Silence hung over the room for those few moments after the tape had ended. Jack held a frown and tightly crossed arms while he watched, eyeing every detail closely, at the same time feeling that familiar sort of sickness that came with seeing someone so blatantly disregard life. The actual method was far from the worst sorts of murders the bureau had dealt with, but the sheer effectiveness, speed, and skill that the killer demonstrated, it was clear that they were dealing with someone professional. While there was no footage from each room, he could imagine that they were emptied with brutal efficiency.<br/><br/>While he was focused, Anne took notice of Velma and Lance's approach, turning towards them to offer a greeting of her own. "Likewise. Let's try not to let this guy walk free for too much longer, yeah?" She nudged Jack's elbow with her own to draw his attention back out of the video. They wouldn't get much figured out if he was just thinking about it to himself, anyway. Some talking would be good for them.<br/><br/>Jack uncrossed his arms, instead offering his right hand for a greeting handshake. "Right. Nice to meet ya." The mechanical limb hopefully wasn't too foreboding for a friendly greeting, what with its obviously robotic joints and jet-black dermal plating. It was hard to be offended if someone turned one down from a clearly combat-ready aug, but at the same time it acted as a good determination of a new partner's sentiments towards that type of thing. One could expect anyone in the CCIB to be more accepting towards augmented officers, but a few in the past had been viciously bitter towards the very concept. Seeing so many people using them for crime could get grating.<br/><br/>Once greetings were complete, Anne suggested a starting course of action. "Okay, so. Once we get our files, we'll pick through them and see what might be useful. The cleaners probably brought in some important things from the crime scene, too. Computers, phones, bodies. Anything in that building could be a lead." Information on intact databases, call logs, text messages, any sort of communication or information could offer some insight as to what exactly happened, and why it did. As a nice bonus, information on any surviving criminals affiliated with the group that had been wiped out could be forwarded to other officers, and possible targets for interrogations could be picked out. "Let's get going."<br/><br/>On the way out of the room, she stopped by a table, host to multiple palm-sized devices. A portable HDD and hologram display system, similar in appearance to a handheld transceiver, loaded up with information on the case, communications systems for the officers assigned to squads together, and data scanners. Anne took one for herself and clipped it to her belt, passing one next to it to Jack. He likewise put it on his belt for safe keeping.<br/><br/>-----<br/><br/>The idea of explosives was interesting, Heather had to admit. "Maybe? They're kinda big for explosives, though. They'd cause way too much collateral damage, and I'm not sure how well the magnetism will work if they're weighed down." Small amounts of plastic explosives molded into the interiors of a less expensive design could work, but at the same time she was worried about the effectiveness. "We'll have to see! Let's make sure you can use<span style="font-style: italic">these</span>without hurting yourself first, yeah?" After quickly clasping her hands together, she undid them and stepped back a bit, ready to control her drones and make sure the testing went well.<br/><br/>On impact of the first disk, the drone's protective barrier knocked it away into another, so Heather changed their positions to keep the disk in a back-and-forth movement between them. Close observations were made, making sure that the disk could withstand the repeated impacts. So far, it seemed to be working fine. Juzo's second throw had been unexpected, and it soared a mere inch above her (thankfully covered) face while she was looking up. Heather yelped in surprise and stumbled back, very nearly falling over entirely. Her limb pack caught her a few inches off the ground, after she watched the disk bounce off the rear drone and sail back towards Juzo.<br/><br/>"Ass," She mumbled out alongside a laugh. To get him back, she changed trajectory of the disk being held between two drones by shifting one, launching it at an angle towards the wall of the next, much taller building. It bounced off the wall and arced back towards Juzo, flying low towards his legs. During its path, she moved her drones again, this time keeping them in a constant circular motion in the air. Juzo proved he could hit a stationary target, so now she wanted to see if he could make his mark on something in motion.