Yo, yo, this is the big one. Clues galore. We gotta lock this down, like, now.
a flashbulb goes off, and there he is, Captain Blackadder, about to start solving the case.
Hell yeah, Blackadder is back in town! And this time, we're gonna crack the case wide open, right here, right now, fam. Let's get this party started!
Dimly-lit Victorian mansion
enters mansion Alright boys and girls, it's showtime. Now we'll have some real fun, ya know?
looks around for any potential clues or hints Hey, what's this? A hidden passage. Looks promising.
Don't sweat it, Enigma. We're a team. We're gonna solve this case together. Just follow my lead, alright?
I don’t have time for any of this yapping. This case is old news, man, we should be working on new ones. What do you think you’re doing? You’re only getting in the way.
Hold your horses, Starfish. We can multitask, right? Besides, who said old cases can't have new twists? Don't underestimate me, bro. I've got tricks up my sleeve.
Get to the point, Edward. What did you find?
Alright, alright. No need to rush me, Enigma. But fine, I'll cut to the chase. Over here, check out this dusty old ledger.
Yup. See, this ledger here contains some serious dirt on the upper crust. Names, dates, secrets - you name it. And guess what?
This ledger was last seen in the possession of the victim just hours before they kicked the bucket. Coincidence?
Hold your horses, Enigma. We still have a lot of work to do before we can point fingers.
Looking into one of the rooms There is another one, dude! Looks pretty messy though..
You're damn right there is, Starfish. And I bet my left shoe it's connected to this case.
Ok.. then tell me more about the other rooms…
examines the room thoroughly, taking note of any potential clues or evidence Alright, listen up, Starfish.
Okay, so here's the deal, Starfish. This room, looks like it was ransacked by someone in a hurry. But here's the twist - it wasn't just any random intruder.
then who was it?? Who would want to break in here? Was there anything valuable inside??
pauses, smirking Valuables? Nah, that ain't what this intruder was after, Starfish. This room belongs to the victim's closest confidant.
To think, Ribs used to be such a popular person… Ribs was the name of the dead person Anyway.. who could’ve broke in and killed him??
puts on a pair of gloves and starts examining the fingerprint dust on a broken vase Well, let's start with the obvious.
points to a torn piece of fabric caught on a sharp edge of the broken vase Look at this, Starfish.
What is it? Is it blood? points at the brown stains Or was it always that color?
carefully examines the fabric, recognizing the pattern and color Starfish, this fabric comes from a specific type of suit only a handful of people own.
narrows his eyes, smirking None other than our beloved gentleman detective himself, Sherlock Holmes.
Are you accusing Sir Arthur Conan Doyle? That’s absurd. Why would he commit such an act? Besides that he’s a writer. How would he know Ribs?
crosses his arms, his smirk widening Absurd or not, Starfish, sometimes the most unlikely culprits turn out to be the ones pulling the strings.