"I thought we decided to leave it to Processing." The lieutenant shakes his head. "Let's…

"I thought we decided to leave it to Processing." The lieutenant shakes his head. "Let's not turn this into some kind of circus."

Damn it, this is turning into some sort of mega-puzzle.

Okay, so you can sneak out of your room maybe, after he's gone asleep...

The body is reluctant to let go of the boots -- as though they were its last bit of dignity.

You're going to need to summon all your strength for this undertaking.

Whatever you're planning to do, you need to do it before you catch pneumonia in the cold draft coming from deep inside the fridge.

Pull on the right boot.

It's not completely useless. You're able to reveal a little more of the putrid polymer sock beneath the boot.

Just relax. This is easy. This is happening.

See? The corpse doesn't care if you try to take his boots. He doesn't need them. He's probably glad to get rid of them.

Step on the corpse as you pull on the boots.

Something cracks in the left leg -- it really is about to come off. The leg, I mean. Not the boot.

You may want to slow down. Don't tear into it like that.

Pick up the body and try to shake the boots off.

It's heavier than you'd think. You're forced to drop it back down immediately. The corpse lands on the ground with a nauseating thud, looking even sadder than before.

Damn, you're out of shape... In your defence, the corpse was quite slippery.

Try to twist the boots off one by one.

This is the right method. It takes some time, but eventually the boots come off -- with nasty slices of polymer sock stuck to even bigger pieces of skin and rotting flesh.

Take stock of the damage.

Not good. Let's pin this on the bear -- the ice bear tore up his legs with its claws. As for the boots -- you can't possibly do anything with them until you have cleaned and disinfected them thoroughly.

Yes. These absolutely need to be washed before. The stink is incredible.

Didn't the Whirling have a kitchen?

The legs look like they've been clawed at by wild animals. As for the boots -- you can't possibly do anything with them until you have cleaned and disinfected them thoroughly.

Yes. These absolutely need to be washed before. The stink is incredible.

Didn't the Whirling have a kitchen?

"Look -- he's skinning the fucker up good. Puukko style."

"Hell. Keep at it, pig!"

Adjust his seating position first.

He's too heavy to move by yourself -- a great mass of dead muscles, with hoarfrost covering his milky eyes.

Is that an accusatory glance he gave you? No... no, he's cool.

Pull on the left boot.

It feels like the leg is going to come off along with the boot, but you are able to get the boot to move a centimetre or two.

"Whoah. Cuno's little sneak-pig's back for the booty... "

"Yeah, fuck it to pieces for us. Liar cop!"

Before you can grab hold of the boot, you hear a voice coming out of the dead man's mouth. It's the voice of Lieutenant Kim Kitsuragi, telling you to stop whatever you're doing.

You're sabotaging the crime scene, and yet you haven't even finished the field autopsy. Come back later when you're done with the investigation.