The Death of Alberto

"Commissioner Bullock, someone's here to see you. He says he's an important witness in today's case." An officer found Harvey Bullock.

"Again?" Upon hearing there was an important witness, Harvey Bullock felt no surprise. Instead, he got a headache. "Got it. I'll be right there."

When he entered the reception window, he saw a tall white man nearly two meters high sitting inside. He was dressed in a pink suit and looked as ridiculous as a person possibly could.

"Hello, may I ask if you are..."

"I'm the owner of Monica's Cafe. I actually witnessed the murderer at the time, but I was afraid of revenge, so I said I hadn't seen anything."

"Oh... So what did the murderer look like?" Harvey Bullock's heart gave a sudden lurch.

"I know him. He was Alberto Falcone."

"Alberto... who?" Harvey Bullock thought he had misheard.

"Alberto Falcone, Carmine Falcone's son. I was worried about retaliation from the Falcone family, which is why I waited so long to come to you."

Harvey Bullock felt as if his brain had crashed. After a pause, he asked, "Are you sure?"

"Of course."

"Then... I'll go find him and ask him about it."

"By the way, Officer, I request that my identity not be disclosed."

"I understand." Harvey Bullock nodded.

After greeting several colleagues working on the case, Harvey Bullock decided to go to the Falcone family's house alone. Not one of his colleagues volunteered to go with him. Instead, they began privately discussing how to divide up his Office and office supplies.

They had already prepared themselves for Harvey Bullock not to return. Going to the Falcone family's house to arrest the Roman's son? Even looking for death shouldn't be done that way.

"Boss, have a good journey!"

"Commissioner Bullock, I'll miss you."

"Harvey, that