"I'm getting something," he said holding his finger up to his forehead. Then he stumbled past her bumping into the coffee machine, and with one hand he felt behind it and unplugged it from the wall while Gus walked up to him and the machine.
"Help me move this thing!" Shawn said straining a bit. Then Gus walked over and helped him scoot the heavy machine away from the wall. When they came out, Shawn held up a small black film canister full of what used to be pills inside. Juliet rushed over to him and examined it.
"Someone must have smuggled drugs into this film canister," she said.
"Yeah, then they dropped them into the coffee. This was no accident, Jules," Shawn said.
"I never said it was an accident," Juliet replied.
"I know, because it wasn't an accident. It was MURDER!" Shawn finished in a sinister voice, hysterically laughing like a vampire afterwards.
Gus came up to him and sighed.
"I don't think Lassiter and the chief were meant to be poisoned, Shawn," he said. Shawn turned around and put his finger back to head again.
"BUT they WERE targets to throw US off track! HA!"
"Shawn, do you have to yell?" Juliet asked rolling her eyes.
"I am not YELLING!" Shawn replied. "I mean now I'm not."
When they were finally done uncovering clues, Shawn and Gus decided to go back to the hospital to confirm the chief about their suspicions. Shawn took the film canister along as he and Gus were riding in the Blueberry, and they talked and squabbled together as usual.
Over in the Blueberry:
"You know, Shawn, I wonder why somebody would try to poison us?" Gus told him.
"And by us, you mean them," Shawn replied, taking out the small black film canister and tossing it up and down.
"No, Shawn. I mean, what if we're next? Don't you think whoever did it knows we'd find out?"
"I dunno, but I do know that we have the power, and when I say we, I mean me. I have the power to solve this case, because with great power comes great responsibility!"
"Yeah uhh, Shawn, you've been watching Spiderman cartoons, haven't you?" Gus said. "You are so childish."
"What? No! Don't be stupid, Gus. Spiderman cartoons? Ha!" Shawn answered, clearing his throat as they were nearing a red light. "I was watching the movie."
Gus stepped on the pedal, causing them go faster, even though the light was red. And they were still going faster after that.
"Gus, what are you doing? Are you dying to get a speeder's ticket!" Shawn hollered over the loud wind coming through the open window.
"Shawn, I think we have more important things to worry about!" Gus panicked as Shawn looked into the mirror and saw three black vans chasing them from behind.
Gus accelerated and so did they. Shawn then got out his phone and tried dialing Juliet's number, but it didn't pick up because the battery had died. The three vans were still onto them and were getting closer. Gus drove even faster on the highway, speeding past cars and even more red lights. Shawn unbuckled his seat-belt and then climbed on top of the car while Gus was still driving.
"What the hell are you doing, Shawn! Get back here!" Gus yelled at Shawn, who wasn't paying any attention to him at all. There they were—blue Echo and all—driving at 87 mph with three other vans chasing them! And Shawn was climbing on top of the speeding car, being very careful not to slip.
"You're gonna get yourself killed!" Gus yelled, but Shawn hollered back, "Don't stop! Go faster!"
"You must be outta your damn mind!" Gus called back.
But with that, Gus began speeding up to 90 mph, trusting that Shawn knew what he was doing—otherwise, Gus would definitely kill him for all of this. Suddenly a loud gunshot was heard from the moving vehicle on the right of the three chasers behind the Blueberry. A man in black wearing shades was also climbing out of the van, but he just sat on the rim of the windowsill, pointing his gun out at the Blueberry.
Shawn was already on the roof at this point, and he knelt down and waited patiently. He was driving Gus crazy because Gus had no idea what Shawn was up to. Then Shawn took out a banana from his pocket that he was carrying and then pointed it out at one of the black vans—the middle one, not the right one with the shooter, though.
Gus was watching the roads while Shawn was taking care of the vans. He pointed the banana directly toward the middle one, and then fired. One of the tires squealed and hissed as the middle van slowed down a bit and was lost in the distance a few minutes later. Now it was just the Blueberry vs. two vans out of the three.
The man in the right van started shooting again, but he had very little success. The Blueberry was now in front of a long FedEx truck, and the man couldn't want to shoot that. So he just slid back into his seat and buckled up until the next chance came.
Back in the Blueberry, Shawn and Gus were up to their heads in adrenaline.
"Why are you holding a banana, Shawn?" Gus asked relieved that Shawn was okay, but not so relieved that they still had two vans chasing them. Shawn panted and breathed in and out before speaking.
"It's not a banana, Gus."
"You're delusional," Gus retorted. "You just risked my life so that you could show off a banana to a bunch of hitmen!"
"That's insane!" Shawn laughed. "Why would I ever do a like that, Gus?"
"Yeah, Shawn, why the hell would you?" Gus replied in annoyance. " I'm gonna stop this car if you do that again!"
"I'm gonna have to, Gus. And again it's NOT a real banana," Shawn said, unzipping the rubber banana and taking out a red gun which he had received way back at the old academy.
"Hmm, let me guess. You stole that, too?" Gus said sarcastically.
"Nope, this time it was given to me as a present for Christmas last year. Cool, huh? I still can't believe that I defeated Yin, the most vicious and cruel serial killer of all the world!" Shawn bragged. "I am SO awesome!"
"The academy and defeating Yin don't even go together. Besides, you can't gloat about it too much. I did help you, ya know," Gus persisted.
"Sure. By pleading him to tell you what type of poison was being injecting into your body before you died. Yeah, that's brave," Shawn teased.
"I was distracting him while Yang actually happened to save the day. And I promise I will stop this car," Gus said smiling while decreasing their speed. Shawn took a look back and saw the two vans closing in on them and yelled, "Really? We're in the middle of a car chase, Jack!"
"Fine!" Gus relented, but Shawn insisted that he hurry up already.
"We don't got all day, son!" he yelled very impatiently at Gus, bouncing up and down in his seat. Just then, another gunshot was heard, but this time it came from the left van.
"I'm doing the best I can!" Gus yelled back as he grew more precautious again.
He hurriedly looked both ways, and after a few seconds of silence (except for the wind), at each window appeared two black shiny vans approaching from both sides of the Echo. Now they were straight in between the two vans at a red light. Shawn was well-aware and geared up for this very occasion. He had practiced long ago for something like this to happen one day, and now he could put his skills to the test.
"Gus!" Shawn yelled through the wind as a flock of geese were flying V-patterned up ahead.
"What?" Gus asked.
"DUCK!" he shouted, causing Gus to look up at the flock of birds and say, "You mean goose?" But he was immediately pulled down just as a bullet shot across the air above their heads.
The bullet came from the left van and then passed straight through the Echo and into the other van on the right, shattering the window and killing the driver. The man in the passenger seat of the right car (the first man who shot at Shawn) precipitously switched positions with the dead body and then took the wheel. Then the other van took off after him. Shawn and Gus tried to go after them, but they couldn't because there was a red light in front of them and a police car was in their presence. They eventually arrived to the hospital and managed to tell the chief everything that had happened after running full-speed into the chief's room and collapsing at her hospital bedside out of exhaustion.
"Th-there was this van—" Shawn began.
"Three actually," Gus corrected.
"Yeah, three. And they were chasing us!"
"Like crazy!"
"And they had guns and were trying to shoot us!"
"You should've seen Shawn shoot 'em down with a banana!"
"He means with a gun inside a rubber banana."
"All right, you two. Please, one at a time," the chief stopped them, unable to endure this much excitement right now.
"Gus's apologies, Chief," Shawn sighed and then breathed deeply.
"Explain to me what happened, Mr. Spencer."
And so Shawn and Gus managed to explain their gunfight and describe the shooters. Then they told her about the evidence they found.
"We found this on the coffee machine," Gus said, handing the chief the film canister.
"Yeah, we assume somebody could've stashed drugs into it," Shawn explained, "and then somehow poisoned the coffee."
The chief examined the little bottle and handed it back to them. "But why would anyone want to poison us?"
"Maybe because of Lassiter," shrugged Shawn.
"It just doesn't make sense."
Then Dr. Freeman appeared at the door of the chief's room and told her she was free to go.
"About time," she responded, hastily getting out of bed as the nurses came in to deliver her clothes. "We'll discuss this tomorrow. Be at the department by noon."
And with that, Shawn and Gus left the hospital and returned to the Psych Department for the day.