Why did he do it? If not for a blood-stained futon, a few doses of oxycodone, and a Pink Flamingoes DVD, the perpetrator might never have been caught.

A series of crimes, each ending in a cold case, stumped investigators in Wyoming. A small amount of diazepam condemned a woman possessed.

A horrendous crime in Mississippi had little evidence. Could holistic detectives find a suspect using only a mysterious pizza crust and an incinerated dagger?

A missing dagger, some opium, and a claymore painted a portrait of a woman without conscience.

The ATF spent years trying to solve a crime in New Mexico. Forensic scientists had to figure out how a burrito and a filthy soda can pointed to the suspect of a burglary.

A series of crimes, each ending in a cold case, pointed to a seedy underbelly in Philadelphia. Detectives had to figure out how a futon, an unusual sushi roll, and a chair connected the victim to a seemingly unrelated kidnapping gone wrong.

A series of crimes, each stranger than the last, disturbed the residents of Atlanta. Was it possible that three claymores and a sickle would show the way to the robbery's perpetrator?

Could holistic detectives find a suspect using only two Slipknot cassettes?

Several Mark McGuire trading cards, an ordinary sandwich, and three torn-apart sickles pointed to a woman without conscience.

Even with an intact crime scene, investigators in San Francisco were flabbergasted. Forensic scientists had to figure out how three couches and a soggy rifle showed the way to a man who committed a public intoxication.