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 Sperglord picked up the compact mirror, turning it in his hand over and over. "Probably nothing" he said, as he put it down. He picked up a tie clip from the dresser, and felt a small vibration and a little sound play in his head. He quickly drew a pencil sketch of it in great detail, before putting it down. He had all the evidence he needed to nail the perp. As he went into the kitchen where his partner was grilling the suspect, he stopped, and noticed a table full of small, assorted objects. He was drawn to them like a moth to a flame. "Probably nothing" "This doesn't tell me anything" "This isn't helpful" "Probably nothing" "Probably nothing" "Probably nothing" "Probably nothing" "Probably nothing" It was going to be a long night for the detective.
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