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I was too late. The thief had come back and killed the only witness. I should have seen that one coming earlier.
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| *sniff* When I came back from the store, I found him... | |
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In fact, this whole thing was turning out like some cheesy black and white detective novel. I was stuck with overwhelming evidence for two suspects.
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| *sob* He was just lying there, face down in a bucket of cleaning solution. *sniff* | |
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And just like that, I had the answer. In stories like these, the criminal is always...
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| Mrs. Rabbit, due to an overwhelming lack of real evidence, I'm placing you under arrest! | |
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| He looked so...wait, what the hell did you just say?! | |
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