Serial Explosions, the third house. (Open)

"Not really. Takashi was freed few days ago." M released his thumb nail from teeth and placed both palms behind head. "The thing that surprised me, was that they cannot find any data on Takashi trough database. If he has ever been in jail, his data SHOULD be there!"

"I've heard of this before." Jimmy stood up straight, stretching his arms.
Information on prison occupants was often wiped if something shocking, big or anything that could cause a scandal, happened.
But that data could be recovered.
"All we need to do is go to where you asked them to recover the data from." Jimmy shrugged. "When data is deleted, the file is actually still there. You're only really deleting the knowledge of the location of the file from the computer. Unless it has been written over 35 times by random binary code, you can reclaim and restore it."

"Ha ha... i remember something like that when watching CSI New York!" M laughed scratching back of his head with one arm. "But we still don't know if it was deleted..." M looks down on his feet, "well it must be! There is no other way."

"Indeed, there is no other way. Either that, or it was all a cover up and he never actually entered the prison in the first place." Jimmy explained. "Now can we move things along?"

"Eh..." M thought for a second, "sure, but my phone's battery is almost out. Let's go to the police station lab where the database computer is." M then stand back up on feet looking left and right and slowly walked to a gray Dodge Challenger.

Pi, pi!

M pressed button that was attached to keys opening the door. And acting all cool of himself, M sat in the car waiting for Jimmy to come.

Jimmy opened his own side's car door and climbed onto the seat.
"Right, ready." He spoke as he slammed the door behind himself.

M turned in engine and soon pressed the pedal going to police station lab.