Day 3: Danger in the Backstreets; [open]

"Forensics are trying to piece them together as we speak to try and figure what general shape they were. They think it might've been the murder weapon, but I'm not so sure. Either way, I doubt the world's best jigsaw solver can piece together that mess."

Jinn scratched the back of his head and groaned in frustration.

"This damn fire destroyed anything useful here. Take a look."

He directed Goibniu to a cut across the wall. The cut looked like it was done by a blade except it twisted in ways impossible for a blade to move.

"See? The cut is covered in burns. same for all the other cuts," Jinn explained. "That means the fire happened after all these cuts were made. Whoever did this made sure to burn everything up to cover his tracks. And to do that so close to the residential areas, this guy is gutsy."

The officer grumbled, pulling on his gloves as he mulled over the cut against the wall.

It was then a uniformed policeman ran up to them with a stack of papers.

"Mr. Jinn, the results came in!" he reported stoicly.

"Well don't just stand there, hand them over!" Jinn ordered. He snatched the papers up and scanned through them. He grabbed his head with his hands and groaned loudly in frustration. "Inconclusive?? Nothing?? Not even an ID on the victim?? How is this possible??"

The papers caught fire in his hands and disintegrated.

Even if Goibniu started searching for scent trails now, the fire had in fact burned anything useful away. There wasn't even a scent of blood in the air anymore.

Aha, so it was a weapon! Or, could be, Jinn spoke of approximations, not certainties. "Tarnation. Given the sound of this whole altercation, I wonder if this could be solved." He said, looking ath the crime scene again. Just who could have been able to perform such a clean job? Well, 'clean' wasn't the right word, but still. And then, he was pointed at the cut in the wall, which Goibniu inspected. "It could be... Mmmh, do you believe that another possibility is that the instrument used for the cuts was also imbued with some sort of fire enchantment?" He remembered how Tourmaline Cardona once enchanted a handful of his bullets, but beyond that, he wasn't very knowledgeable of that kind of enchanting. Maybe that also wasn't detected?

As he was in deep thought, trying to come to some sort of conclusion however, he heard an officer come to Jinn to deliver some sort of result. Standing up, he turned to Jinn with an expecting look, a look that was soon deflated when he stated how nothing was found. "Nothing? But Sir Brettman, surely there is something that w-" He started, slowly reaching for the man, when suddenly, the papers he was holding burned to a crisp!

"Blazes!" Literally, the papers were nothing but ashes in an instant. Was that something Jinn could do? Or could it be... Goibniu turned around to see if there was some sort of assailant nearby, trying to sabotage their investigation.