Jake in the house

The first person of the show I saw was Amy Santiago. At work before the shift even officially started. 

A typical Santiago move from the show.

"What are you doing here Ethan?"

"Someone messing with you again", she said teasingly.

"The only thing messing with me is you Amy", I teased her back and we both started laughing.

After that, she started to work again seemingly forgetting that she originally asked me what I did here.

I didn't mind and looked curiously at the entrance of the legendary elevator.

Who will come in next? 

I felt like playing a lottery.

The second one to come was Charles Boyle. He greeted me friendly and Rosa.

He didn't know who I was. I had no interactions with him yet. Due to that, it wasn't surprising.

The next person was the Serge or Terry.

He was about the same height as me but built way broader. A real muscle package. He still had smarts in his head. He is a combination of brain + body.

In the series Terry had a time when he was very fat, but it seems that that was already over.

At the moment I thought about these things Rosa came into the office wearing a leather jacket.

"What are you doing here?", Rosa asked curiously.

She didn't know I handled a case with Amy and Jake in the past. She wasn't there.

"I am an official counselor of the NYPD now", I said showing her my ID with a smile on my face.

"Cool", Rosa said and started working.

The next person or persons coming were Hitchcock and Scully.

Right after coming in they sat down on their seats and started eating.

The last two persons coming to work were Jake and Gina.

"What's up Ethan"

"What are you doing here?", Jake asked while greeting me with a personal handshake we created on our last trip together.

"I am a counselor of the NYPD", I said to him. 

I had a huge smile on my face showing him the ID and he too started smiling.

"Let us do some detective work Jake. I am keen on solving some cases now", I suggested.

"Come with me", Jake said while going towards his table.

"Who is this?"

"Who is this?"

I heard two people asking.

One male and one female.

The female seemingly interested in me and the male seemingly jealous.

I looked back and recognized the female as Gina and the male as Charles.

Charles was probably jealous due to my and Jake's friendship.

"I am a special counselor of the NYPD", I said showing him my ID.

"You two know each other?", Charles continued asking.

"Yes, we solved a case together", I replied with a smile.

Charles continued asking some questions until he left. 

I liked Charles. He was just too emotional.

"I have a good one here", Jake said with a smile as he took out a file from his staple.

"It is about a 43-year-old woman getting murdered by her husband. They have quite the evidence, but not enough yet. They are still searching for the murder weapon"

"This was a case I originally solved two weeks ago, but it got back online due to the missing weapon", Jake explained the details of the case to me.

"Let us go solve the case", I wanted to start immediately.

"Wait. Do you have a gun?", Jake asked.

"Yes. A very nice one at that"

I said as I took out a beautiful Remington 870.

"You have really good taste", Jake said looking at my shotgun.

We went out of the building and Jake went towards his usual police car.

"Wait, Jake. I have something better", I said from behind him.

"I have installed the civilian cop sirens and everything on my car"

"Let us go drive it", I said to Jake. I let my father organize that when I heard of my jobbing with the police.

"What is your car?"

"Is it the same as last time?", Jake asked with shining eyes.

I nodded with a huge smile on my face.

We both went into the car and started driving.

The first thing I tested was the siren.

It worked.

Should be quite the contrast seeing my heavily tuned AMG blinking with a siren.

I turned the siren off again and we drove towards the apartment where the murder happened.

"You searched everywhere, right?", I asked Jake.

"Yes, all the ones you can think of. The vent, toys, walls, sewer, and even a tree if he threw it down, but we didn't see anything", Jake explained to me.

"The murder weapon was a kitchen knife. Not too sharp, but needed a little push to be able to stab", I talked to myself.

"You have just killed your wife. You have her blood on your knife. You have planned everything long ago. It should be somewhere complex. Where would you not think", I thought to myself over and over and discussed with Jack for three hours continuously.

I looked around again and noticed that a fishing glass wasn't there.

It was there on the photos of the day the album was made.

"Where is the fishing glass?", I asked Jake. I found more of these things, but most of them were leading nowhere.

"I don't remember. I need to call the office for that", Jake said as he called the NYPD.

"They didn't find it anywhere", Jake said coming back.

"Someone must have taken it", we said at the same time.

Things where a murder weapon is searched for aren't in the evidence chamber. 

This shouldn't happen.

"Let's look at the CCTV camera recordings. Who went in there?", we went towards the place, where all the recordings are and found a person going inside once and going out with the fishing class.

We identified the person with the help of the criminal records data bank.

It was a 36-year-old woman. We drove to her house. She most likely kept the fish alive as it would quickly be eaten or decompose if it was released or killed. Thus the knife would show up again.

We broke into her house and saw her cooking.

"Jake in the house", Jake started screaming while arresting the woman.

I just smiled and looked at the goldfish.

"Hi, little guy did something happen to you recently?", I asked the goldfish.

"Someone opened my body and put something inside. I can't eat well anymore since that", the goldfish replied in a sad voice.

I looked at it and sure enough I saw a small cut that was closed professionally.

We brought the goldfish back.

It was operated on and there was indeed the murder weapon in there.

Shortly after the murderer confessed everything.

He had an affair with that woman and killed his wife. 

The woman learned medicine and was a doctor, but got her license revoked.

She put the murder weapon into the goldfish.

A very crazy case.

But the perfect first case.