Hours later, it was night time. Harry walked around the combat zone with a flashlight, and found the building that he shot with Phil's gun. He then grabbed a knife, and got the bullet out of the building.
1 saa later
Harry: *Looking at bullet through microscope*
Joe: *Walks in* It's been half an hour. wewe alisema this would only take five minutes.
Harry: Was it really half an hour? Seemed like five dakika to me.
Joe: What are wewe doing anyway?
Harry: Looking at the ballistics from Phil's gun, and comparing it with another ballistic from the killing of Charlie McCoy. Davis, and Sweet use the same gun, so it's possible that either one of them killed Charlie, and the others.
Joe: Right. Well, I'm going to have chajio, chakula cha jioni down at my ma's house. She makes very good beef stew. wewe want some?
Harry: No thanks. I think I saw something that killed my apetite.
inayofuata morning, at the same room.
Briggs: What is it wewe wanted to onyesha me Harry?
Harry: Wait, and see.
Lab Pony: May I help you?
Harry: I'm letting the lieutenant catch up on his research.
Lab Pony: Go on in.
Harry & Briggs: *walk in room*
Harry: Now I was looking at a bullet from Phil Sweet's gun, and comparing it with the bullet from Charlie's death. I want wewe to take a look at it.
Briggs: *Looking at bullets* Yes. Interesting. They do look very similar, but we don't really know if it's them for the time being.
Harry: Yeah, okay.
Briggs: Where did wewe find this?
Harry: At the combat zone in the target range.
Briggs: Harry, don't mess around! We have serious business to do, and you're accusing police officers of killing everypony.
Harry: I already know we have work to do. I've been doing it.
Briggs: Well, do me a favor. You're getting a sekunde chance at arresting Pollanchio. I'll have a tafuta warrant ready within half an hour. I want wewe to bring Pollanchio here alive.
Harry: How about wewe do me a favor? I'd like the four new recruits to be part of my squad.
Briggs: What do wewe want them for?
Harry: They're great at shooting.
Briggs: There's not supposed to be any shooting! Besides, they don't have enough experience. They'll get scared, jump, and accidentally pull the trigger.
Harry: How are they supposed to get any fucking experience if they can't do it?
Briggs: Fine. Have it your way. Those four new recruits will jiunge wewe on the arrest of Pollanchio.
2 B continued
1 saa later
Harry: *Looking at bullet through microscope*
Joe: *Walks in* It's been half an hour. wewe alisema this would only take five minutes.
Harry: Was it really half an hour? Seemed like five dakika to me.
Joe: What are wewe doing anyway?
Harry: Looking at the ballistics from Phil's gun, and comparing it with another ballistic from the killing of Charlie McCoy. Davis, and Sweet use the same gun, so it's possible that either one of them killed Charlie, and the others.
Joe: Right. Well, I'm going to have chajio, chakula cha jioni down at my ma's house. She makes very good beef stew. wewe want some?
Harry: No thanks. I think I saw something that killed my apetite.
inayofuata morning, at the same room.
Briggs: What is it wewe wanted to onyesha me Harry?
Harry: Wait, and see.
Lab Pony: May I help you?
Harry: I'm letting the lieutenant catch up on his research.
Lab Pony: Go on in.
Harry & Briggs: *walk in room*
Harry: Now I was looking at a bullet from Phil Sweet's gun, and comparing it with the bullet from Charlie's death. I want wewe to take a look at it.
Briggs: *Looking at bullets* Yes. Interesting. They do look very similar, but we don't really know if it's them for the time being.
Harry: Yeah, okay.
Briggs: Where did wewe find this?
Harry: At the combat zone in the target range.
Briggs: Harry, don't mess around! We have serious business to do, and you're accusing police officers of killing everypony.
Harry: I already know we have work to do. I've been doing it.
Briggs: Well, do me a favor. You're getting a sekunde chance at arresting Pollanchio. I'll have a tafuta warrant ready within half an hour. I want wewe to bring Pollanchio here alive.
Harry: How about wewe do me a favor? I'd like the four new recruits to be part of my squad.
Briggs: What do wewe want them for?
Harry: They're great at shooting.
Briggs: There's not supposed to be any shooting! Besides, they don't have enough experience. They'll get scared, jump, and accidentally pull the trigger.
Harry: How are they supposed to get any fucking experience if they can't do it?
Briggs: Fine. Have it your way. Those four new recruits will jiunge wewe on the arrest of Pollanchio.
2 B continued