This game is amazing. Yes, it has bugs. Yes, sometimes the controls make me want to start smoking again in real life and not just in-game. But hear me out. I finished the tutorial first, so then of course I proceeded with a 'real' game. My first case ever, I call it: The Blonde Stalker/Sniper. Her first victim, a young girl from the 5th floor. I get to the crime scene, investigate. I find no relevant prints, no shoe marks, just some emails. She was being stalked by a blonde woman, whom she thought in the beginning was some sort of new mysterious fan or something. I start investigating the neighbors from the building, looking for an average-height blonde. I find a couple. But I still have no evidence. The next day comes. Another woman is shot. Same story, she was being stalked, she was trying to get help from the police force but no one was helping her until it was too late. So, of course, it's my job to make some justice for this young girl. I investigate again, no prints, nothing. I keep searching the neighbors. I check the security room, watch camera footage constantly. I even check the phone logs. No new leads. I'm going crazy. I take some side cases until the next murder, to make some easy money, a public humiliation there, a cheating husband here, anything that gets me from living on the streets into a nice, warm apartment. Then another murder, another woman stalked, tried to ask for help, no one helped, and she ended up dead. Still no leads. I start smoking and drinking. Every minute that passes feels like agony. Am I really a detective or just a fraud? Should I just keep taking dishonest jobs instead of helping people? Then the fourth murder happens. It's in a bathroom. Now I notice a bullet hole through the bathroom window. And another one on the floor. Now things click. I couldn't find any prints because the murderer never took one step into the murder scene. The stalker was a sniper! I calculated the trajectory (wrongly, might I add) and went on to the next building. I needed to find the security room, get the files for the tenants. But I found no security room. I did find in the basement an illegal gunsmith, so then it clicked, from there our stalker got her weapon (a rifle). I was thrilled, I started verifying each tenant room, even had some false positives until I realized I was checking apartments from where our shooter could not have taken her shot. I checked each one of the tenants, found their identities, observed their online behavior, looked in every corner of their homes, checked, double-checked, triple-checked. Some women fit our profile, but some characteristics were wrong (apartment position, height and/or hair color). My board was getting bigger and bigger with possible suspects. I knocked out old women, young ones, wives and husbands, anything to get closer to my serial killer. I was getting crazier and crazier by the hour. Smoking was not helping anymore. I started taking painkillers to help with the dread, just enough of them until I was numb. Then the fifth woman was murdered. Again, I found the bullet hole in our victim's apartment window. But this time I could not find the floor bullet hole. It got me thinking, what if I was wrong this whole time, what if the building right in front was not our shooter's building but the one right next to it. The trajectory kind of made sense. So I went to the next building. I found an apartment that matched our possible bullet trajectory, just to realize it was my own apartment (true story). At that point I realized that the painkillers, the alcohol, and smoking were getting out of control. I needed to get a grip on reality again. I started investigating my neighbors. I even found a great suspect, blonde, average height, she even had deer rifle ammo. My own neighbor from upstairs? After all this time? Could it be? But I found no weapon, and to try and shoot from her windows and actually kill her prey would have taken some crazy military background, which she did not appear to have. She was just a restaurant worker. I left her on the suspects board. Time was passing, the next murder was getting closer and closer. I went back to the murder scenes, tried calculating the angles and bullet trajectories again. And now it finally made sense, I realized that I was wrong all this time. It could not have been my building. The only possible solution was the building in front of the one with the dead people. And now I was 100 percent sure that the bullets could have come only from the left side of the building, somewhere between apartments 3-5. I knew that in 5 there was just an old woman living there, muscular, shorter build, so a no-go. So I just had to check again floors 3 and 4. Three possible apartments on floor 3 and one on 4. I went in the building and was going up to the third floor and et voila, a blonde woman, pretty young, with an average build was just passing by. I looked at her, unknown person. How come unknown, I triple-checked each apartment, who was she? I put a tracker on her and tried to follow her. She did not like the tracker part, so I had to run, hide and wait. Then I checked my map and followed her to her apartment. 401. 401? I was here, 100 percent. I knock on the door. Everything makes sense in my head. The apartment was positioned on the left side of the building, her body type and hair color, but somehow I missed her. She opens the door. I waste no time, I get my Katana out and start bashing her. She uncovers a rifle and starts shooting. Lucky for me, I was trained by drunk samurais back in the day and my 3 hits knock her down. I look at her lying body amazed. It's her, after all this time, I finally meet my serial killer. All the lives she took, why? I close the door, search her, get her prints. I retrieve her rifle and any other dangerous objects in her possession. Then I cuff her well, she's not escaping me this time. I even lock the apartment door and put a wedge underneath it, just to make sure that her victims get the revenge they deserve. But now I'm curious, how did I miss her? I investigate the apartment. I stop by and watch from her windows. Yes, I think, it all makes sense. I can feel myself taking her identity, looking at my prey day and night, just waiting for the perfect moment to strike. Anyway, I find out that I actually investigated this apartment, only her husband was home alone. He worked in IT, I can't remember what exactly. I remember getting the documents, seeing that he and his wife lived here but in his safe I found 2 chip upgrades and I remember leaving faster, excited to upgrade my inventory slots already. I dismissed his wife, as back then, I thought that this was the wrong side of the building for the sniper to shoot out. How wrong I was. And how I rushed this. If I was more patient, less intoxicated, I could have saved at least one soul. I ask her why she murdered all those innocent women, what she was thinking. She looks at me and grins: If they didn't want to get shot they should have closed their curtains. I'm speechless. I just look at her for a while. Eh anyway, I do this to get to Eden or whatever that place is called, people die every day and that's life. I proceed to punch the serial killer a couple of times, I finish writing my investigation conclusions and go to the city hall to finally get paid, I need a new soda machine in my apartment. While going to the city hall, I slip once or twice because it's raining outside and apparently I'm very slippery, or maybe just drunk. I don't know anymore. --- Everything I wrote above actually happened, some crazy things I did not even mention, as the story was already long. So yeah, this game is great. I did not expect this, as for ~10 hours I actually thought my mission was bugged or something until I got to the 4th murder. Can it get more polished? Yes. But is it worth it in its current state? Hell yeah, it's worth it. Back to our cases lads, they ain't gonna solve themselves, amirite?
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