PC CATCHALL FOR QI RONG

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week zero day five

[greatdeduction]

[Hey there, stinky man! Here's a detective at the cafe.]

[When he just sees Qi Rong. He.]

[Yeets a whole danish at him? HELLO??????]

Here, have a pastry, my dear fellow!

[stinky]

[he



catches it in midair with his teeth and chomps down on it messily.]

The fuck is this? It's pretty good.

[greatdeduction]

It's a sweet delicacy, my dear fellow. Have you never had one?

[stinky]

...obviously not. Do your ears fucking work?

[greatdeduction]

Your mouth obviously does. But regardless! Its quite good!

[And taking a bite out of one himself.]

Also, I don't think we've met. You are...?

[stinky]

Qi Rong.

[he


does not ask for sholmes's name in return, because he's a rude shit.]

[greatdeduction]

[...]



[Poses!]

Herlock Sholmes! The world-famous, one and only great consulting detective in the world. I presume you have heard of me.

[stinky]

Nope.

[greatdeduction]

Ah, another unfortunate person from a place where Randst Magazine doesn't extend its wide influence...

[And a shrug.]

What do you think of all of this mess, Mr. Qi Rong?

[stinky]

What, that we're stuck in this shithole of a city with a bunch of spectres that are killing people?

[greatdeduction]

Well, there's that, but I was asking more about the disappearance of that man.

[...whatever his name was]

[stinky]

Aren't they related? Didn't the spectres get him too?

[greatdeduction]

I do not think so, no. I think one of us may be the culprit who did him in.

w0, saturday 2

[stinky]

[well!



qi rong can be found in the apartment over the cafe, in a room that looks like it was once a sitting room. he has had the absolute shit beaten out of him, and he's curled up in a corner with his daemon, which is likewise looking distressed.

he's giggling to himself and doesn't acknowledge it right away when someone comes in.]

[greatdeduction]

[He waves as he comes in, Irene in hare form following him.]

...

[Actually, Sholmes is a bit taken aback at the other's appearance, and points to him, miming a couple punches. What happened here?]

[stinky]

[his laughter just increases in pitch, but he flinches when sholmes mimes a punch.]

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...

[He shakes his head, raising his hands.]

[Then he pulls out a piece of paper.]

["I'm not here to beat you up, my dear fellow. I am here to ask questions."]

[stinky]

[he looks up at him



and smirks]

I'll only answer if you speak your questions.

[rhyme, binch.]

[greatdeduction]

[Just stares at him. Binch. Please.]

[But very well.]

I find myself wondering, quite,
Why you went and killed that man that night.

[stinky]

He got in my face. Why the fuck else? Hahahaha...

[greatdeduction]

Got in your face...how, I say?
To what offense, in what way?

[stinky]

He didn't like having me as a roommate and I didn't like having him as one, either. So I decided I'd have him for dinner, hahahahahahaha!

[greatdeduction]

...

You need not lie, if indeed you are.
I don't need displays like some bazaar.

[stinky]

What point is there in lying now? You just don't want to believe it?

[he's cackling]

[greatdeduction]

There is more to you than meets the eye.

[And a pause. He looks almost...somber?]

What of your son? You'll leave him high and dry?