Nic twirls his personal lacquered chopsticks in his noodles (he hates using utensils from restaurants), pondering for a moment.
Nic: We'll hit the location where the girl disappeared, although with Arthur pulled off the case, we're not gonna get much of a vibe from the location itself. I can do some tricks, but reading chi auras isn't one of them. I hope there's some physical evidence that gives us a clue as to who swiped her. If we get a solid lead, we follow that to the girl. If we don't, we go see the blue-haired friend, Sarah.
Nic slurps the last of his noodles, smiling at the surprisingly tasty flavor.
Nic: We need to know what the word on the street is. Somebody doesn't just go up in smoke without somebody else seeing or hearing something about it. Huang, do you have any eyes on the street here, someone we could shake down for info? And Ming, if there are any street cameras or nearby security cameras at the scene of the disappearance, you should give those a look and see if anything was caught on tape.
The thing that worries me is the magic blocking me from seeing Mingxia. If there's magic involved, that means a sorcerer. I've got a friend in this part of the city who keeps tabs on which spell-slingers, and people in my line of work, are passing through. If you'll excuse me, I'm gonna make some calls and see if there's any word about someone new on the scene causing problems.
Nic leaves the table and walks outside, dialing his cell phone.