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Post by Eyes on Apr 6, 2016 20:23:21 GMT -5
"Excuse me," said the Prime Minister to the others. Then he whispered something in Gent's ear.
"Oh, I see. Sorry." And he and Gunnarson left.
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Post by frankthetriviaman on Apr 6, 2016 20:32:59 GMT -5
"Gunnarson, this is not like you at all- how could you have had two dead leads in one day?" Gent asked.
"I don't know... and the first suspect fit the profile almost perfectly. But don't worry, I do have one more, and this one is surefire." Gunnarson assured.
"What do you mean?" Gent asked.
"Royal Guard cigarettes are only found in one tobacco shop around here, and the clerk who runs the shop is known for interacting with his customers quite a bit. It's quite certain that the store owner has seen his face." Gunnarson explained.
20 minutes later, Gunnarson was at Crossman Tobacco; a local smoke shop and the only one around that carried Royal Guard cigarettes. They went up to the shopkeeper.
"Royal Guard? Oh yes, those don't sell too much, but those who do smoke it are regular buyers. I've only got six customers that buy them, so I don't have to buy too much of them at a time.
"Would you say that one of them looks like this?" As Gunnarson gave the known physical descriptions.
"Yea; yea one of them does. Comes in here 2-3 times a week. Those Royal Guards, he can't get enough of them. Strangest thing though- the other day he threw out half a walking stick in my garbage can. There was red on it and it looked like blood, so I saved it. I was going to call the police, but when there wasn't any news of a beating, I thought it was unimportant so I held on to it" he explained.
Gunnarson took out the other half; he had it on him just in case. When he put the two parts together... they fit together perfectly.
"We got our man" Gunnarson smiled. "Do you know his name?" Gunnarson asked the shopkeeper
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Post by Eyes on Apr 6, 2016 20:49:34 GMT -5
"Yes," said the man, "his na- uh- uh- eurgh!!" And he slumped to the ground.
Gent and Gunnarson jumped over to help, but the man was already dead.
"By Jove, Gunnarson!" cried Gent. "He's been poisoned!"
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Post by frankthetriviaman on Apr 6, 2016 20:51:47 GMT -5
"how is that even possible? We were standing here the whole time!" Gunnarson said; there was no opportunity for someone to shoot a dart at him in front of two eyewitnesses.
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Post by Eyes on Apr 6, 2016 20:53:22 GMT -5
"No!" said Gent. "Not a dart! He was poisoned beforehand!"
"What?!"
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Post by frankthetriviaman on Apr 6, 2016 20:59:56 GMT -5
"Look at his mouth; it must have been something he ate!" Gent said.
"But this man is just a tobacco store owner... and the one frequented by our killer, why would he want to kill an simple shopkeeper?" Gunnarson said, looking around the store for leads
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Post by Eyes on Apr 6, 2016 21:02:13 GMT -5
"Possibly because he knew too much?" suggested Gent.
"That must be it!" said Gunnarson. "Of course! How could I be so stupid! And look!" he cried suddenly.
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Post by frankthetriviaman on Apr 6, 2016 21:12:06 GMT -5
In the corner was a newspaper with a rather pristine shoeprint on it. He went over and looked at it.
"Size 14... the same shoe we saw in the alley... he was here!" Gunnarson said. He went over to the trash can where he found a beer bottle of the same foreign brand... with another coded note inside. But this time, the decoded message was on the paper "Gulden has double-crossed us; deal with him immediately"
"Gunnarson, look!" Gent had taken the liberty of taking a look at the handle of the cane... and found three pristine fingerprints on the handle.
"We got him now; I touched it by the broken edge, so my prints are over here" Gunnarson pointed out.
"I'll get them recorded immediately; good thing HQ is down the block" Gent said
"But we've got bigger problems; look" Gunnarson said as he showed the note.
"Good Lord; this note is ordering a kill! But who is Gulden?" Gent asked.
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Post by Eyes on Apr 6, 2016 21:14:50 GMT -5
"Why, the store owner! It's called Gulden's Tobacco."
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Post by frankthetriviaman on Apr 6, 2016 21:17:56 GMT -5
"What? I thought this was Crossman Tobacco" Gent said, as he ran outside to check the store sign again.
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Post by Toz76 on Apr 6, 2016 23:46:35 GMT -5
Indeed, the sign said Crossman Tobacco.
Suddenly, Gunnarson began to grow suspicious of Gent. Even though he was helping him, he seemed to be trying to mislead him, and his chance meeting with him was very suspicious.
"That's ridiculous!" Gunnarson told himself, but he couldn't shake his suspicions.
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Post by Eyes on Apr 7, 2016 7:52:25 GMT -5
*Pause Wait a second here, Toz76, Gunnarson said that it was Gulden's Tobacco, and Gent was the one who found out that it was Crossman Tobacco. How could he be suspicious of Gent? They'd successfully solved several cases before. |
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Post by frankthetriviaman on Apr 7, 2016 8:06:26 GMT -5
Hold on, there was just some misreading here; I'll straighten it out-
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"No Gent; the man's name is Gulden; the store is called Crossman Tobacco. But it is Gulden that is the clerk."
"Oh, I see." Gent said.
Some time later, the evidence was taken to HQ where it was recorded and secured.
"We got the fingerprints successfully lifted; once we have a suspect we'll be able to do a comparison" an officer assured.
Meanwhile, Gunnarson had acquired the store's ledger, and was reading through it.
"Anything?" Gent asked.
"Yes; I've managed to find the six names that buy Royal Guard. Take a look" Gunnarson said.
Gent took a look at the ledger; the six names were underlined.
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Post by Eyes on Apr 7, 2016 8:14:12 GMT -5
今天，先生您好 ！
你好
你好嗎
我好和你
滾你媽
這是你的對手揍你
Gunnarson and Gent stared.
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Post by frankthetriviaman on Apr 7, 2016 8:22:17 GMT -5
"Wait, that's not right" Gunnarson said. Then he saw the heading "foreign customers"
"Oops, wrong group. Here's the six I was referring to" Gunnarson said.
William Cook
Franz Gelb
Jacob Reese
Edgar Jones
Heinrich Werner
Samuel Elmore
"Any ring a bell to you?" Gent asked.
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Post by Eyes on Apr 7, 2016 8:33:10 GMT -5
(Darn, Frank, that was supposed to be a plot point.... use Google Translate to see what they say, and you'll see why.)
"No," said Gunnarson, "I've never heard of them in my life."
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Post by frankthetriviaman on Apr 7, 2016 8:51:35 GMT -5
(Oh, why didn't you say so? that gives me an idea)
But Gunnarson did a double take. "Wait a minute- each of these names corresponds to... There's something hidden in the language!" Gunnarson realized.
"You sure?"
"Positive- why else keep a multi language ledger?" He pointed out.
"I can get an interpreter- but I need to figure out if this is Chinese or Japanese first." Gent offered
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Post by Eyes on Apr 7, 2016 8:53:33 GMT -5
"It looks like Chinese," said Gunnarson. "Chinese looks more like Japanese buildings, whereas Japanese looks more like random lines everywhere."
"....if...you say so," said Gent.
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Post by frankthetriviaman on Apr 7, 2016 9:00:58 GMT -5
Gent ran to the phone "get me constable Wilkins... No! Not the one with the scar, the one who knows Chinese. The OTHER one that knows Chinese! Ok, how soon can you get him up? Thanks." And he hung up.
"What was that about?" Gunnarson asked, confused.
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Post by Eyes on Apr 7, 2016 9:27:56 GMT -5
"The interpreter?"
"No, the scar."
"Oh, that's....
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