The sound of sirens echo through the street as cop cars came rushing up to a murder scene. A cop walks up to another and taps their shoulder," so what happened here?" He said, the other cop reposed, "not sure... there no signs of struggle, no injuries, and no finger prints... we can't say anything for sure until the results come back." The cop nods slowly and stares at the body, he looks behind him when he heard a car pull up. Stanly steps out of it once he parked the car, he walks over smoking a cigarette. There's never a time where he's not, well that's what people say anyways. Stanly walks over, "I'll take it from here... everyone out."
"Ugh Stanly... listen the chef didn't give you permission to come here so split." The cop said and glares, stan glares back and he was way more intimidating. Soon the smaller cop steps back and groans calling off his men, "you have ten minutes!" He walks out with everyone else. Stan puts out his cigarette and flicks it away. His partner appears out of his back and grins "oh this is a good one~" he chuckles, stan rolls his eyes and leans down, "so.. you gonna tell me who did this? I have better things to do." He said in a low tone, his partner grins "even if I do know why would I tell you?~ wheres the fun in that?~"
"We get to leave sooner, now spill!" Stan barked at him, and the partner frowns "fine..." he takes a closer look at the body "this was a unnatural... one person could have done this... an old friend of mine~" he grins

"Then let's go pay him a visit..."

(Sorry to stop here.. I'm just really tried and I need to lay down)