V has finally figured out who was entering his apartment, and touching his stuff. It turns out the landlord’s preteen daughter and her friend decided to play hooky from school that week and, having nowhere to hide, lifted Daddy’s master keys and helped themselves to V’s apartment. Being morons, they left shoeprints, moved his stuff around, and even turned off his PC. Maybe they should stay in school more often, since they’d make lousy criminals.
The funny thing is, V didn’t find this out with the glass of water, or his motion-tracking camera – it was through the power of MOM. The landlord’s wife discovered her daughter didn’t make attendance on the same days V reported the break-ins, and put two and two together.