The man in blue raises an eyebrow. "She's not in here. No duh. Besides, you know that you can't ask me that question. Privacy, you know? Actually, I think I would like you to leave now."
"Bu..."
"No matter. Just. Go."
You walk away, still unable to quite piece together what happened in the house.
OOC NOTE: All the clues that you *need* to piece together the thing have been given.
IC: You boot up your PC. 'tis time to talk to the murderer. Over the past few years, you two, the murderer and the detective, have grown quite close together. The murderer would, on many occassions, kill people and taunt you over the web with it, daring you to solve it.
Of course, you solved most of them. MOST OF THEM.
A conversation box suddenly appears in your screen. It's the murderer. "So, Mr. Detective!" the murderer says brightly. "have you figured it out yet?"
Suddenly the murderer goes offline. Few minutes later he appears again. You smirk. "Battery problems again? Forgot to pay the electricity bill?"
"Shut. Up." The murderer replies. "So, did you solve it yet?"
"It was impossible for anyone to sneak inside the house even before the cops came," you reply. "How the heck did you..."
The murderer laughs. "I don't know, magic I guess."
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