Argus Panoptes: A Murder Mystery

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"We'll want to look into Foodstuff Incorporated just to cover our bases if we don't find any juicer leads." Gn0me replied, her focus on pulling the obstruction free. "Looks like our perp made a mess." She said with a wrinkled nose, her soiled tentacle holding both towels afloat above the toilet as the ceramic throne below gurgled and flushed for the first time since the murder, now free.

"Drones were dispatched immediately to the scene once Miss Namera ceased life-lines, am I wrong? Well, looks like the murder tried to clean before he was on his way, but why. He had to know that her death would be detected by the system and she would be discovered anyway and that this location would be swarming with security in moments, just teasing with being caught staying any longer than necessary. Assuming the murder wasn't his only goal he would have precious little time to both clean up after himself and steal some data. Mr. Waters, how long did it take for Argus security to arrive after her death?"