13 hours after the pimp was killed, Harry got to his apartment. A yellow alicorn was there waiting.

Yellow Alicorn: Hello.
Harry: Hello. What's your name?
Yellow Alicorn: Sunny. You're that cop that lives upstairs, right?
Harry: Yeah.
Yellow Alicorn: It's funny, I've only lived here for six months, and I've never seen Ты here before.
Harry: *Smiles* That is funny I suppose.
Yellow Alicorn: Just one question. What does it take to go to постель, кровати with you?
Harry: Umm.... Try knocking on the door? *Walks to apartment room*

Shortly after arriving to his room, a knock could be heard from the door.

Harry: *Opens door*
Sunny: Hello.
Harry: Hello.
Sunny: *Looking around room* Do Ты always live in the dark?
Harry: еще или less. *Sits down* I got drinks if you're thirsty.
Sunny: *Looks in refrigerator*
Harry: *Hears phone ring, and answers* Hello?
Briggs: Is that Ты Calahan?
Harry: Of course it's me. Who were Ты expecting? Clint Eastwood?
Briggs: What are Ты doing?
Harry: Entertaining a female guest.
Briggs: Well put your pants back on, and get over here. We need your help on all those murders being made in this town.
Harry: I'm on stakeout, remember?

10 минуты later at a morgue.

Briggs: Not anymore Calahan. As of now, you, and your partner are on homicide.
Morgue owner: We got these dead bodies that came in just now. This пони died for gambling. The one Далее to him died for driving a truck. This black mare, and the pimp, are the newest bodies we got.
Harry: What happened?
Morgue owner: We heard from a taxicab driver that the pimp killed his special somepony, and this morning, somepony else shot the pimp by the golden neigh bridge.
Police Captain: Harry, this is serious business. If Ты mess things up, I'm gonna drop Ты lower then кит shit.
Harry: Speaking of кит shit, what have Ты found Briggs?
Briggs: I'll have Ты know that we work hard here, and we don't take kindly to foul ups.

After that, Harry went to his apartment.

Harry: *Walks in room*
Sunny: *Laying in bed*
Harry: Are Ты comfortable?
Sunny: Yes.
Harry: Warm enough?
Sunny: Yes.
Harry: Good. *Lays in постель, кровати Далее to Sunny*

And they both slept together.

Далее morning, Harry was looking at a bullet through a microscope.

Early Joe: *Walks in* The ponies in the white coats want to see you.
Harry: I wonder why.
Early Joe: They want to Показать Ты something that could help us with that murder.
Harry: Of the pimp?
Early Joe: Yes.
Harry: Alright. Let's see what they got. *Walks to pimp car*
Early Joe: *Follows*
White пальто Pony: So, we measured the area of the blood on one of the car seats, and we determined that the killer had to be standing right Далее to the car when he shot that pimp. One bullet would not be enough to make a pool of blood like that, so the killer shot him five times, with a magnum.
Early Joe: Maybe it was Harry. He has a magnum, and hates pimps еще than anypony.
Harry: *Glares at Early Joe* Enough with the jokes Joe.

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