[Jack_Spade]

Slobbertooth looked around, he went on one knee and aimed an imaginary pistol, then went over to the brick wall of the Stuffershack. There, a bullet hole. With a straw from a discarded big gulp cup he measured the angle of the shot and sighted down wards. After pantomiming a bit more he came to the conclusion that the shooter must have gotten out of the car and stood in front of the victim at point blank. looking down he saw something in the gutter, half buried in refuse he found a single cartridge of an empty capsule round.

The food seller looked up from behind the wire mesh. It was a pretty hairy dwarf whose beard seemed to be greased almost as much as the foodstuff he sold. He replied: "Sure Tiny, you in for Super Dog with extra Chili? Only the finest proteins for the strong ones.
...
Nah, just a little slump is all. I have so much business, that I installed a sleep regulator, so I can keep up with the demand.
So, how about that Super Dog?"

[SquirrelDude]

Slobbertooth pawed at his tusks. "Strange. The shot was point blank. Either our deceased was impaired, careless, or familiar enough with the shooter to allow him to approach."

He looked down at the capsule round. "Ugh..." "We've also got something to run ballistics on, though I'd put my money on an Ares Lightfire, but someone is going to have to get it."

[Volker]

"Krestov. Can you please double-check with your contact at KE what blood group Scared Salsa was?"

bnc bites her lip and gives the car a closer investigation.

[SgtBoomCloud]

Krestov blinked, hmming a little before giving a nod, his pheremones activating instinctively as he pulled out a credstick, slotting it into his commlink for a quick transfer.  "Da, I could go for good dog right now"  The benefit of being the size Krestov: it's not hard to find room to eat, and it would take a hell of a lot to gain mass.  Making a quick decision, he decided to slip two hundred and fifty nuyen into the credstick before slipping it through the mesh towards the halfer.

"Maybe your slump will find way to right itself, hm?  Cannot imagine what would cause.  Not just this place seeing that, too.  What happened?"

[spoiler]Negotiation: 9d6t5 4[/spoiler]

[Jack_Spade]

"You a cop? 'cause you don't look like one." Then the dwarf saw the "donation". "Well, I like your credentials. Thing is, I wasn't actually here this morning and I saw nothing."
He leaned closer to Krestov, the pheromones seemed to do their work:
"That's what I told this police guys and it's the truth. But... my brother worked the early shift today. I saw no need to tell them that. Have to keep the family out of trouble if you get me. So you want to know what happened here?

As my brother told me, there is this guy coming out of the stuffer shack. Has a large soycaf or something. My brother thinks may be wants a breakfast dorito - big guy you know, usually hungry. Now something funny happens. His commlink goes offline - no signal - and a large black SUV comes around the corner. This guy, goes for his pocket. My brother thinks he's pulling a gun and takes a dive. He hears the breaks of the van and a single shot. My brother looks up a bit, but he can't see shit with this big ass SUV. But he hears grunting and someone cursing in Chinese. That goes on for a few seconds with more cursing. Now my brother is no idiot - he dives down again and not a second to soon. There are three shots and the SUV screeches off. And now there lies this guy shot down. Blood everywhere. And he didn't even get ond of our doritos. That's no way to die if you ask me."

[SgtBoomCloud]

Krestov gave a slow nod as he made the payment, giving a reassuring, gentle-giant smile.  "Am not cop.  Concerned local.  Agree, death on empty stomach never good.  Thank you for meal, and for story."  Graciously taking the dog, the big troll gave a nod and stepped back towards the main area before the Stuffer Shack, taking a bite.  Heavy in protein, he was not lying.  Not a bad hot dog for sure.  Shrugging, he looked at the comm message from bnc.

<<@bnc:  Tox report showed AB+ if I recall.  Will share with rest of team, but more information.  Attacker was Chinese, Spice received three bullets, yes, but before that, single bullet was fired, implying another victim.>>

As he looked up, he noticed Slobbertooth milling about to the side of the building, and decided to join him, munching on his snack.  "Find anything useful?"

[Volker]

[spoiler]Hacking on the Fly: 17d6t5 6
Opposed roll: 6d6t5 2
Control Device (open door): 15d6t5 5
Opposed roll: 6d6t5 2
Control Device: 15d6t5 3
Opposed roll: 6d6t5 2[/spoiler]

After her futile attempt to draw some interesting info out of the blood, bnc strolls over to the car. Effortlessly, she hacks the vehicle while walking over to it. She waves her hand as if she was swinging a magic wand, and the car's door opens. She looks for the universal connector in the offline storage and/or camera and plugs herself in, downloading the video. After the deed is done, she carefully searches the chariot for any other interesting things, then leaves the car and locks it. If possible, she tries not to leave any traces.

<@Krestov <Okay, AB+ doesn't come as a surprise. Good. The single bullet might indicate another victim, or that Scary Spice shot a bullet himself. But we should keep that in mind. Hey, lo and behold, I conjured a video. Wanna see?> >

bnc sends the video she found to her protector.

[Jack_Spade]

Looking at the timestamps, the car seemed to have recorded indeed some of what happened.
The action cut in with the parked SUV.
Two man were standing to the side of the open rear door. One of them looked like Scary Spice, looking directly into the camera. He was saying something to the man in front of him who had turned his back to him. This man wore a dark suit, had short black hair and was about one foot smaller than Scary. Also there seemed to be a larger tattoo on his back, but it was largely obscured by his clothes. But the bit that was visible was probably the snout of an Asian dragon.

A cup of soycaf lay on the ground, the lid still holding but dripping on the ground. Scary was picking up the cup, smelling it's contents curiously. He opened his mouth to say something and stopped: The man in front of him had drawn a gun and with a quick and precise motion shot Scary in head and torso.
The man was in the car before Scary had fallen to the ground, crushing the cup and spraying soycaf everywhere. The door closed and the SUV sped away.

bnc replayed the video and looked again: There! At the very beginning there was a boot visible just inside the car. Make and model was exactly the same as the one that Scary wore and utterly unlike the leather loafers that the other guy wore.

[Volker]

"Boys! I found a movie clip! If I'm not mistaken, it tells us three things:
Firstly, I Scary Spice sat in the very same car with which his killer escaped: the black SUV.
Secondly, he was killed by a person he trusted.
Thirdly, this person seems to be Asian.
I suggest we visit Lung Feng in the not too distant future. But look yourself, maybe you see something I missed."

bnc transfers the video to the group channel. And while she's at it, she goes online and looks for car-shaped AROs (hidden or no) near Lung Feng's restaurant and home.

"So, what did the snack shop and the stuffer shack provide info-wise?"

Just for good measure she checks the drones and security system of the stuffer shack for interesting stuff, but it's more to keep herself busy than in expectaion of valueable info.

[SquirrelDude]

Slobbertooth looked at the shack and then at his housemates. "So who wants to go knock on that door?"

[Jack_Spade]

The Stuffer Shacks firewall had almost as much resistance as wet tissue paper, but the contents were disappointing: There were no records of the crime. Whoever had done the jamming had also entered the host and deleted all files pertaining to the action.

In the alley beside the Stuffer Shack someone or something moved inside a large carton that once held a soy-processing unit.

[SgtBoomCloud]

Krestov gave a nod at this information, watching the video while standing stock still.

<<"I can confirm the theory that Spice was in the car.  My gut telling me that person not in vehicle was Sunkid, confirming earlier theory.  He knew meeting this morning, but laes easily write over that.  Agree that Lung Feng likely route to go next...wait...">>

At that moment the movement occurred outside the Stuffer Shack, and Krestov closed the comm message shortly after sending it.  Stance widening a bit, the troll brought a hand up to motion to Slobbertooth to step behind him as he lumbered over to the carton.  Nudging the side with his boot, the troll cleared his throat.  "Trouble in there, chummer?"

[Volker]

bnc tries to check who edited the file.

[spoiler]Matrix perception: 11d6t5 4[/spoiler]

[Jack_Spade]

The lid of the box is shoved aside and under a filthy mop of graying hair the toothless and extremely dirty visage of a very thin ork appeared.
"Ey, ey, no trouble - been just a bit napping. 't is past midnight, what ey? Can't a hard working man get some sleep around here?"

Just a moment after the words register, the smell hits Krestov. Mixed with cheap booze, unwashed flesh and clothes are the odors of infected wounds and decayed gums.

bnc scrutinizes the files, but can't find a legitimate signature. The only thing she finds is an automatically generated log entry of the type MARK that was used to edit the file last: A tiny cat wielding a ninja star.

[SgtBoomCloud]

Krestov's nose crinkled as he instinctively reared his head back from the stench.  This man has seen little days worse He thought to himself before coughing and giving a response.

"They can, after one question answering.  Earlier, big incident happen here.  Very loud, much crowding.  Maybe ork see something interesting.  Maybe troll buy ork man meal if share something interesting.  Then ork man go back to sleep, deal?"