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Guvna the Detective Essay

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Guvna heard a knock on his door.
“This is how every case starts,” he muttered, “a single bloody knock that interrupts my tea-time.” Guvna was sitting in his office, a tiny box of a room, with his brand-new gaming laptop in front of him. He ended his game of Mad Parrots and quickly shoved the laptop under his desk. “Come on in!” he said gruffly. A man entered who looked like he hadn’t slept in weeks. He was wearing a Clein Klavin jacket with the hood pulled up so the detective couldn’t see his face.
“Are you this famous ‘Guvna’ I keep hearing about?” the man said. “Check the plate on the door you bloody idiot,” Guvna said while rolling his eyes. “There’s been a murder,” the man said, ignoring Guvna’s previous statement. “We’re in New …show more content…

Based on the order the detectives disappeared in, they got rid of them in order of skill. This was proven when I found out you were the only detective still in town.” “I find that very offensive of them,” said Guvna glaring. In a moment he was happy again, and asked, “Would you like some tea Mr. Mreeman?” “No, thank you, but I must be going now,” Mreeman replied as he pulled his hood back up. “Oh and by the way, if you do somehow manage to solve the case, I will pay you $1,000,000.” Guvna spat out his sip of tea. “Well, it looks like I have a crime to solve.”
By the time Guvna arrived at the scene, the three officers had already eaten all of their donuts and were taking their pre-investigation nap.
When he tried to waken one of them, the officer grabbed his nightstick and clubbed Guvna saying, “Bah, stupid alarm clock. It tried to wake me up! I’ll have to get a new one tomorrow.” Guvna got up, rubbed the bruise on his head, muttered a few unrepeatable words to the police officer, and walked over to the body. He quickly put on his latex gloves and went to work.
Maria was obviously murdered. She was lying facedown with a bullet wound present at the left lower-part of her skull.. A quick look revealed the following clues: a .32 caliber bullet lodged in the ground in front of her nose, and a bullet casing lying to the left of her feet.. “Hmm,” he thought, “fired from close range due to the powder burns.” He checked the bullet casing for fingerprints, but didn’t find

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