The Spark Street Butchery: The case!

Near the outskirts of the city there was a abattoir, its' structure was made of bricks and all that showed it was an abattoir was the name "J.E Walkins Meat, the best in the land!" Followed by a phone number, the entrance and the perimeter of the abattoir was cordoned off by "Crime Scene DO NOT CROSS" tape, in the abattoir there were large pools of blood on the floor, some on the walls, and a lot of blood on the blades of a mincer, there was a phrase written on the wall in the victim's blood. "Come and get me PIGS!" It read.
There were numerous forensics scientists inside the abattoir, looking around for clues

Dodge Challenger slowly drove near the crime scene. The motor suddenly was turned off with door opening and M coming out. "Another case, another culprit we can bring to justice!" M shows a evil smile.
He then goes over "Do not cross" tape moving inside the abattoir.

"And it's a gory one this time I hear." Jimmy shuddered as he stepped out of the same car that M had been driving in. He slammed the door behind himself and stepped onto the sidewalk. The snow crunched under his feet.
"This time I dare not to step into the crime scene!" Jimmy gasped, seeing the mess through the window.

A tall, dark skinned male dressed in a usual police suit walked up to the two detectives. "Oh my god thank god you're here! We're stumped! We can see all the blood, but we didn't see any bodies yet, and the only real clue we have is that the murderer wrote that on the wall!" He spoke quickly, pointing to the message the criminal wrote in a victim's blood.
"Anyway, my name is David Jones, I'll be here to assist you if you need me." He said with an optimistic smile, trying his hardest to ignore the massive smears of blood across the floor.

M lets out a small tremble as he hears the word "gory". "Honestly, those stuff make me sick..." M says as he stops right before the door turning head to Jimmy. "But i guess I've seen lots of it when i was aiming to become a surgeon." M turned head back forward going trough the door to see the horror inside it.

"So, what have you found here?" M asked the scientists examining area. "I hope we find something in the crime scene, unlike last time where all clues blew up along with crime scene."

"Bring me the information without the details of the bad stuff." Jimmy sighed, finding a bench near the entrance of the shop and facing away from it. He lay down upon it, thinking up theories.

One of the scientists nodded and pointed to a large smear of blood which led towards a mincer, and another trail of blood which started from the mincer's conveyor belt and ended near a tall blue bag which would usually contain meat. "These are the largest blood stains there are, we still can't find the bodies of the victims." He spoke before adding. "There aren't any fingerprints on the writing on the wall" He sighed and slammed a dossier onto a table.
"All we know is, there's blood, lots of it, and this is an abattoir, there are so many ways to kill someone."

"Hm... The large trail of blood can only mean that something was dragged." M slowly walked to the start of trail. "From here..." M slowly moved along trail to the blue bag, "to here. Have you checked the bag?"

"We didn't get to that yet, instead we looked for fingerprints on the wall first, but that was fruitless, Johnson! Open the bag!" He hollered as a man in a protective suit unzipped the bag, a few thuds happened as numerous minced up human body parts fell to the floor, a few minced arms and legs, and half of a human head which splattered against the floor, a squelching noise was heard as this happened, the man gagged. "OH GOD!" He exclaimed, with a look of pure horror on his face.
"Oh god...That poor man...And we can't find any other victims yet..." He spoke, with a sigh, as officer Johnson threw up on the floor due to the terrible smell of rotten organs.

"Awh god!" M is about to puke when he sees the containing of the bag, he turns around to avoid watching it any further. "Okay then... you tell me if you find something." M says as he slowly moves out of the abattoir.

"You did the correct choice staying outside..." M said coming outside of abattoir standing behind Jimmy.

"From the sounds of it, I did indeed!" Jimmy turned to M, trying to conceal the slightly green look in his face. "I'm an animal person." He chuckled. "I'd never step into one of those places. So tell me the facts, leaving out the gory details." He looked sternly at M while still lying on the bench.

The numerous scientists examined the shredded remains and announced: "WE GOT FINGERPRINTS!" A team of experts scanned the fingerprints and sent it to a laptop where a specialist examined them.

"Hm... without glory?" M took a second to think. "Let's say there was a corpse dragged in a blue bag and that's only thing i found." M was about to sit at bench next to Jimmy when he heard the announcement.

"You did?" M turned around standing in a balanced "get set" pose ready to run any time. "Quick, take them to the lab and see if you can find them in database. Also, take the blood found at abattoir in the blue bag from corpse to examine and find any info about them."

"Oh, god." Jimmy covered his mouth, imagining the scene as soon as M spoke about the body in the blue bag.
"I'll take a break from this one I think." Jimmy frowned sadly.

The scientist nodded as he took a sample of the blood and gave it to another scientist.
There was a technology expert who looked into the owner of the fingerprints, but his search was fruitless. "Uh, guys, you might wanna see this..." He spoke, pointing to a green screen with the symbol of the Us Army on it, along with the message. "The dossier of the person you are searching for has not been found, please try again later" it read, if trying to find the owner to a fingerprint lead to an army database, that could mean only one thing...

"Hmm..? Ha ha, this sort of thing happens a lot, how long have you been working here?" M showed a evil smile at him after hearing Jimmy words. "A corpse in bag... blah! In last case the people inside house were blown to many bits with their blood and insides splattering all around!" M was very disappointed in him really.

"Ah, but we didn't actually see anything of the sort did we?" Jimmy moaned, lying on his side. He then pointed at the other investigator.
"Go see what he wants."

"Who cares about what we saw or not. As a detective, you will have many things like this to deal with!" M said as he then sat on one of the benches that was most nearest. "So right now we have no results of fingerprints and a house full of blood and insides." M turned his head to one of the scientists then: "Did you notice any footprints leading out of the house? Since if it was that bloody when leaving, there has to be some blood on killer's shoes making footprints on the way out... unless he changed or cleaned them off."

"That, and a DNA forensic test should tell us who did what, exactly. Not that I'd be one to do the tests!" Jimmy suggested and warned as he stood up queasily from the bench he had been sitting on. "I'll go ask the lab?"

The great Detective of the South came. He was back. His parents decided to move back to the City. They had a mansion there. Leo stopped by the crime scene. "Kudo!" Leo exclaimed. "Long time no see."

(yeah go ahead)

((Ok I did))

"Go ahead, Jimmy!" M said turning around and looking at the door of butchery. M's eye-lids suddenly got heavy, as M hasn't slept for 24 hours. If he will keep up like this, this might end up with brain pulling out the plug and fainting. And M is very embarrassed of fainting. "Right, tell me if you find anything!" M waved hand to other policemen and scientists. Turning to car side, M walked over to his Dodge Challenger stepping inside it. He turned on the radio on low volume, while it sang "old-people songs". "I never really did think being a policeman would be hard."

Leo looked at the crime scene. "Oh god." Leo said covering his mouth. He had seen a case were a person was disembodied. But this was just sick. Leo did his best not to puke.

"Oh, hello." Jimmy glanced at the new arrival on the scene. "Do I know you from somehwere?" He asked, observing the boy who seemed to be his age with a very similar haircut. "You remind me of someone, but I don;t remember who." He laughed jokingly. However, this person did ring a bell, somewhere deep in his memory...
Jimmy placed his hand on M's car door handle, his feet crunching in the snow below him.