#detective.

[herearedragons]

you would say that, would you, Lady Detective Drakona.

[kim-kitsuragi1908]

October 19th, 1959, 7:11 PM - To: [email protected] From: [email protected]

Detective, due to the lack of… *ahem*, “subtlety” in your interactions on the new systems even after the past couple messages, I’ve taken the liberty of making you a new account so you can ‘perform your business’ elsewhere without Jean giving you *too* much of a hard time. The account is “[email protected]” and the password is “f##kthew0rld1907”; the login is in the same place you find the login to your *work* account (heavy emphasis on the work *only*, going forward), so make sure you log in to make sure it works as soon as possible.

- Worm regards, Kimball

[conanbluebox]

Miscellaneous Monday

Thank you, 

Small,

Detective.

A message spelled out to us being translated from a code. Read from right to left.

[mendcx-blog1]

Oumamisai Aesthetic for @amheus && @scftspken // Personals don’t reblog

[fictfrenzy]

started playing detective pikachu and i CANT ESCAPE DC BRO 😭

[break-between-the-walls]

I bet she would. What are you thinking?

"I don't know," Jackie says quietly. "I just... if that was such an important thing to be encoded... that this Subject 10 didn't die... then... I don't know, I feel like we should know more about it. And since we shouldn't go back to the compound, this would be the second-best place to get information, right?" He chuckles. "We broke into Prior's house a while ago already. Or, uh, Magician did. Now that we know where she lives... I mean, I guess we could've asked Phoebe for the address... but you know what I mean! She might have files or emails or something!"

[break-between-the-walls]

I mean… as much as I don’t feel great spying on a lady just living in her home, she does kidnap people. Little hard to feel bad about it after that.

Jackie nods. "That's what I was thinking, too."

He follows the car at a steady pace, making sure to stay out of line of sight of the rear view mirrors. Not that he needs to worry. Ayer is lost in thought. So much so that she quickly switches lanes to turn a couple times, almost forgetting about her turn coming up.

They reach an area of town with red-roofed white-walled houses, all surrounded by brick walls. It's a very quaint area. "Not where I expected her to live, honestly," Jackie mutters. "But I guess older places like this might be cheap? Maybe she's frugal."

She pulls to the side of the road in front of one of the houses, parking and hurrying over, still looking distracted. She takes a set of keys out of her pocket, unlocking the front gate and walking down the path to the front door, which she also unlocks as she goes inside.

"...did she leave the gate open?" Jackie mutters, watching from behind a street light. "I mean... I could hop the wall anyway but still." He pauses. "Hey... do you remember that message? Ten Did Not Die? As the head doctor, she would know about that, right?"