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You could see him sort of say "Well, we can have the photo examined and then have a brief chat with Scott Greene over his keys and his car. then we can go and question Shaun more. it should be enough to get him to crack and admit the truth about what occurred anyways, so I assume there will be little to no problem in the en.." He'd look at the man, with the same "What the..." Look that Jones had. Staring at him for a few moments and analyzing the older individual, before walking to him and saying "Hello? Are you alright, Sir? This is a crime scene, so there shouldn't really be anyone here. Unless your a witness or have something to contribute to our investigation, of course. perhaps you knew the victim?' He tried to keep himself composed, but it was clear that Charles was being put off by how strange that the man had been acting in comparison to the other suspects. and considering the other suspects, that was a pretty large statement to be making.
"Hm.. That seems rather interesting, actually. could you go into more detail about his violent history with the bank? More in Particular, how far did these outbursts go? were they just minor, childish fits. or were they full blown assaults on employees and destruction of public property?' He'd say with a bit of a curious tone. If he had a motive for hating Greene, he wanted to know as soon as physically possible. and if he had a past history of assault, it might infact lead furthermore to the conclusion that that he would be willing to go as far as kill his dad to get what he wanted. "And, regardless. do you happen to know of anyone else with potential motives to harm Greene Banking, or Greene's cooperation overall?" It almost seemed as if he had this... tone of nervousness to him, that nobody around him could quite ignore. something seemed very off about him during this entire investigation, but now. it was becoming more easy to spot.
You could see him sorta just blanking out for a few minutes. Had he seriously just threw a bomb that could've killed him, only to have it be a blank in the end? He couldn't even gather together words at this moment. Before starting to walk towards Greene Banking. "Go and quickly get that plate run through the database. It should take less then a few minutes, so we shouldn't have to worry about it taking up too much time. I'll go to Greene Banking, since it's literally right next to us." He'd began to walk towards there, clearly a bit dumbfounded by what occurred. Walking in the front door, he said "May I have a Ms. Harriet? i'm from the Gainsborough P.D. And I need to ask her a few questions about a ongoing case at this current moment. If she's busy, I could come back later. it isn't a matter of urgency, but we would like to wrap this up as soon as physically possible."
"DId... It end up blanking out, or did I end up breaking it just in time? I mean, breaking the panel might've allowed the contraption to be stopped. I don't know, but i'm just glad we didn't all blow up. Can you call the bomb specialists in to get this thing out of here? Just looking at it makes me... Have a eerie feeling. And furthermore, we need to get the plate number from that vehicle ASAP. If it's someone related to the case, we need to double-triple check to make sure that there isn't anything about that vehicle that's odd besides the fact that there was a bomb in it. Who knows? We might even find more evidence in it in the long-term. But all I know is that I've already had more then enough of literal bomb after bomb being dropped on me. I think you understand what I mean by that, Jones."
"Wait... One second, theirs still hope. I just have to.." He'd do the craziest thing any detective could ever do, and ripped the bomb out of the vehicle. Looking over at JOnes with a "If I die, tell my family that I love them" type of look before tossing the bomb in one of the areas that weren't populated. Chucking it as far as he could physically possible, hoping that it wouldn't blow anyone or anything up. "Okay, that might've just been the thing that ended my job... But, let us hope that the impact might break something in the bomb and not have it blow up. perhaps?" He said with a sense of wishful thinking, looking at Zielger and then Jones, then back at the bomb with a extreme look of concern. "Did I do the right thing, in the end..? I'm not quite sure... but, I suppose were about to find out. Huh?" He'd laugh a bit as he expected the bomb's timer to tick down.
He'd end up pulling out his gun and shooting the lock point blank. Making sure to be careful not to hit the bomb at the same time, he ended pressing it in a angle that would aim towards the top of the trunk- rather then the contents. pulling the trigger as he hoped it would be enough to break pass the lock. "Don't worry, if worst comes to worst. We can always get the bomb in question away from the main scene, if we are unable to disable it. get to somewhere safe to detonate, in other words. but it'd be best to prevent a detonation altogether, if you do understand what I mean." He acted... Eerily calm during this all, starting to tug at the trunk in order to get it open after he had shot the lock. Searching around and quickly scanning the area for any potential bomb threats, or anything out of the ordinary in general.
He'd break into a sprint towards the hot-dog stand the very moment he heard that, not really flinching in the slightest as he broke into a run. sorta tripping a bit every few turns, mainly because of the big coat he was in. despite this though, he was surprisingly fast for someone his age. managing to outrun Jones and turned right towards the hot-dog stand. Running towards it as he searched around desperately for where the potential "bomb" was. He wasn't going to let anyone else die, even if it risked his own life in the process. Hoping the SWAT were smart enough to evacuate everyone from the scene in the meanwhile, he began to dig through the area somewhat carefully for any sign of where the potential explosive could be hiding. Anything, anything out of the oridarny... He prayed this was a prank call and that it wasn't at the same time.
"Well, it seems to all point towards the son at the moment. I believe that he could very well be the killer, and that I may just be looking a bit too much into this all. However, it just feels... wrong, in a senses. to accuse him, despite all of the evidence pointing towards him. For now, i can't rule him out as a suspect in the slightest. However, I believe we should tackle all angles of this case before we end up saying that it's decisive. We should also get those documents copied. We can't hand them the original copies off due to them being evidence, obviously. however, if we were to hand copies off. I'm sure that there would be no issue, considering they are police property now, which should clear up the majority of legal issues regarding that." He'd give a sly chuckle. "PLus, we should see what that reporter has in store for us. might actually be something useful, i've worked with decent enough slueths before. They are amazing detectives, really. Although they can get in the way."
"No, it's unfortunate to say. but the mans been murdered in cold blood. explosion down at the plaza. His son's currently in custody too, so theirs no ability to be able to talk to him either. I do apologize for the disruption in your..." He'd just assume it was a investigative reporter, and said "Investigation, or whatever it is that you have to inquire about with him." He was dressed in full detective gear, something he had gotten while walking by one of the stalls. Did he quite literally have backup supplies just laying around in one of the locations? "Anyways, yeah. I do apologize, but you should be careful. there are likely SWAT coming here as we speak, and if they see you walking around suspiciously... well, I think you can get the point." He'd laugh a tiny bit, leaning against one of the drawers and looking back at Jones with a bit of a weird expression.
"Well, that's a motive for bombing one of Greene's areas. that's for sure, but I still don't quite understand everything that is invloved in tihs case... we should get over to his stall though. Tick is ticking, and if theres really a bomb there we will notice it. It would likely be the same model, considering that I dobut this area would have THAT many resources to create such a large variance of bombs. unless he's been hogging them for decades upon decades and only just began to plan this out. Something still... Bugs me about this case though. It just seems way too obvious. A tale of a insane man taking his anger out on his father and Greene by bombing them both and making it all disappear in one blow. It sounds like something out of a typical action movie, if i'm going to be honest with you." He'd laugh slightly, staring downwards for a few seconds before looking back up and walking closer and closer to the stall that they both owned. "Do you think we'll find anything in there?"
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