The body was found under a collapsed wire shelving unit, made to hold and present bread. The corpse was riddled with bullet holes and had a doughnut lodged in his throat. The investigator and his female assistant walked in.
"So what's the diagnosis on this poor bastard?" He asked sternly.
"13 gunshot wounds from a 10mm pistol in the face, torso and right arm. Bullet holes were also found on the wall behind the shelves."
"Hmm, that's a real..." The investigator stated with a completely straight face pulled out a pair of sunglasses out of the top pocket of his jacket, "...baker's dozen."
Cue "Yeah!"
YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!
The assistant had a blank stare for a moment, "...Right, well. Shall we continue with the investigation?"
"Sure... Get forensics to search for hairs, and get an ID on the body."
"Okay."
((TO BE CONTINUED))
"So what's the diagnosis on this poor bastard?" He asked sternly.
"13 gunshot wounds from a 10mm pistol in the face, torso and right arm. Bullet holes were also found on the wall behind the shelves."
"Hmm, that's a real..." The investigator stated with a completely straight face pulled out a pair of sunglasses out of the top pocket of his jacket, "...baker's dozen."
Cue "Yeah!"
YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!
The assistant had a blank stare for a moment, "...Right, well. Shall we continue with the investigation?"
"Sure... Get forensics to search for hairs, and get an ID on the body."
"Okay."
((TO BE CONTINUED))
