My name is Brett Finnigan, Hopkins detective. I've been a detective for 12 years, and I've only gotten a handful of cases wrong.
Throughout my 12 years of detective casing, I've worked in some of the biggest cases; The robbery from the museum, the time they found a hidden third-party camera in the main hall, and even the lawsuit against Tom Nook. My mission is simple: Go in and get the job, no matter how hard it is.
I've been trying to get my own building, but I can't afford it right now, so I have to stick around with Officer Cooper. I don't mind that much, but it is an aspiration.
It's a hard job to do; I have my wife to think about... My taco dish to be specific...
mmmmm, tacos.
The streets are never safe. You never know what would come your way, whether it be a bee or a pitfall. However, I try my best to do my best.
One day, I was hanging out wit Cooper. Suddenly, the phone rang.
"Officer Cooper, How May I help you? Cooper says into the phone. "Oh, you need Brett? Let me put him on."
"Hello, this is detective Brett. How may I help you?"
"Yeah, hi." Says the familiar voice. "I can't seem to find some of our money. I was working late at T.I.Y las night, but couldn't seem to figure out where it went the next day."
"Alright Tommy." I reply. "When do you need me over?" I listen to the voice. "Alright, I'll be on the case by lunch time!"
Walking around, I gather my supplies.
Another case has opened...