NCIS: Sydney

Come on, you can do this, Tegan. Let's go!

You won, Tegan! Yeah!

Bro! In the hangar!

Good race, Avery.

Don't touch me.

What? What did I say?

Tegan! Tegan! Tegan! Tegan!

Tegan! Tegan! Tegan! Tegan!

Tegan!

Honey, where are you?

Tegan?

Tegan!

Babe?

What?

I need you!

She's done it again.

Are you kidding me?

It's your turn.

I am sick of being the fun police.

It's me. You know what to do.

Tegan, honey,

I don't know where you are,

but you have exactly one hour to come back home.

I think I'm in love.

Yeah, I've gotta be honest,

she's a lot bigger than I thought.

I'm not complaining.

And there's nothing that Sonja won't do.

Ooh.

AI-powered,

but completely firewall-protected.

Sonja's not just a fridge.

Sonja online-shops for you, learns your eating patterns,

and she makes seven kinds of ice cubes.

And when you say music she's...

Screams in Korean?

Sonja, music off!

Good, Sonja.

As long as DeShawn's food's still in there.

- Bluebird! - Argh!

Bluebird! Bluebird!

Isn't that fun?

Yeah, I connected her to all of your phones,

but she wouldn't connect with Doc's,

so I turned him into a meme.

I didn't want him to feel left out.

Does it keep the beer cold?

- Can I get back to you on that? - Sure.

In the meantime, let's do that NCIS thing.

Yeah.

Onya, Sonja.

Tegan Macpherson, 17, American.

Her dad, Ethan, works in acquisitions for the US Navy.

You okay?

Poor kid.

Part of the job I hate the most.

I'm with you there, partner.

Cause of death, Rosie?

Uh, loss of blood,

most likely from a severed carotid artery.

We thinking knife?

Uh, well, knife wounds tend to be cleaner.

This looks like it's been shredded.

Something mechanical would be my guess.

But... whoever did this

was tall enough to solve the Wallabies' line-out woes.

Uh, think Larry Bird on stilts.

It looks like she was climbing into the vent

at the top of that ladder when she was killed.

Death from above.

We're very sorry for your loss.

When was the last time you saw Tegan?

Last night.

She snuck out.

Again.

That sort of thing happen a lot?

She started hanging out with a new crowd.

Sneaking out, coming home late.

Any idea what she was doing?

Look, she's 17.

Yeah, I guess she was testing boundaries.

We'll need to talk to her friends.

Do you have their names?

She met them online. I have no idea who they are.

So, I found out who her friends are.

There were a bunch of social media posts

geotagged to the location of the crime scene

around the time of Miss Tegan's death.

And?

And I feel I really must recluse myself.

Tegan was hanging out with people that I kinda know.

What? Like, friends?

Oh. I wish. No.

These people are mucho heavy.

They're part of the Fortress Crew.

Oh, come on. The gaming posse?

They're like the sickest gamers in the whole city.

Where have you guys been?

I don't know. Just hanging out in the real world.

Okay, well, they hang out at a place called the Fortress.

Okay, and you hang out there too?

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

That place is a little bit

too first-person shooter for my liking.

And as you guys know,

I'm more of an MMORPG kinda gal.

Just roll the tape, Blue.

So she was a drone racer?

Guess we know where Tegan was sneaking off to.

And she wasn't just racing.

She was winning.

Tegan was kicking names and taking ass.

No points for second best.

- You know who she is? - No.

I'm still trying to work that out.

So what's the prize for winning one of these races?

Oh, merch, sponsorship deals.

I mean, more than anything, though, bragging rights.

The winner gets mad street cred

and the loser just gets a sad trip home on the bus.

- Oi! - Argh!

Stick that in your, um,

your magnifying thingy, will you, Bluebird?

What is it?

From the looks of the micro-strands, it looks like

it's from some sort of super-high-end carbon fiber.

From what?

I'd start there.

Carbon fiber props on a drone.

Well, sounds like you might want to cancel that BOLO

you've got on Larry Bird.

Tegan wasn't just racing drones.

She was killed by one.

Actually, you know what, guys, I think on second thoughts,

I'm just gonna stay in the car.

Okay, just keep these windows open

and, uh, I promise I won't overheat.

Blue, we're gonna go in there

and they're gonna say a bunch of techie stuff

that Mackey's not gonna understand.

JD will pretend he understands, but he won't.

That is a fact.

And that's when you step in and translate.

Blue, Tegan died from

injuries sustained in an encounter with a drone.

We need to find out how.

And you can help with,

you know, the nerds.

Okay, just please don't call them "the nerds", okay?

It perpetuates unwelcome stereotypes.

Oh, yeah?

Sometimes.

- Victory! - Oh, come on.

Wow, I'd hate to see the power bill for this joint.

Ha! You jest, but the voltage running through this place

could keep the Death Star afloat for weeks.

Yeah, if the Death Star was real.

Shh! Boss, not in here.

Hey, don't be intimidated, Blue.

They're all just as nerdy as you are.

Yo.

Sup, dawgs?

What are you, a cop?

Yep.

Get in there!

Wait, are you playing Hollow Knight: Silksong?

Yeah, obvs.

And you're still stuck on the Bell Beast,

even with Druid's Eye?

Here, can I?

What?

Who did you say you were again?

Uh, Bluebird Gleeson.

No, no, no, no. Who are you really?

Um...

..I'm DeathBird666?

The DeathBird666?

Yes.

So, um, recognize her?

Welcome to the Event Horizon.

Level 50-plus only.

You need to have clocked

at least seven tier-one games or more.

I'm one short.

"NOTAHELIBRO."

Why'd you choose that as your handle?

Drones are the future. Dinosaurs fly choppers.

Yeah, Special Agent Mackey here is a chopper pilot.

She's not that into drones.

Pwned.

She just owned you.

Kind of dominating this sweaty noob right now.

This scrub's about to learn all about GG no re.

Good game, no rematch. The 'G' stands for...

Yes, Blue, thank you.

Are you serious, bro?

Last night you were drone racing with Tegan Macpherson.

- So? - So...

..Tegan was found dead soon after.

Tegan's dead?