1ND1GO 3: A Headfull of Dollars

I recommend reading the first two stories before reading this one. It won't take much time; they're short, I promise. You can find them here:
First story: https://chyoa.com/story/1ND1GO.10646
Second story: https://chyoa.com/story/1ND1GO-2.11812

"Find any clues?"

The young but shabby looking investigator was crouching down to look under the bed, but stood up with a disappointed look on his face when the officer spoke to him.

"No **** entry, no signs of trouble, yet she's gone."

"It's a home away from home NEET nest. Probably a fund baby. What do you think?"

The investigator hummed to himself. He looked over to the desk of the missing person, idly picking up and placing down again bottles of lube and empty smoking cartridges that were there. Her computer sat there as well, but it was blank- the technician was yet to confirm this, but he knew already it would be. Saw it all before. Not surprising really since it was brand new. One of them Indigo models- from what he heard they were the best, but pricey, very pricey. Pricier than the apartment it found itself in.

"Don't you find it strange officer, that the expensive computer is untouched, yet there is no chair to sit on?"

The officer scrunched his face. "Hypno-abduction?"

"Most likely. The chair must've been one of them special haptic ones, not worth as much but easier to sell than that. These weren't amateur kidnappers if they're not falling for the easy mistakes, that's fer sure." He took out his e-cigar and started to smoke it. "I'm gonna go eat. A bowl of chilli always clears my head."

"What about this case?"

"What about it? Not much we can do- they're long gone and covered their tracks too." He puffed. "Unless we find the lady we can't do nuthin', and that girl is long gone- a needle in a mountain of a haystack- and the needle thinks it's hay. Forget it, nothing we can do for her right now."

The officer looked dejected, looking at the spot where the woman most likely spent most of her time at.

"Hey, don't look so glum," the investigator said, laying a hand on his shoulder, "those kinds of crooks, they always get their comeuppance eventually. You'll see. They always get too deep eventually."

<User_Tracy>: Spiral so pretty...

<1ND1GO>: That's it, who's a good girl?

<User_Tracy>: Im a good girl!

<1ND1GO>: Of course you are. Now you sit and behave while one of my guys goes over to pick you up, okay?

<User_Tracy>: Yes master!

<User_Tracy>: ...

<User_Tracy>: Someone knocked!

<1ND1GO>: That's him. Now let him in and then leave everything to us. You don't have to worry your sugar-tits about anything from now on.

<User_Tracy>: Yes master!

<User_Tracy>: ...

<User_Tracy>: Hey boss

<1ND1GO>: Hey.

<1ND1GO>: Anything good?

<User_Tracy>: Anything good?

<User_Tracy>: This place is a dud

<User_Tracy>: nothing good

<1ND1GO>: Damn, another bust.

<1ND1GO>: The girl is nothing special either.

<User_Tracy>: Im telling ya boss

<User_Tracy>: we've run the city dry of gullible girls

<User_Tracy>: only ones left are crumbs

<User_Tracy>: or undercover

<1ND1GO>: Yeah, could be good to lay low a while.

<1ND1GO>: Leave the field to fallow.

<User_Tracy>: i'll take another look

<User_Tracy>: but i bet theres nothin

<1ND1GO>: Don't forget to fry the machine before you leave.

<User_Tracy>: yeah yeah boss, i know the drill

<User_Tracy>: see you soon boss

<1ND1GO>: Yeah, don't take too long.