Near Cafe Jillian - Hominis/Downtown District - Gensoka City
It seemed that with a new day came new problems to surmount, but also answers to the problems of days past. Byakuren, after a bit of team-building with Komachi, had stayed at the Addled Apartments for an extra hour to gather more information on the gunshot victim. Dead as a doornail, but she didn't deserve a fate like being shot in the head. The detective kept with the officers and let them take the body to the precinct for further investigation.
Byakuren was not an expert forensic analyst like a few at the precinct, but she knew enough to know what was a stab wound, what was a gunshot, and more. She performed a quick fingerprint dusting on objects of interest, including the door handle, but her efforts came up fruitless. The crooks were wearing gloves. With that route blocked off, Byakuren turned to the landlord and his records. A girl like Sally had a last name, and she most definitely had a family.
To the detective's good fortune, her guess of Leafwing as a surname was right on the money. Sally Leafwing, a young, delicate fairy. She family: a mother, a father, and a sister, but they were living far off in the midwest. Perhaps the girl had sought to make it big as an actor or performer in Gensoka City before the blockade was placed into effect. Contacting the parents, while not so difficult with the blockade, was no small feat for the detective. The family needed to know the fate of their daughter, and they needed to be assured that things were being taken care of.
With a letter sent through the right people and the case of the murder of Sally Leafwing getting stirred up, Byakuren retired for the night.
She awoke in the morning, shuffled and groaned, took a bath, then dressed herself for the day ahead. The first thing she did when she stepped out was to duck into a coffee shop and uplift herself with something strong, lest her performance falter in the wake of her staying up so late last night. She nursed her coffee and headed out, snuggled deep in her peacoat from the nips in the air.
"Extra, extra!" cried a newsboy as he rounded on the auburn-haired detective with his newspapers. "Farmers and congress! Blockade status!"
"I'll take one," Byakuren said as she handed the boy a few coins.
As the boy ran off a few coins richer, Byakuren took the opportunity to sit down on a public bench and open up the paper. She sipped from her coffee and read at her own pace, not too concerned with much else while she had coffee to drink.