[h3 +]
Ciel narrowed his eyes at Sebastian as he left, allowing the cane to lean against the building. He had specifically instructed his butler to leave it at home, yet here it was in the master's possession. He would certainly pay for that later, how he hadn't quite worked out yet. Disobeying Sebastian's instructions for his safety or forcing him to do work he hated usually got him heated pretty quickly, perhaps he'd venture down that route. For now, however, he still had a crime scene to investigate.
The boy continued his way through it, observing every angle of it and making mental notes to add to the case file when he returned home. The sprays of blood were a bit off, seeming to come from two different directions and the second seemed to be.....darker. How could blood be darker? This thought caused a soft frown to touch his face, his hand running over the dried sprays before falling back down to his side. Something didn't add up. The blood on the cobblestones was the same, some having a darker tint to it than the bright, cherry red that it normally was.
Deciding to venture past the crime scene, Ciel ducked under the rope that blocked it off and moved down to the next street over. A few late night workers were standing around, beers in their hands and chatting softly with each other. To Ciel's surprise, he could see some of the darker blood on the cobblestones here as well, but these were only drops. Had whoever this was been attacked elsewhere and simply finished off where the one body was found? Only one way to find out. He continued to follow the trail until he found himself in a pretty dark area of the city. People of all kinds seemed to be out at this hour, up to no good, and would have no qualms about beating up a child if they felt he was in their way.
The blood stopped in front of the door of an ironworks factory, Ciel looking up at the large entrance. The padlock on the outside simply meant he had to find another way in. He was about to do so when he felt a hard shove to his back, forcing him into the wall of the building where he quickly turned around. It certainly wasn't Sebastian, he wouldn't dare touch his master in such a manner. A large, burly man stood over him, a lit cigarette in his mouth, and glared down at the boy.
[+red "Surely you were out working hard today, boy. Give me all the money you've collected and I won't beat the hell out of you."]