"What was it like to work in the FBI with this so called Sampson?" Benson asked. "Well... It's a long story..."
"It was 1952 when me and my partner, Sampson, were working on our first case. We got a call from the FBI HQ that a dead body was found in the woods. So we went to investigate. When we got there, there was news reports and people from the press everywhere. They were asking سوالات and being really nosy. We went to look at the body and get some evidence. We found out that she was raped, was tied up due to bloody rope marks, her jewelry was stolen, she was a mother and a teacher, she was married but the wedding ring was taken off with force, she was hit in the back of her neck with a led pipe, and she was stepped on due to bloody footprints on her chest, size 8. When we got enough evidence and clues, we went to the victum's house. We had a feeling that her husband murdered her. When we got there, he wasn't ہوم but her daughter was. So we looked around and found out that there was some missing jewelry. And some size 8 boots. We questioned the daughter, and that's when Hugo, the suspect, came home. We asked him a few questions, but we didn't have proof that he did it, so we left. But before we got in the car, there was this nosy neighbor that talked to us about what she heard last night, and that she heard screaming, then all of a sudden she saw Hugo in his backyard throwing something away so I chased after him and caught him. In the trash can I found a bloody shoe, size 8. So we arrested him..." "And... What else happened?" Benson asked. "I can not tell آپ anymore details." "Why not?" "I is not aloud. Retired یا not, it stays a secret." "Oh, sorry..." Ginger just remembered something. "Uh, Benson... There's something I need to tell you..." "Yeah?" "Are آپ in love with me, Benson?" Benson gasped. "Yes! Yes, I am! D-Do آپ love me back?" "Yes, of course I do. And I know what you're thinking, but, we can't be boyfriend and girlfriend." Benson's smile went away. "W-What? But why?" "I already have a boyfriend." "Oh..." "Benson, don't be sad. We can still be friends!" Ginger کہا holding Benson hand. "Y-Yeah, but... Okay." Benson smiled. Ginger smiled back. "So?" Benson said. "What?" Ginger replied. "Who's your boyfriend?" "Uhhhhhhh... Mabye it's best آپ don't know."
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"It was 1952 when me and my partner, Sampson, were working on our first case. We got a call from the FBI HQ that a dead body was found in the woods. So we went to investigate. When we got there, there was news reports and people from the press everywhere. They were asking سوالات and being really nosy. We went to look at the body and get some evidence. We found out that she was raped, was tied up due to bloody rope marks, her jewelry was stolen, she was a mother and a teacher, she was married but the wedding ring was taken off with force, she was hit in the back of her neck with a led pipe, and she was stepped on due to bloody footprints on her chest, size 8. When we got enough evidence and clues, we went to the victum's house. We had a feeling that her husband murdered her. When we got there, he wasn't ہوم but her daughter was. So we looked around and found out that there was some missing jewelry. And some size 8 boots. We questioned the daughter, and that's when Hugo, the suspect, came home. We asked him a few questions, but we didn't have proof that he did it, so we left. But before we got in the car, there was this nosy neighbor that talked to us about what she heard last night, and that she heard screaming, then all of a sudden she saw Hugo in his backyard throwing something away so I chased after him and caught him. In the trash can I found a bloody shoe, size 8. So we arrested him..." "And... What else happened?" Benson asked. "I can not tell آپ anymore details." "Why not?" "I is not aloud. Retired یا not, it stays a secret." "Oh, sorry..." Ginger just remembered something. "Uh, Benson... There's something I need to tell you..." "Yeah?" "Are آپ in love with me, Benson?" Benson gasped. "Yes! Yes, I am! D-Do آپ love me back?" "Yes, of course I do. And I know what you're thinking, but, we can't be boyfriend and girlfriend." Benson's smile went away. "W-What? But why?" "I already have a boyfriend." "Oh..." "Benson, don't be sad. We can still be friends!" Ginger کہا holding Benson hand. "Y-Yeah, but... Okay." Benson smiled. Ginger smiled back. "So?" Benson said. "What?" Ginger replied. "Who's your boyfriend?" "Uhhhhhhh... Mabye it's best آپ don't know."
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