They did not head directly to the crime scene on Shady Avenue. There was not even a shell casing or bloodstain left there now, and with people constantly passing by during the day, it was not suitable for divination.
Leonard had considerable experience handling cases outside the office. He brought the two rookies to the intersection of Shady Avenue and Field Street, where the Police Station responsible for several nearby blocks was located.
After showing their Inspector Badges and explaining their purpose, the officer on duty led them to a small room beside the evidence room. After they waited for a moment, another officer of around thirty, with two V-shaped stripes on his epaulets, entered carrying a small cardboard box.
Seeing that all three people in the room wore Inspector Badges, the officer hurriedly set down the box and saluted, his face showing a trace of surprise and unease.
"Hello, I'm inspector Leonard Mitchell. This is Miss Granger and Mr. Moretti. We are here to retrieve the evidence from the Shady Avenue suicide case of July 21, as well as hear the testimony of the officer who handled the scene."
"Sir!" The officer saluted before continuing, "I was the first officer to arrive at the scene. You can call me Dean. I've brought all the evidence with me."
After speaking, Dean picked up the cardboard box and handed it to Leonard.
"Very good. Please recount what happened at the scene in detail."
Leonard accepted the box, opened it, and laid its contents out on the table. The box was small, and there were only three pieces of evidence: a brand-new brass revolver, three small-caliber shell casings, and a roll of paper that seemed to have something written on it.
As he examined them, he had Dean continue.
"Certainly."
Dean swallowed,