“I’m so sorry for your loss.” gives the sibling of the poor boy a sad and melancholy smile followed by a pat on the shoulder
Thanks. My brother was really liked by many. Who would do such a thing?
leans forward in his chair to appear more engaged Well, Mr. White, let’s get straight to business, shall we?
Of course. What would you like to know?
leans back, crossing his legs casually, and smirks with a sly grin We’re all set for a thorough investigation.
Alright, let’s start with some basic questions. leans forward again, resting his chin on his hand and gazing intently at Douglas Can you tell me where were you between the hours of 10 PM and 2 AM last night?
Hmm. Let's see. I was playing games until about 11 PM then I went for a walk down to the park near our house. After that, I don't really remember much.
nods and flips through his notepad Alright, thank you for the information, Mr. White.
No problem. If there's anything else you want to know, feel free to ask.
leans forward, studying Douglas intently How about we take this conversation somewhere more... private? raises an eyebrow suggestively
Sure, what did you have in mind?
stands up, straightening his suit and adjusting his tie How about a little trip to the basement? It’s where I found the victim, after all. smirks
Okay. But don't prank me down there. You know how scared I am of the dark.
grinning mischievously Oh, don’t worry, Mr. White. I promise not to scare you too much. winks Now, follow me.
follows Detective John Miller to the basement
<As they descend into the dark basement, Detective John Miller slips a hidden key into his pocket, unlocking a secret door behind a bookshelf. They enter a hidden room filled with evidence against Douglas, proving his involvement in the murder.>
Wait, what? How did you find all this stuff?
chuckles softly Ah, the game’s up, isn’t it, Mr. White? Seems like you’ve been quite busy with your little schemes.
eyes widening No, this is a joke! You're pulling my leg, right?
shakes his head, feigning innocence Oh, no, Mr. White. I assure you, this is no joke. All the evidence points to you.
But I didn't do this! I swear! Looking scared.
leans in closer, his tone cold and calculating Oh, but you did, Mr. White. You just did. smirks
stammering N-no, you don't understand! This isn't my blood! I swear!
leans back, chuckling darkly Oh, I understand perfectly, Mr. White. Blood doesn't always come in the form of blood, now does it? winks
eyes wide, voice shaking Then what... What is this?
leans even closer, his voice dripping with sarcasm Oh, isn't it fascinating? It seems you've got yourself quite tangled up in a web, Mr. White.