Why the heck did you do that? Do what? Last night, during my party, you snuck into my room, when I wasn’t there, and happened to scratch my videogame disc! You don’t even know what happened! It was an accident! I… I don’t care how it happened! I paid $100 for this game, and I was THIS close to beating it! I told you! It was an accident! I didn’t mean to do it! Just shut up! I’m tired of being treated like this! It’s like I’m not important. He needs to pay. Hey, kid! You dropped something! Joe, we have a serious emergency! Go ahead. Hit me with anything and I’ll solve the problem. I’m afraid this isn’t your average case. Yesterday afternoon a young man was poisoned! And why is this such a difficult case? Everyone thought the house was vacant. It turns out the boy had been living there for about three months. But nobody knows if he lived alone or not. So you’re saying he’s an orphan? Most likely. But the even more challenging part is how the poisoning happened. Someone could have broken into his house, or… Did you consider that there was a dangerous substance in the household? We inspected everything in the house after the incident yesterday, and we found nothing. How did you know the boy was there? He called the police. Okay. And when you were in the house, was there any evidence that someone lived with the boy? No. For all we know, he may have wanted more than one bedroom. All right then. Thanks for notifying me of the crime. I’ll start investigating immediately. You’re under arrest for your dirty little poison trick! Oh, hello. Please have a seat. Hi, I’m Maria. I’m Joe. I’m Emma. I’m Joe. Is he all right? No. Even though the poison didn’t knock him out for very long, it had some effects. He doesn’t trust anyone anymore. How long has this been going on for? I’d say about two days. But thankfully, he drank little poison. The effects could have been worse. All I remember is that I wasn’t the only
one in my house when it happened. Really? Who else was present? I’m not sure exactly. The only thing I’m sure of is that he was a boy. A young boy. But I don’t know why he was in my
house or what he was doing there. Everything after that is just a blur. So, let me get this straight. You’re not a real police officer, and you want my help? Yes. Why? Well, yesterday, I was out for an evening walk,
and all of a sudden I heard something. So I looked over to the other side
of the street I was walking on, and I saw you. Bursting out of your front door. And eventually, you dropped something. A vial of poison. Exactly. And I assume you know you’re in trouble. Do you know who’s going after you now? Joe Craig. Joe Craig! Only California’s most intelligent detective! Yipee! You sound like you hate him. Oh, I do. Let me explain. See, about five years ago, I was a top rated detective. I had it all: the fame, the money. Until a far younger and far smarter detective stole the spotlight. Joe Craig. And I’ve been plotting revenge ever since. I just couldn’t do it alone. So, you want me to be your ally? Yes. But if you don’t want to, that’s ok. You’ll have a slim chance at getting away with the crime. I accept! All right! Bedrooms are a good place to start. It was his little brother. Remember the plan? Don’t screw it up! Or we’re both going to prison. Got it? Got it.