[center][b][u]12:52 AM, March 12th 2020
East Haven Residential[/u][/b]

[b]The Question[/b]

"... I'm an accountant. I don't understand why everyone thinks the trenchcoat and hat makes me a detective." The Question said, trying not to laugh. He waited for a moment, long enough for Arcana to at least look a little down, before saying: "Messing with you. Have some basic investigative skills."

He looked around the room, noting the obvious signs of a struggle. "To start, it's obvious it wasn't you. From what I understand you have the power of a God. If you wanted, you could turn them into paste with a single punch, or into ash from a single bolt of lightning."

The Question turned his attention away from Lady Arcana, looking around the room in an attempt to find something out of place... Aside from the struggle, that is.

Besides the electrical potmarks on the wall, there were signs of scrappings on the doorseal, indicating that someone had a bit of a hard time fitting into the bedroom. While the commissioner might have had a bit of weight trouble, it wasn't quite that extreme.

Beneath his mask, the detective raised an eyebrow. "Commissioner must've been a big guy... Or the person who did this was bigger than him. My money's on the latter." He said, pointing out the scraping on the doorseal.

[b]Arcana[/b]

"Eh?" Lady Arcana moved to examine the door frame. Running her fingers along the grooves that marred either side, she frowned. "Wow, I don't think being big alone would be enough to make [i]these[/i], right? I mean flesh doesn't usually do that."

Indeed, it looked like something [i]hard[/i] had cut into the wood. Maybe metal?

[b]Question[/b]

"Correct. It looks like these were intentional, so the person did it themselves. Or maybe..." Question trailed off, tracing a finger over the scrapings. "Maybe the person was both big and made of metal, or something similar. There's been various reports of people like you. Not too farfetched to assume one is made of metal and has some control over lightning."

[b]Arcana[/b]

A person made of metal? Well, it really wouldn't be the strangest thing she had ever seen. It certainly was possible. Only one real question still nagged at her, though: "Why? Why would this metal person want to kill the police commissioner? Do you think they [i]meant[/i] to frame me?"

[b]Question[/b]

"Highly likely." Question stated. "Perhaps they wanted to frame you and make you lose public approval, so they can become the city's new hero. Most likely a superiority complex of some sort."

[b]Arcana[/b]

She folded her arms at this, considering his suggestion. "Well, I [i]guess[/i] that could be their plan. But wouldn't it be weird that they [i]also[/i] use lightning?

[b]Question[/b]

"That's where you're wrong. They can't control lightning. They used something else to electrocute the commissioner and his wife to death." Question looked around the room once more, muttering to himself: "But what...?"[/center]