Strutting my way down to the crime scene with my new pet in tow, having her lead the way so I can enjoy the sight of her butt in that leotard. Along with her embarrassed steps thanks to that dildo firmly stuck up her love tunnel. Chatting along and shamelessly flirting with my neighbors, especially the bookstore owner.<strong>"Nya, good morning to you too! I got myself a new pet, you should come over tonight to help break her in!"</strong>Shaking my butt at him as we keep walking onwards to the crime scene properly, trying my best to look interested as she shows me in and the crime scene specifically. Seeing the dead bodies and the wounds and all of that garbage. Looking at the mildly fancy house that she used to live in as well, listening to her story about her sisters missing and all of that nonsense.<strong>"Well clearly they were catnapped to be used to generate crystals for a profit. Those things are super shiny, and only a few choice high class sluts, such as your family, can make them in their wombs. So all we need to do is keep an eye out for a influx in crystal sales and trace back the buyers to whomever and then proceed with the explosions and stabbing and so on."</strong><br/><br/>Judging by the wounds the likely culprits were the underground catgirl gangs that roam this side of the city. Bunnies are too stupid for something this organized, puppies too busy being honorable, and foxes having no need to assassinate when they can just buy out the family for their wombs. Proceeding to inspect/loot/steal anything from the bodies and the house of anything valuable to "help" out with the investigation, shaking my butt back and forth in enjoyment. This is actually exciting to get my first job as a freelance investigator! Looking forward to applying some foxy justice and make tons of money off of it as well! Nyah!