Mm. I never got around to replacing mine. As for your things, the police did not take anything. There was no need.

[ gets up, wandering off for a moment. When he comes back, he has Ingo's notebook, a tablet, and a charger with a longass cable. He plugs the charger in and hooks it up to the tablet, placing it on the coffee table by the couch before sitting back down, passing his notebook over. ]

It is dead. Just like you, legally.