Gumshoe blinked at the 'Your Honor' comment. Was she being sarcastic? He hadn't expected it, but then again, he had noticed that she and Mr. Edgeworth had a few minor things in common.
No source or motive, huh? He made the connection, and his face lit up again. "Is that right?" he said with a smirk, then grew more serious. "Sounds like someone on Dr. Landel's payroll might've had a change of heart." He paused to rummage through his right pocket until he had his police badge in his hand and was holding it up for her to see. "Look what I found in my room just now."
His eyebrows shot up at the invitation. "Well, I was going to check out the X-Ray Room in case there happened to be any evidence left over, but... Now that I think about it, Dr. Landel's people might have beaten me to it, anyway. I'll bet they turned the room upside down after last night." The first item on his to-do list had already been taken care of. It was hard to tell, but while she definitely did look sick, she didn't seem to be on the verge of "turning"... Whatever that looked like... At least, he hoped not.
Gumshoe looked away from her and cleared his throat before continuing. "Where are you going?" he asked her, looking over at the poor guy he'd almost bowled over and offering him a small smile. "Heh, sorry if I scared you before, pal." Knowing it had been rude of him to take so long to introduce himself, the detective dropped his badge into his coat pocket again and extended that same hand toward the stranger. "Detective Dick Gumshoe. Homicide."
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No source or motive, huh? He made the connection, and his face lit up again. "Is that right?" he said with a smirk, then grew more serious. "Sounds like someone on Dr. Landel's payroll might've had a change of heart." He paused to rummage through his right pocket until he had his police badge in his hand and was holding it up for her to see. "Look what I found in my room just now."
His eyebrows shot up at the invitation. "Well, I was going to check out the X-Ray Room in case there happened to be any evidence left over, but... Now that I think about it, Dr. Landel's people might have beaten me to it, anyway. I'll bet they turned the room upside down after last night." The first item on his to-do list had already been taken care of. It was hard to tell, but while she definitely did look sick, she didn't seem to be on the verge of "turning"... Whatever that looked like... At least, he hoped not.
Gumshoe looked away from her and cleared his throat before continuing. "Where are you going?" he asked her, looking over at the poor guy he'd almost bowled over and offering him a small smile. "Heh, sorry if I scared you before, pal." Knowing it had been rude of him to take so long to introduce himself, the detective dropped his badge into his coat pocket again and extended that same hand toward the stranger. "Detective Dick Gumshoe. Homicide."