Resident Evil:
Private Investigations
3
I landed at Raccoon city airport at five to ten at night. The city was dark and I headed over to the police station. It was very quiet on the streets, I thought that the younger members of the population would be out having a good time. I walked along the pavement from streetlight to streetlight and eventually arrived at my destination. The light inside was blinding and as my eyes adjusted I saw one solitary figure sitting at the reception. Hardly surprising really, I approached and announced myself, "My name is Chris McKeon, I'm a private detective investigating a case for UMBRELLA, I'm looking for the address of Christopher Redfield, maybe you could help me," "I'm afraid I'm not able to give you that information," "Why not? Is something wrong with your computer," "No, I just don't know what you'll do with it," "Look mate, I'm working for UMBRELLA and as I understand they give you substantial donations, now can you help me," "Of course we can," Came a voice from up ahead, I looked up to see a fat man standing there, "And you are?" "Police Chief Irons, I will be glad to help you," I got the number Redfield's number and left the station. I sauntered along the roads and eventually arrived at Redfield's house, there was a van outside, people were loading stuff into it, one of them was my target. They were moving. I decided I couldn't tail them as they'd probably be extra careful so I walked up to the van, one person was standing guard, a woman wearing a beret. She was standing on the pavement, watching down the road, away from me. I ducked round the other side and rapped loudly on the van's side, it seemed to get her attention. I quietly ran around the other side and jumped into the back of the van. Thankfully there were several boxes that I could hide in, I drew my pistol and waited. The van doors closed and we started out. Confident that there was nobody in the back with me I called Ashford:
"Mr. Ashford, I've found Redfield, he's on the move."
"Excellent, tell me when you get to where you're going." He rang off.
Private Investigations
3
I landed at Raccoon city airport at five to ten at night. The city was dark and I headed over to the police station. It was very quiet on the streets, I thought that the younger members of the population would be out having a good time. I walked along the pavement from streetlight to streetlight and eventually arrived at my destination. The light inside was blinding and as my eyes adjusted I saw one solitary figure sitting at the reception. Hardly surprising really, I approached and announced myself, "My name is Chris McKeon, I'm a private detective investigating a case for UMBRELLA, I'm looking for the address of Christopher Redfield, maybe you could help me," "I'm afraid I'm not able to give you that information," "Why not? Is something wrong with your computer," "No, I just don't know what you'll do with it," "Look mate, I'm working for UMBRELLA and as I understand they give you substantial donations, now can you help me," "Of course we can," Came a voice from up ahead, I looked up to see a fat man standing there, "And you are?" "Police Chief Irons, I will be glad to help you," I got the number Redfield's number and left the station. I sauntered along the roads and eventually arrived at Redfield's house, there was a van outside, people were loading stuff into it, one of them was my target. They were moving. I decided I couldn't tail them as they'd probably be extra careful so I walked up to the van, one person was standing guard, a woman wearing a beret. She was standing on the pavement, watching down the road, away from me. I ducked round the other side and rapped loudly on the van's side, it seemed to get her attention. I quietly ran around the other side and jumped into the back of the van. Thankfully there were several boxes that I could hide in, I drew my pistol and waited. The van doors closed and we started out. Confident that there was nobody in the back with me I called Ashford:
"Mr. Ashford, I've found Redfield, he's on the move."
"Excellent, tell me when you get to where you're going." He rang off.
