smarter than you, <Name>!<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : I guess the Stock Exchange Center needs to open back up for business so we should probably hurry up and finish our work there.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Ramirez : <Rank> <Name>, I've just arrested a Kate Murphy for breaking into Gecko Street Station and she's asking to speak with you.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : Thanks Ramirez! Well, <Name>, it's decision time: the Stock Exchange or Kate first?

Kate needs to talk to you.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Kate Murphy : Okay, I'll confess! I sell barbiturates to the stock traders at their parties. I was scared you'd find me out, so I went back to the station to cover my tracks.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Kate Murphy : It was the last time, I promise! It's just I really needed the extra money. I want to stop working for the casino, I can't stand it any longer!<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : Is it really that bad? What is Brooke Chase like as a boss?<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Kate Murphy : She's a complete hygiene freak! She forces us to floss every hour, and we have to use the same face cream as her.

Jones : <Name>, you surely noticed that Kate has a Sagittarius brooch on her vest, didn't you?<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : Hm, I agree, <Name>, she's acting awfully suspicious! Let's go back to the subway, see if she left us any clues...

Investigate Subway Benches.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : Someone tore out the page from this notepad... but it seems some of the words are still slightly visible on the next page...<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : Hm... you're right, <Name>! Sprinkling carbon powder on that page might reveal the words that were written!<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : I don't know if it will work but are you willing to try out this new forensic skill, <Name>?

Examine Notepad.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> <u style="font-style:inherit;">Before Examine <span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : If you brush the page with the carbon powder, the words might reveal themselves!<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> <u style="font-style:inherit;">After Examine <span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : Well done <Name>! Check this out: "bet 10,000 dollars at Stock Exchange" Signed Sam and Harry...<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : You're right, <Name>, this could mean that Harry went to the Stock Exchange with Sam the night of the murder!<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : Don't tell me Harry might have killed Sam... all because of this stupid bet?!

Talk to Harry about the bet.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Harry Krane : You think we would leave a wild party just for a meaningless bet?! You've got no clue how we stock traders work.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : I'm starting to get the idea. What was the bet for anyway?<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Harry Krane : It was work related... I'm sorry, but you've got a seed stuck in your teeth. Why don't I give you some floss for it?<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : You little... Keep this up and you're the one who will be stuck... behind bars!

Investigate Dealing Room.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : Well done, <Name>! I think this could very well be the victim's smartphone. Do you think you could unlock it for us?<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : And what about this? It looks like some kind of contract... What do you say we piece it back together?

Examine Smartphone.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : Well done, <Name>! How about we hand the phone over to Alex, see what he can find?

Analyze Smartphone.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Alex : Man, these smartphones are really smart! The victim's phone you found in the Stock Exchange has an app on it that takes a picture any time someone tries to hack into the phone.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Alex : Turns out your killer punched in the wrong code and got their picture taken... Sadly, the picture was taken at an odd angle so it only got your killer's tie.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Alex : I also retrieved a SMS that Sam sent to Jack Ryan. It reads: "I can't keep covering for you! Either you come clean or I will but I refuse to get fired because of you!"<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : No wonder Jack wasn't sad to hear of Sam's death! Well, <Name>, how about we go question Jack again? Give him a reason to be sad.

Talk to Jack about the victim's phone threat.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : Okay Jack, the game's up! We know that Sam was threatening to stop covering for you!<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jack Ryan : I had a bad day, lost a few million trading, Sam found out and I asked him to keep it a secret until I won it back. It's no big deal.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jack Ryan : ... I don't get it though, Harry and I were both meant to be super lucky that day, like the horoscope said...<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : Oh yeah, and what star sign are you both?<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jack Ryan : Sagittarius, obviously: like all the other powerful men in the world.

Jones : Jack loses a few million in a day... and doesn't even seem to care?! What's wrong with these stock traders?!

' Examine Torn Contract. '<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : Good job, <Name>! Well, it's an unsigned contract between Samuel Rye and... <span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : ... ALDEN GREENE?! <span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : It sounds like Sam was on the cusp of signing Greene as his client! This is HUGE! <span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : Alden said he wanted to see us because of the casino. BULLSH*T! He just wanted to keep track of the case to protect himself!

Talk to Alden about his business relationship with the victim.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : Mr. Greene, we would have appreciated you telling us that you were planning on going into business with Samuel Rye.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Alden Greene : I apologize for not telling you, but these kind of deals need to stay secret, otherwise I could risk losing big money.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Alden Greene : I needed a new stock trader to manage my money, and it was between Harry Krane, Samuel Rye and Jack Ryan.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Alden Greene : In the end I went for Sam as he was by far the best.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Alden Greene : We were going to sign the contract today... but obviously things didn't go according to plan with Sam.

Jones : Sam getting that contract... Sounds like the kind of thing stock traders could kill for.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Ramirez : <Rank> <Name>, I've got the information you asked for concerning which suspects use face cream!<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Ramirez : And it turns out all your suspects use face cream except for Mr. Greene.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : Thanks Ramirez! So <Rank> <Name>, where does that leave us?

Brooke Chase : <Rank> <Name>, oh thank god you're here!!! When I opened up the casino this morning, I noticed blood dripping from the Samurai...<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Brooke Chase : ... and that's when I noticed the samurai sword was back in its place... but it's now covered in blood!<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : The killer returned the murder weapon!?! Wow, they're definitely cocky enough to think they'll never get caught!<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : <Name>, let's quickly analyze the sword and prove to the killer once and for all that we are smarter than them!

Examine Samurai Sword.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : Well done, <Name>! Let's not lose any time and get this hair from the murder weapon analyzed!

Analyze Bloody Hair.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Grace : From what I hear, you're really close to solving this case! Now, about that hair you got off the samurai sword?<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Grace : Well, it belongs to the killer! I calculated the natural damage and decomposition of the hair's follicles to determine the age...<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Grace : ... and thanks to that, we now know that your killer is 30 years old!<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : Thanks Grace! This is it, <Rank> <Name>, I think we're ready to go and put our killer behind bars!

Arrest the killer.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Harry Krane : Huh, what a surprise! You're actually not as dumb as you look.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : Ah traders, ever so charming... You lot think you can get away with anything, don't you?<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Harry Krane : Because we ARE smarter than the rest, but I guess even we make mistakes. Like Sam did when he bragged about his deal with Alden Greene...<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Harry Krane : So I got Sam high and took him for one last night out. To celebrate.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : What I don't get is how come no one saw you at the casino?<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Harry Krane : They all saw my face, I just gave them the wrong name: Jack Ryan. I knew Jack would be too drunk to remember what he did that night.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : I'll never get how some people can talk about committing such gruesome crimes with smiles on their faces...

Judge Hall : Harry Krane, for your despicable crime, the Court hereby sentences you to life imprisonment with no chance of parole.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Harry Krane : ... It's a shame you're arresting me so soon, I had something beautiful planned for Alden Greene.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : Uh... I don't think your sense of what's "beautiful" is the same as ours.

Jones : That was intense! And if this is a taste of what's to come, I hope I'll be able to take it!<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : Still, I doubt everybody in this district is a raging psychopath... Right?<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : On the other hand, with an awesome <Rank> like you, it won't be long before they're all behind bars!

Additional Investigation
Ramirez : I'm so impressed you solved yet another case, <Rank> <Name>!<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Ramirez : Mrs. Chase, Ms. Murphy and Mr. Ryan all want to talk to you now that they've seen first-hand your awesome detective skills!<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : Look how popular you are, <Name>! Well, which one do you want to talk to first?

Talk to Kate Murphy.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Kate Murphy : Oh, <Rank> <Name>, I didn't know who else to turn to: I'm in such deep trouble!<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Kate Murphy : I've lost my key to the Casino and if ever Mrs. Chase finds out, I'm as good as dead!<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : Don't worry Kate, <Rank> <Name> will help you find it. Now, do you have any idea where you might have lost it?<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Kate Murphy : Oh thank you!!! I'm pretty sure I lost the key on the platforms of Gecko Street Station...

Investigate Abandoned Platform.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : Good job, <Name>! And since YOU found the garbage bag, YOU get to search through it!

Examine Trash Bag.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : Nicely done, <Name>! It's definitely a key... but is it Kate's key?<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : We've got the database of all the casino keys. If we compare the key you found to them, we'll be able to determine if it really comes from there!<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : With a new district comes a new challenge, are you ready for it, <Name>?

Examine Key.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : Great work, <Name>! Now that we're sure it's Kate's key, how about we go give it back?

' Give Kate her key back. '<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Kate Murphy : Oh thank you for finding my key, you're so amazing! I don't know what I'd do without you. <span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : It's our pleasure, Kate. Now you take care of yourself, you hear? <span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Kate Murphy : If you're hungry, <Rank> <Name> you're welcome to share my food. I always cook too much!

Talk to Jack Ryan.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jack Ryan : Something awful has happened, <Rank>! I've lost my club card!<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jack Ryan : I'd buy another one if I could, but I can't: it's an extremely rare gold-plated edition.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : When it comes to murder you're as cool as a cucumber, but when it comes to a stupid card, THEN you freak out?!<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jack Ryan : I've heard you're the best at what you do <Rank> <Name>, so I'm willing to pay accordingly.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : Pfff, it's not about the money for <Name>, it's about the CHALLENGE!

Jones : I agree, <Name>, it would be best to search for Jack's club card at the Stock Exchange Center!

Investigate Trading Floor.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : It looks like someone broke the card... Good, Jack deserves it!<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : Oh, alright: you're a better person than I am, <Name>! Can you fix the card for him then?

Examine Broken Club Card.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : No wonder you don't mind repairing broken objects... it only takes you a few seconds!<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : There's no name on the card?! Which genius made these! Ugh, come on, please let's just forget about it...<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : Fine, you win, <Name>! Let's see if we can recover these missing numbers.

Examine Club Card Number.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : Amazing as always, <Name>! Now it's up to Alex to see if this card really does belong to Jack or not.

Analyze Club Card Number.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Alex : The club card belongs to Jack Ryan... he'll be happy to get it back, people are prepared to pay millions for a membership!<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : Ugh, paying a million dollars... just to be part of some club?! Jack could do with a wake-up call.

' Give Jack his club card. '<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : Challenge COMPLETED! ... Though how you could spend so much money on a card is beyond me. <span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jack Ryan : Whatever, you obviously don't appreciate expensive things. Here, why don't you go treat yourselves to something nice?

Talk to Brooke Chase.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Brooke Chase : Because the killer stole the samurai sword from here, I checked to see if anything else was missing...<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Brooke Chase : ... and that's when I noticed that there was Samuel's blood on the Samurai!<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : But that's impossible: Samuel wasn't even killed here!<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Brooke Chase : I so want that to be true. Please, <Rank> <Name>, can you confirm it isn't blood on the Samurai?<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : Don't worry m'am, <Rank> <Name> will get right on it!

Investigate Casino Lounge.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : Mrs. Chase wasn't lying: it really could be blood! Better collect a sample for confirmation.

Examine Samurai Helmet.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : Good work, now let's send this blood sample to the lab... see if it really does belong to Sam!

Analyze Blood Sample.<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Grace : The blood you took from the Samurai Helmet isn't from the victim...<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : Don't tell me there's ANOTHER murder that needs investigating!<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Grace : Relax, I don't even think <Name> could solve this murder... Because it happened 500 years ago when the Samurai died!<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : Ha, very funny Grace! Okay, <Name>, are you ready to go tell Mrs. Chase?

' Inform Brooke about the Samurai. '<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : Mrs. Chase, there was indeed blood on the Samurai Helmet... but it belongs to the Samurai. <span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Brooke Chase : Oh my god, to Samuel Rye?! <span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : No, to the Samurai. <span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Brooke Chase : Oh, what wonderful news! It'll make the exhibit so much more valuable! Thank you, <Rank> <Name>! <span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Brooke Chase : You're welcome in my Casino anytime! And here, please take this!

Jones : Let's hope our next case in the Financial Center is less gruesome... but somehow I doubt it. <span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : Something tells me that while the people here are richer than the ones in the Industrial Area, their killers are just as twisted, if not more! <span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:monospace,Courier;line-height:19.1875px;"> Jones : Well, until our next case, what do you say we go have some hot dogs, <Name>? My treat!